Chapter 105

Walking over in a few quick steps, Lucian grabbed one of the last open seats at the round table-directly across from Ariella and Forrest. He'd picked that seat on purpose. Sitting exactly opposite Ariella meant the moment she looked up, their eyes would lock. No way to avoid it. The perfume-drenched woman with him didn't miss a beat, sliding into the seat right next to him, instantly clinging to his arm like she had territorial rights. "Damn, look at you all smug," he teased, "You better keep an eye out. With someone that fine, there's gotta be a line of people waiting for a chance." "She's mine. No one's taking her anywhere," Forrest replied, voice casual, yet possessive, his gaze fixed on Ariella like she was his whole world. "Right, babe?" Ariella smiled sweetly. "Of course-" "Hey!" Before she could finish, Lucian suddenly called out, voice low but oddly sharp. Everyone paused. The chatter died. Heads turned. Lucian looked irritated, brows slightly drawn. The man grilling the food,