Chapter Twenty One

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Luca's POV

What the fuck was I doing. I can't be kissing her. But the way her soft lips were against mine made me want to give everything up, disobey my father and kiss her forever.

I can't

That's not how this works. It can't happen again.

I winced as I sat on the bed, the bullet wound killing the side of my body. Why did I have to pull her on top of me?

"Fuck," I whispered to myself as I laid down in bed. As I shut my eyes, her body filled my thoughts, reminding me of what slept across the hallway.

I brushed it off, thinking of anything else but her and eventually, I fell asleep.

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Amara's POV

Shit, shit, shit

What the fuck have I done? I kissed him. He kissed me.

I slammed both hands on the bathroom counter, why don't I regret it?

I grabbed my sweater and walked out of the room, both of us closing our doors at the same time.

He left first, walking towards the kitchen and pouring himself a cup of coffee. I waited for him to finish as I went up to the machine, pouring myself a cup too.

I accidently spilled a bit from the pot and it landed on my hand, burning my skin.

"Fuck" I hissed out, placing the pot down and running over to the sink.

I ran the cold water over my skin, but a hand took it out, inspecting the red skin.

He put it back in the water and grabbed something from the cupboard behind us. A bottle of burning lotion was in his hands and he turned off the tap, rubbing the cold substance on my skin.

He didn't say anything as he placed the bottle back in the drawer.

I walked over to him, stopping in front of his body.

"Let me check your side." I said, reaching toward his shirt.

"Don't" He gritted out, holding out a hand.

"I need to change it Luca. Stop acting like a bitch." I said to him, reaching for him again. This time he let me open his shirt, revealing the now bloody bandage.

"Don't change it Amara, it's fine." I mocked, his body stiffening when I pulled the bandage off.

I was now kneeling in front of him, a new bandage at my side. I checked the wound and nothing had changed from last night, the skin had turned a tinge red but I was lucky I got to it in time.

I grabbed the new bandage and placed it over the wound. He winced and his hand went to the back of my head, his fingers digging into my scalp.

I got up from the floor and our eyes met, his Adam's apple bobbing as he watched me stand.

Why do I want to kiss him again?

Amara no, stop

I grabbed the dirty bandage and threw it in the garbage and when I turned around he was gone and I could hear the faint sound of his office door closing.

I let out a sigh, going towards the fridge and grabbing food to make breakfast.

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