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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.

the banquet hall to a lounge and laid me down on a couch.

came back with a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket over me and pulled the edges so it

he asked, handing

the cap and taking

sure I’ll feel better

a chair up next to

swelling,” he said. “That’s

put ice on it, or maybe heat?” I asked,

his eyes to me and chuckled. “Why don’t you just rest it for now. If it starts

that sounds good,” I

can get for you?” he asked as he covered my

not agree with his methods of seeking revenge, but I did feel sorry for

arrival, Luther had been

think I’m all set. Thank you

his head at me. “What are you sorry

I shouldn’t have said that. Now, I was making him.

I, well, I’m sorry for causing trouble and ruining your party,” I said,

he said with a shrug. He cracked a quick smile and reached

this was a nice event,” I said, looking down at his fin-

worry, I’ll make sure she leaves you alone in the future,” he assured with a

I muttered, stopping myself before I said

glue and he stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his. His bright

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

I swallowed quickly,

enemies,” I reminded him, smiling lightly to try and

it. Do you have real,

carefully 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

advance. I had to choose my words carefully so Luther

“Um… that’s a

shifted my eyes to the ceiling, coyly, like I was pretending to think about

you’re gentler with me than Prince Theo,

chal- lenge. “Well,

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

Luther. There are guests at the party wondering where you are,” she said, keeping

I recognized her as one of Jennifer’s maids. She’d 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

probably ordered not to leave until Luther did. I was sure Jennifer assumed we wouldn’t do any- thing with a

should get back to the party. I’m sure there are

for his assistance, my plan hinged on him being distracted at the party and far away from