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Chapter 84: Do You Have Feelings For Me?

I kept holding my ankle, sucked in a sharp breath, and batted my eyelashes until I could force out a few tears.

“I didn’t push her that hard! Luther, she’s faking it, she set me up,” Jennifer whined, pointing at me.

“But you did push her, didn’t you?” Luther asked, crossing his arms and glaring at Jennifer.

“I… well… yeah, but not hard enough to hurt her,” Jennifer said again.

I just held my ankle tightly and let out a low sigh. If I kept my silence, Jennifer would look more and more guilty. She’d even look a little wacky. I’d remain innocent.

“Luther, please, you have to believe me! I didn’t mean to hurt her,” Jennifer insisted, stomping her foot like a rebelling child.

“I don’t have to believe you,” Luther muttered. “Especially, when my eyes can tell me that you are lying.”

“But I…”

“That’s enough. I will deal with you later,” Luther said. He took a knee beside me. “Ciana, are you okay?”

“I… my ankle is twisted pretty bad,” I muttered, looking at him with wide, glassy eyes.

Behind him, Jennifer fumed, her hands balled into fists again. If Luther hadn’t been there, she probably would have attacked me.

I ignored her. I needed to keep playing the role of the in- jured victim.

“Let me see,” Luther muttered, taking my hands tenderly and pulling them from my ankle.

“I probably just need some rest. Is there somewhere I can lie down?” I asked, biting my lip innocently.

“Yes, of course.”

I struggled to stand up, but gave a soft whimper of pain. Before I could try moving, Luther scooped me up in his arms, princess style. My legs bent over one of his strong arms and his other looped around my back. He cradled me against his chest.

“Luther, I’m sorry,” Jennifer said, reaching for him as Luther walked by her.

“You’ve done enough. Don’t worry, I’ll follow up with you when I get Ciana settled,” Luther snarled under his breath.

Jennifer looked like she was ready to cry. I sighed inward- ly. I believed she did really care for Luther.

After we left the banquet room, I sighed, “Luther, Jennifer isn’t a bad person. She just cares about you a lot.” Although I somewhat used Jennifer for my plan, I didn’t want her to really get punished because of me.

“You’re still speaking for her after what she’s done to you?”

“It was somewhat an accident.” I told the truth. Sort of.

carried me out of the banquet hall to a lounge and laid me down on a couch. He grabbed a

back with a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket over me and

handing me the

unscrewing the cap and

I’m sure I’ll feel better in no time,” I said, offering him

chair up next to me and removed

seem to be swelling,” he said. “That’s good. Hopefully, it is

or maybe heat?” I asked, taking an- other

just rest it for now. If it starts to swell or get worse, I’ll

sounds good,” I said,

for you?” he asked as he covered my

I was about to do. I might not agree with his methods of seeking revenge, but I did

my arrival, Luther had been polite

I’m all set. Thank

and he cocked his head at me. “What are

said that. Now, I was

I’m sorry for causing trouble and

a

event,” I said, looking down at his fin- gers curled around mine.

your fault, Ciana. Jennifer can be… passionate at times. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she leaves you alone in

a scene,” I muttered, stopping myself before I said something I’d

glue and he stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my

asking this but… Is it possi- ble that you have feelings for me?”

I

reminded him,

not what I mean and you know it. Do you have real, romantic feelings

about how to answer. If I shut him down, he’d put up his emotional walls again and it would be harder for me to slip away. If I gave him the wrong idea, he might try to follow through

was not the time for me to try and spurn an unwant- ed romantic advance. I had to choose my words carefully so Luther didn’t become suspicious but also didn’t take things

“Um…

me to continue. I shifted my eyes to the ceiling, coyly, like

have to think about it. If you’re gentler with

I’d just given him a chal- lenge. “Well, I’ll just see what I can do about

on the door interrupted our banter and a maid came in. She looked at

at the party wondering where you are,” she said, keeping her eyes

probably sent her here to check on Luther and me and report back. Jennifer didn’t want Luther and me to be alone,

can wait. I’m helping a wounded friend,” Luther argued, waving to dismiss

I was sure Jennifer assumed we wouldn’t do any- thing with a maid in the

to the party. I’m sure there are a lot of people you haven’t

assistance, my plan hinged on him being distracted at the