In this case, Luca decided he would give Kara a hard situation.
When Kara heard his words, her brows knitted even tighter.
Disgust flickered openly across her face.
She had no interest in Luca.
None.
And it was absolutely impossible for her to become his woman.
Silence stretched for a few breaths.
Then Kara took a long, steady breath.
Luca saw this and smiled inwardly, pride swelling in his chest.
She's giving in.
He had expected resistance—tears, anger, maybe a sharp refusal. But after he revealed his leverage, she went quiet.
Too quiet.
So that's all there is to you, Luca thought, a hint of disappointment rising. Just another woman who knows when to bow her head.
In his mind, Kara was already relegated to a concubine—kept for novelty, discarded when the interest faded.
"Have you thought it through?" Luca asked lazily.
Kara raised her head.
Her eyes were cold.
