CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
“Luca,” I forced a sardonic smile, turning around to face him.
He looked rather immaculate in a navy-blue V-neck shirt hidden under the black leather coat and matching pants but I was so over his good looks. Remembering how he had seemed proud of himself as he admitted to have killed Anton, made me want to put my hands around his neck and just squash the life out of him.
“Beck,” he echoed my name, his gaze never flattering away from my face.
“Look, I don’t want any trouble with you tonight. I’m just here for a good time with my friend and I hope you can be less…vampire enough to let us do so,” I said.
“You know what Beck is trying to say is that you should do us the favor and just…fuck off!” Tiara spoke up, earning a smirk from Luca.
“I’ll see you two around. Don
