Chapter 56 | The Award

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When Luke and I reach the place where the award show is taking place, we're greeted by blinding blitz and shouts from the photographers.

Luke takes my hand, helping me step out of our limo, and I cling to him as we walk on the red carpet. He keeps me close to him too—it's just so natural for us to keep close to each other like this, like we're made for each other.

Luke seems pretty good at handling the photographers when they ask us to pose in front of them. He puts his hand around my waist, while I lean closer to him, touching his shoulder, giving the photographers the perfect pose for the pictures.

He pulls me closer to him, making my breast press against his chest.

"You know, I would very much like to tell them to fuck off and lock you inside a room so that we can do God knows what, but that's unlikely to happen now," he jokes, making me giggle.

As always, all the shouts from the photographers are too loud, to the point that it almost makes me deaf.

When we finish the photo session, Luke and I continue walking, encountering some celebrities on the way.

I can feel women's gazes on him, and I'm talking about hot women here, including gorgeous supermodels and actresses.

That makes my heart swell with pride but at the same time annoys me. They're drooling over him—I can't blame them, though, because my husband is hot as fuck.

I just hope they note that he's off-limits.

Luke suddenly stiffens, his jaw tight, and when I follow his gaze, my heart skips a beat. It's Jude.

My ex-boyfriend is being interviewed on the red carpet by a reporter from an entertainment channel. Luke's eyes burn with rage as he wraps his arm around my waist protectively.

As his body tenses, I wrap my arms around his back, whispering, "It's okay. He can't hurt me anymore."

However, I can understand how Luke feels, because the last time we met Jude, he assaulted me, kissing me without my consent even though he knew that I belonged with Luke.

That scene made Luke and I have a huge fight and we almost lost everything.

Jude glances at us, and Luke clenches his fist, anger radiating all over his body. Abruptly, I stop him.

"Please, don't make a scene," I whisper frantically, and when Luke stares down at the horror on my face, his eyes soften.

Being near Jude will only complicate everything, so I drag Luke the other way.

"Cassie," a familiar voice greets me, and when I turn my head, I find Cal Jackson, the guy with whom I wrote a song.

With his messy jet black hair, mysterious ocean eyes and the bad boy aura radiating from him, it's no wonder how fast Cal became the world's heartthrob and every girl's dream.

His songs have blown up and made headlines. He's the most successful new artist right now.

"Hi, Cal." I give him a quick friendly hug, while he and Luke shake hands.

"Nice to meet you, Luke," Cal says, but to my surprise, Luke stays silent, eyeing Cal suspiciously.

"Thanks to you, Cassie, our song was a big hit," Cal says genuinely. "I wouldn't have been able to make such an accomplishment without you."

I smile, shaking my head in disbelief. "You know that it's all because of you, Cal. In fact, I'm the one who's grateful to work with you."

Cal only responds with a smirk. "Congratulations on your new song. It's phenomenal."

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