Chapter 67

Luca was in a foul mood once Damon was out of the door, pacing and looking at everything, Derinem excluded.

They had watched her leave with Damon, and even though Derinem wanted to do something about it, he knew it would only meet her disapproval.

He ignored Luca, going over to the mini bar counter, grabbing a glass, poured himself a healthy dose, and was bringing it for a gulp when Luca said

"So that's it? You put her in a big mess, and you are just going to drink,"

 Derinem turned to see him looking disgusted. 

"I expected more from you."

Derinem glared at him, "Don't start with me, ma'am; my hands are twitchy." 

Luca knew what that meant, and knowing it was just a threat, he continued angrily.

"You don't blame her for rejecting your help; you've noticed that every time you help her, you put her in trouble."

That made him snap, "Fuck that." He pushed the cup away with way more force than he intended, and it crashed. "Th