Lucas, is that you?
This familiar feeling seemed very much like Lucas Knight. She grabbed the man, wrapped around him before he even had time to react.
His waist was tightly encircled by her legs, making Bennett lose half a beat in his breathing.
Eva Nightingale, don't you want me dead?
Eva... didn't you say you wanted my life?!
Originally, he shouldn't have softened his heart towards her; he should have dealt with her harshly and put her to death. But seeing her drowning, inexplicably made him panic.
That kind of feeling might not be just because she's the heir of the Bennett Clan and the future Lady.
His breathing tightened, his large hand covering her waist, pulling her upwards. Just as they were about to reach the surface, she unexpectedly released his waist.
No...
This isn't Lucas Knight...
She must have been hallucinating just now!
