Chapter 14

Luka had just finished fixing his motorcycle brought to the warehouse when Diana appeared alone. He left her with her friends and boss without making an excuse and went to the spot where he parked his motorcycle.

The motorcycle wouldn't start, so he took his time to troubleshoot and fix it.

He raised his head to see the figure before, "Hi Diana." He looked surprised, adjusting his rough clothes.

"What are you doing here? I have been looking everywhere for you. With her arms intertwined, Diana queried Luka.

"I was here trying to fix my baby," he grinned.

Diana with furrowed brow asked, "You call a machine your baby?"

Luka only smiled, he did not have an answer to her question. Instead, he asked, "Where are your friends? His voice sounded concerned.

"Meera and Dave volunteered to take Mr. Varane to a hospital for medical attention. By my estimation, they should be in one by now." Diana said to Luka.

"Oh! They were the ones leaving when I heard… vroom, vroom," he said and Diana giggled. His presence was reassuring to her. "They'll be okay," he said, his voice calm and steady

Diana turned to him, with gratitude in her eyes. "I couldn't have done what I came here to do without your help, Luka. Thank you."

"We made a good team." Luka nodded and gazed at her.

Diana couldn't help but smile at his words. It was a sharp contrast to their initial meeting, and she began to see a different side of Luka.

"Are you done fixing your baby?" Diana teased, stressing the word 'baby'.

Luka chuckled after she pronounced baby. "Yes, we're ready to vacate this entire place. He ignited and gave Diana a helmet to use and they hit the road.

The night had a soft glow of a crescent moon, emitting natural light over the city. Diana and Luka rode along the quiet streets, the working sound from the motorcycle echoing in the stillness of the night. The air was fragile, carrying with it a hint of anticipation.

Diana's hands held onto Luka's body firmly, relaxed, and stole a glance at Luka from the back of the motorcycle. His characteristics were enfolded in shadows, his expression hard to read.

Diana had always been drawn to him, allured by his brooding and cynical nature. There was something about him, something magnetic that she couldn't resist.

They had been through so much together within the little time they had met. Confronted dangers and threats from Steffan. And through it all, Diana had felt a connection with Luka that became indescribable.

It was as if they were two souls bound by an invisible lasso, and drawn together by fate.

As they continued their journey, Luka decided to break the silence that hung between them.

"Who is Logan to you, Diana?" This question had been lingering on his mind since he saw Logan rush to Diana's side at the warehouse

Diana hesitated before she found the courage to respond. "Logan?... he's someone from my past, generally a friend I lost touch with."

"It seemed like there's more to it than just that. And you didn't expect to see him there." Luka's expression remained intense and naturally curious.

Diana heaved a sigh, she realized that she couldn't keep her past hidden any longer. Luka deserved to know, especially after the events they had just been through. "No, I didn't expect to see him. Logan and I... we were once close. He was my best friend."

"So, he's just an old friend, right?" Luka spoke up, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Yes, he was. But we lost touch a few years ago. I never thought I'd see him again." she nodded from behind, her voice wistful.

Luka's keen instincts noticed the sadness in Diana's voice. "Is there more to the story?" He asked her.

Diana hesitated again, she felt torn between revealing her past and keeping it a secret.

But as she looked into Luka's eyes from the mirror, she realized that he deserved to know the truth. "Logan and I were more than friends. We were in love."

The revelation hovered heavily in the air, "So, you and Logan were mates?" his voice filled with curiosity

Diana nodded, "Yes, we were. We shared a deep connection, but life pulled us apart. I never thought I'd see him again, especially not in a warehouse." her eyes were misty.

Luka's expression softened as he understood that Diana had a past, just like he did, and it hadn't changed his feelings for her. It made him appreciate her honesty even more.

"Thank you for sharing that with me," Luka said gently, reaching out to squeeze her hand that rested on him. "Your past is a part of who you are, and it doesn't change how I feel about you."

Diana smiled gently, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. She had feared that her past with Logan might complicate things with Luka, but his understanding and acceptance reassured her.

While she was thinking about Luka "Diana, why did you wait for me?"

"I knew you'd ask me this question" she first said. "Meera and Dave wanted me to rest, that's why they gave their word to take Mr. Varane to the nearest hospital." she continued.

"Hmmm… is that it?" Luka somehow could sense she was not telling the truth.

"Yes, I can't go home by myself and I need a ride. They left with the car we brought." Diana said with all sincerity in her voice.

"You are safe now Diana, and I believe you know we are heading to my house?" He turned his head slightly, to see her reaction.

He wished Diana would follow him to his house, but that was only a dream at least for now.

"Yes, I know that." She responded ironically, holding him tighter. "You know, Luka, I've always wondered about you."

Luka arched an eyebrow, he focused on the path ahead. "Oh? Tell me, what have you wondered about me?"

Diana paused for twenty seconds, choosing her words carefully.

"I've thought about your past, about what made you the way you are. I can see you're a man of few words, but there's a depth to you that I am curious about."

Luka remained silent for a moment, his thoughts elsewhere. Then, he finally spoke up, his voice filled with a hint of openness.

"There are things in my past that I'm not proud of, things I wish I could forget from my head. But they've shaped me into who I am today."

Diana nodded, her heart ached for Luka. She could sense the pain and regret that he carried with him, the weight of his past mistakes. "We all have our demons, Luka. It's what we do with the demons that matters."

Luka glanced at Diana, his eyes locking onto hers. In the moonlight, they seemed to gleam with a mixture of emotions. "You're different, Diana. And you're not like anyone I've ever met before."

Diana's heart skipped a beat at his words. She never expected those words, she had hoped that he saw something in her that made her stand out from the rest.

"Different in a good way, I hope." she raised her brow.

A smile tugged at the corners of Luka's lips, a rare sight that sent excitement through Diana's chest.

"Yes, different in a very good way," Luka responded to her question.

As they journey on, the silence between them feels more satisfied now, as if they had crossed a bridge into an unknown state. The night held a sense of various possibilities waiting to be explored.

Diana couldn't deny the quick attraction she felt for Luka, which seemed to grow stronger with each passing moment.

And it seemed that Luka, too, was beginning to let down his guard, letting Diana into the depths of his world.

They soon reached a quiet park, where a small fountain glowed in the moonlight. Luka then turned to face Diana, his heart pounding in his chest. "Diana, I think there's something I need to tell you."

Diana raised an eyebrow, her curiosity aroused. "What is it?" She asked.