Mending the Lunar Scars

Chapter 11

Raya felt a sense of resignation wash over her as Luca carried her towards his car. She knew she couldn't avoid her past forever, and maybe, just maybe, it was time to face it head-on.

She looked up at Luca. His eyes were filled with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. Was he truly interested in her, or was this all just part of his game?

She had been trying to avoid him for weeks, but he seemed determined to pursue her.

"Luca," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll tell you everything. But you have to promise me one thing."

Luca's eyes narrowed. "What?"

Raya took a deep breath. "You have to promise me you won't drag me in this race."

Luca hesitated. He knew that Raya's past was probably full of pain and suffering. He didn't want to judge her, but he also wanted to know the truth.

Luca's expression didn't change, his eyes glinting with a fierce inner light. "I'm afraid that's not an option, Raya. You're coming with me, no matter what."

"You can't do this to me," she said, her voice trembling.

Luca's smile widened. "Oh, but I can. And I will."

"Luca, please," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm begging you. Don't make me do this."

Luca's eyes narrowed. "Do what, Raya? Tell me the truth?"

Raya hesitated. She knew she couldn't keep the secret from him any longer. It was too painful.

"Okay," she finally said, her voice trembling. "I'll tell you."

Luca smiled. "Good. Now, start talking."

Raya felt a surge of panic as Luca fastened her seatbelt into place. She was trapped, a helpless passenger in a car she didn't control. Her heart raced, her mind racing through potential escape routes, but none seemed viable.

As the countdown began, the crowd fell silent. 3... 2... 1... GO!

The two cars shot off the starting line, their engines roaring. Luca was faster, but Alex was determined. He pushed his car to its limits, cornering sharply and overtaking other racers.

The cars shot forward, Luca's skills honed to perfection as he sped down the track. Alex's car was neck and neck with theirs, the two drivers engaged in a fierce battle for dominance.

Luca was driving aggressively, taking risks that most drivers wouldn't dare to. But he was also incredibly skilled. He was able to maneuver his car with precision, avoiding accidents and staying ahead of the competition.

Alex was also driving well, but he was clearly struggling to keep up with Luca. Luca was faster, more experienced, and more ruthless.

As the race progressed, the crowd became more and more excited. They were on the edge of their seats, cheering for their favorite driver.

Raya's heart palpitations were heavy, but she composed herself to face the intense race. She had faced her fears before, and she could do it again.

Luca's eyes flicked to her, his gaze intense. "Hold on," he mouthed, his voice barely audible over the roar of the engine.

Raya nodded, her knuckles white as she gripped the seat. She was in this now, and she would see it through to the end.

The cars hurtled forward, the tension between Luca and Alex palpable. Raya's eyes darted back and forth, her heart racing with excitement.

Alex's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in frustration. He was tired of playing second fiddle to Luca, tired of being in his shadow. He wanted to be the one in the lead, the one with the glory and the adoration of the crowd.