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REVENGE UNDER THE MOONLIGHT
CHAPTER 76 - SECOND CHANCE
CHAPTER 76 - SECOND CHANCE2554words
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As usual, Luke proved to be so stubborn and continued to bother me. In the end, I decided to give him a chance to take me on another date. He was happy, but I couldn’t say the same to me. When he proposed we should visit the island again, I agreed.
At night, the ocean was dark and terrifying, but being with Luke made me feel secure. Yes, that was correct. I chide myself for being foolish because I felt safer with him. I maintained a discreet distance from him and remained on the upper deck until we reached his island.
Luke didn't bother me either, and he probably realized we were stuck with each other because of the stupid drinking game! Not exactly drunk, but tipsy! We agreed to conduct another compatibility test! Since my heart has always belonged to him, I was doomed to fail, but I ended up taking a chance.

“Are you willing to marry me soon?” As soon as the yacht left the island, he inquired, but it was just the two of us.
“Pardon?”
“Be my Luna,” he proclaimed, before lifting me onto his shoulder and carrying me to the villa.
“You're talking nonsense,” I reminded him.
“Allow me sufficient time, Isabella, and I will soon be able to demonstrate my love and devotion to you,” he declared.
“Will you please refrain from saying those things?” When Luke set me down, I believed the ordeal was over, but he then informed me that we would be sharing a room. “Are you abusing your power at this time?”

“What does it matter if I am?”
I hissed “Insane” at him.
I rolled my eyes at him when he declared, “I'm crazy about you.”
When it was time to rest, I did not make a fuss when we went to his room. We agreed to give it a shot, so I was determined to convince him that we have no future together.

As we lay side by side in bed, he rearranged my blanket and kissed the crown of my head. Before he wrapped his arms around me, he whispered, “Get some sleep now.”
I complained, “Is this essential?”
“Of course! We must determine if we're just horny for each other, or if there's more to it,” he reasoned.
Then, I wished him good night.
“No goodnight kiss?” He made fun of me.
I swiftly turned around to give him a goodnight kiss. It was just a brief touching of my lips towards his cheek. There was nothing sexual about it. Deep inside, I wished he would try something funny or naughty so that I would tell him that it was only about sex and nothing special.
A few minutes later, I heard him snore beside me, and I had no choice but to go to sleep.
I had no idea how long I had slept, but the unfamiliar surroundings made me feel disoriented when I woke up. When I looked around the room, I realized I wasn't in my condo unit any longer.
“Hello, there! Have you had a restful night's sleep?” Luke inquired as he carried a tray of food towards me. “Breakfast in bed!” He announced.
I shook my head, unable to believe he could be shady at times. I told him, “You're a lot craftier than I imagined,” and he just laughed.
“I understand, but you need to stop talking right now and eat your breakfast,” he said as he sat beside her bed with the food tray. He offered, “Let me feed you with this magnificent meal,” he announced.
“I'm not an invalid, Luke,” I protested, but Luke was adamant and insisted on feeding me the porridge he had prepared.
When he brought the spoon near my mouth, I was forced to open my mouth because he assured me that it wouldn't take long. After I took a spoonful of the porridge, he said, “Good girl.”
He gave me a book to read after he fed me my breakfast and then excused himself to take care of something important. I was curious about what he was up to as he walked away. Luke was not someone who let go of something once he bit it, even though I only knew him for a short period of time.
I occupied myself with the book he left me while he was gone, but he was on time with a food tray when lunchtime arrived. The delicious aroma of the food made my stomach growl as soon as he walked into the room.
“Please stop feeding me!” I complained, and he burst into laughter.
“I bet that you want to cook something delicious, right?”
I rolled my eyes at him because most of the time, he was childish! He acted so playful as if he had no empire to run!
“What's the matter, what's the matter?” When he noticed my eyes were filled with tears, he inquired.
I was also perplexed as to why I had become so emotional, and the strong woman in me wanted to withdraw for the time being. I continued to shake my head and refused to talk to him, but he was persistent!
“Baby, what's the matter with you?”
“Gotcha!”
There were times when I noticed he had a hard-on in the middle of the night, but I wasn't scared, and once, I tried to cuddle with him too closely. When I did it, I could feel his bone against me, but Luke did not seduce me!
I would like to know my reaction, so I wished that he would attempt to do something. Or, would I be repulsed? After choosing the cowardly option of remaining silent, I was unable to ask Luke anything!
The following night, I tried not to move around too much while sharing a bed with Luke, but I awoke in the middle of the night cuddled too closely to him. I quietly retreated from him, but Luke reached out and grabbed my arm.
“How dare you torment me with your soft body and sweet scent?” He complained that his eyes were partially closed.
When he murmured in his sleep, I was tempted to comfort him. I allowed him to hold me while he slept because I feared he would take advantage of my vulnerability. Before I closed my eyes, I resolved to give him a second chance soon.
In the morning, the aroma of fresh seafood soup greeted me when I awoke this morning. My stomach grumbled in anticipation of the fish soup.
“Greetings, sleepyhead. I hope you had a good night's sleep. Would you like to go swimming after breakfast?”
“Indeed, why not?” I accepted the challenge of swimming with him, but in the meantime, I concentrated on the delicious food in front of me. “Perhaps I should prepare lunch,” I suggested.
“No, thank you. I can do it,” he responded quickly, and I smiled triumphantly.
Over time, he demonstrated his genuine concern for me. One evening, it poured heavily on the island, and I was so terrified of the thunder that I moved closer to Luke for safety. It felt good as his arm moved to shield me with his warmth.
“Are you afraid of thunderstorms?” His eyes were half-closed and half-open as he asked me.
I whispered “yes” into his ear, at which point Luke abruptly sat up and stared at me. “Why are you staring at me in that manner?” Before I could say something else, he pulled me closer to his body and kissed my hair.
“I missed hearing your voice,” he said, but I was too exhausted to respond.
“Can we sleep some more? Let's talk tomorrow,” I said, and he nodded his head while keeping his hands on my body.
I had become accustomed to the weight of his arm on my body while I slept, and it would feel strange if he were to remove it!
It may have been the sound of the rain falling outside the villa, but I slept soundly all night. I anticipated being awoken in the morning by the aroma of Luke's cooking, but when I opened my eyes, he was staring at me. The moment I looked at him, my brows furrowed.
“Have you prepared some food?” After hearing my question, he blinked several times. I told him, “I'm hungry,” and he appeared offended that I only spoke about food.
“Am I your spouse?” He proposed the question.
“What? What are you referring to?” I was perplexed by his query.
He stated, “Don't ask me for food if you have no intention of making me your husband.”
This time, it was I who repeatedly blinked my eyes out of confusion. “How could you refuse to feed me when I'm starving?”
“What would you like to eat?” Before he left the room, he kissed the top of my head. He said, “I'll call you when it's ready.”
I sat up and said, “I've changed my mind,” which clearly confused him.
“Change your mind? Why?”
The expression on his face when I offered to cook was priceless! “Did you believe I could not cook?” While I waited for his response, I arched my eyebrows at him.
He shook his head and stated, “No, Isabella, we both knew you couldn't cook. I'm also hungry, honey, so let's not spoil our appetite, shall we?” he said as he led me to the kitchen.
“Do you not want my assistance?” I offered my culinary expertise.
“You can set the table later,” he said.
“Would you still want me as a wife despite the fact that I cannot cook?” As he walked towards me, Luke's eyes glowed with enthusiasm. He wanted me to repeat the question I had posed to him a few seconds earlier. “Would you still want me as a wife despite the fact that I cannot cook?” I complied with his request and repeated it once more.
“Of course! I need you to be my wife, not my chef.” I regretted the time I chose to ignore him after he responded with such passion. He may have made a mistake in the past, but we were both young and made different decisions. He whispered “I love you” before kissing me.
After he set me free, I told him, “But you can teach me how to cook,” and his jaw dropped. I assured him, “I'm a fast learner,” but Luke didn't believe me.
“Allow me to do the cooking for you, honey.” Before returning to the stove and continuing to fry the dried fish, he stated.
As I went to get some mangoes, my mouth curved into a smile, and I surprised him with a hug from behind. In fact, I've given it considerable thought, and I could see that Luke has evolved into a better version of himself.
He desired me, and I desired him as well! He liked me, and I liked him too! He never failed to demonstrate his love for me every single day! I didn't want to miss out on the chance to have him again because of my pride!
The ups and downs in our love story were normal for a relationship, and we both anticipated a new beginning and a happy ending. During breakfast, we discussed our wedding plans and decided to keep it simple.
“As much as I want to be with you, it’s not going to happen,” I reminded him about the reality.
“I will be the one to marry you, Isabella. Don't fret about them, all right?” He reassured me, but I was concerned that we would soon face another obstacle.
“Luke, we are both engaged to someone else. Always remember that.”
“I will take care of it soon,” he promised.
“Do you think it will be for the better? You will just gain an enemy if you will do that.”
“I don’t care! I love you so much, Isabella!”
When he got so worked up about our affair, I decided to change the topic to calm him down. “How many children do you intend to have?”
“Hmm, I'm not sure. Shall we get started? We can try how fast we can make one,” he suggested and I cringed in my seat at his provocative suggestion.
Although he joked about having children, Luke never made me feel obligated to be intimate with him, so we simply spent days cuddling and kissing. I admired his restraint and understanding that we should not rush into intimacy.
While on the island, he taught me how to swim, so every day, we swam until lunchtime, and I fell in love with my new skin tone. Except for cooking and making love, we enjoyed each other's company and did things together. During those times, I was the happiest person on the planet, but one day I awoke from a fairytale dream.
Luke gradually grew distant from me, and despite my repeated requests for an explanation, he refused to do so. His indifference infuriated me! He erected a wall between us and no matter how hard I tried, I was unable to overcome it.
“Are you mad at me?”
He was standing in front of the stove when he heard my voice however, he only gave me a brief glance before refusing to respond. He returned to cooking, unaware of my presence. As my frustration increased, I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I approached him slowly and hugged him behind his back.
“I have no idea what is currently going through your mind, but please know that I adore you.” Before leaving, I advised him to give him some space.
I turned to face him and observed the pain and confusion in his eyes as he yelled, “I'm sorry!”
I greeted him with a smile and stepped closer. “I understand, Luke, but I hope you'll also share your concerns with me.” When he smiled back, I knew everything was going to be okay.
He inhaled deeply and fixed his eyes on me. “Have I made you feel depressed and lonely in the past few days?” He was eager to gain more knowledge.
I admitted, “I was a little bit depressed, but overall I was happy, and I am still happy now. Being with you makes me happy, which is why I'm terrified of losing you. I am terrified by how quickly you have changed. I fear that one day you will tell me that your feelings have changed as well.”
He apologized and said, “For the nth time, I'm very sorry. I had no intention of treating you with indifference, Isabella. I apologize if I've kept my problems to myself, but please keep in mind that this is not about you. It's all about the pack,” he said.
I was supposed to advise him to return to the mainland and confront reality. For a change, I decided to be naughty with him. If you are truly sorry, you should probably send me a message. I pouted my lips as I awaited his response, and when I noticed his eyebrows arching, I knew he was suspicious of me.
“Right now?” he asked, to which I responded with a nod. “Are you sure you sure?” He asked again for confirmation and I responded to his question by nodding my head.
“Follow me,” I commanded.