Chapter 50

His voice, low and magnetic, brushed her ear like velvet, smooth and gentle. Her heart started pounding wildly-she didn't want it to, but she just couldn't calm it down. Even her palms were getting sweaty from the nerves. She tried to push him away, to dodge the question. She didn't argue back right away. Deep down, wasn't it him she had feelings for? Wasn't it always him? "Babe, say it. Tell me I'm the one you love," he coaxed her gently. He was desperate for her confirmation, something solid he could hold on to. Vickers, young as he was, wasn't someone you could take lightly. Lucian knew he wasn't guaranteed a win if things escalated. They were neck and neck in every way, and everything hinged on who Ariella picked. Whoever she leaned toward would come out on top. "I don't love you, Lucian. I don't love anyone." She finally found her voice. "You're lying!" he said, gripping her shoulders and pulling her back to face him. His eyes pinned hers as he spat out those four words. "I'm not,