Gloria gazed at Lukas in a complete daze, her mind swirling with confusion. His strikingly handsome face was flushed with raw anger, as if her innocent words had deeply wounded his pride and offended him on a personal level. That intense expression on his features reminded her so vividly of Victor—it was uncanny.
They were brothers, after all, sharing the same sharp jawline, piercing eyes, and that familiar brooding intensity. They probably thought alike in so many twisted ways too. And when Lukas had casually told her to use the black credit card without limits... it dawned on her that it was just another clever trap he had set.
Another debt trap designed to ensnare her further, another ruthless method to inflict pain and control her life...
I don't understand at all... What exactly di
