Luccane
Chapter 42: Temptation

"For my dear Vishabea. Read the contents if we haven't seen each other for more than a week" I read the handwriting in red ink on the right corner of the envelope.

My feelings immediately turned to restless mixed with worry, especially Luccane had indeed barely come to see me this week.

My mind is not calm, is it possible that I should open this letter now? But, isn't it written here that I should open it after more than a week of not meeting?

My hand quickly closed Luccane's diary, kept it in my desk drawer, trying to refrain from opening the letter prematurely.

I got up from my seat, shuffled towards the living room and then turned on the old gramophone that I had deliberately placed in the corner of the room.

The music of European classical instruments then chanted softly, making me want to dance even though now I have to dance alone without Luccane.

With tears welled up, I continued to dance harmonizing my body with every tone that sounded very romantic even though in my heart continue to call out the name of Luccane who never came.

My hands and feet moved in rhythm, enjoying the chant of the romantic song even though my heart was sliced, so hurt.

If time can be turned back, can I live better without meeting Luccane?

Would if I couldn't see Luccane from that day everything would be fine?

I don't know, my feelings are too deep for Luccane even though this logic always tries to awaken me still my heart craves Luccane so great that it can make the logic succumb.

This love is so hard for me and for Luccane, but we both can't choose who we're going to fall in love with. Everything is so complicated for us that we can't even control each other's feelings.

The tears kept coming with every dance move I made, imagining every step I used to knit with Luccane. Letting go is very heavy, but I must be willing and steady.

"You're very good at dancing, Vishabea. It's a pity that you dance alone like that. Do you want to dance with me?"

My body stopped, turned my head back and found Vin smilingly welcoming my gaze.

"I don't want to dance with a man other than Luccane," I firmly refused, continuing to dance to enjoy every wound that was there in order to get used to it.

"Anyway if I'm here because of Luccane's orders?" asked Vin while raising his eyebrows.

I shook my head firmly while wiping away the trail of tears with the end of the long-sleeved shirt I was wearing.

"My answer is no, Vin. Even if Luccane is the one who taught me how to dance."

"It seems that you love Luccane more than I thought" Vin said in a calm tone, but as if having other intentions in his words made me feel a little anxious.

The handsome man stepped closer to me with a gaze that was difficult for me to understand, successfully making my chest pound twice as fast. His gaze focused on me, making me even more reminded of Luccane.

"If I touch you a little, I don't think Luccane will mind" Vin said in a low voice, drawing himself closer to me.

Like being hypnotized, I was lulled by Vin's good looks that were no less compared to Luccane.

The longer I look at Vin's face, the deeper I get mired in his charm which is also no less extraordinary than Luccane's.

A pair of obsidian belonging to Vin kept looking at me softly, so soft that it made me feel washed away.

"Yes right Vishabea, keep looking at me like that," whispered Vin continued to tease, further making me complacent.

Vin grabbed my neck, bringing my body closer into his range.

A masculine scent that I could not describe with words because it was so foreign to burst into greeting my sense of smell.

Oh, Vin's body scent is so intoxicating, it makes me drugged into his charm and unable to turn my eyes in other directions. My essence is completely controlled by Vin, a handsome creature whose unlucky again is a Dutch ghost.

"I'll love you more than Luccane..."

Vin slowly moved forward trying to slash the small distance left between us. His gaze dropped towards my lips, making my eyes automatically start to close waiting for the touch that Vin would give me in a moment.

I don't know what this influence is, what is clear is that my actions are now very opposite to what my feelings want. Deep down, I still miss and want Luccane more than anything else.

YOHAAAANNGG!!!

I flinched in shock to break away from Vin's embrace, hurriedly turning to the source of the voice.

From the opposite direction, I could see Luccane coming with his handsome face already soaked by tears.

Luccane broke the large glass that I had deliberately placed in the room until it was smashed to pieces with his fist.

"How dare you come to tease my lover!" luccane shouted furiously, pushing Vin away from my body in such a swift motion.

I was too surprised to see Luccane throw his fist at Vin, it was magical, I just found out that ghosts can also fight like that because of fighting over one woman.

"Your lover? You're not even there when she's hurt in the heart for loving you too much that's gonna vanish!" Vin shouted back, his eyes implying the flames of anger made me start to feel scared.

Luccane grinned. "you think I did that on purpose?! I did all that because I loved Vishabea more than I loved myself! until whenever I wouldn't be willing if there was another figure willing to be by his side!"

"You two please stop! Don't you also know that I can love one of you forever?!" I squealed stifledly, pushing their chests both giving distance to the two.

Vin then disappeared without excuse after hearing a stern remark from me, while Luccane turned to look at me still with residual anger in his two clear netra.

"I know we can't possibly be together, Visha... But can you not fall asleep with Vin's charm? He's evil" Luccane's voice humbled with a parched look, trying to control his emotions.

"I was jealous to see you and Vin almost kissing earlier. I won't be willing if you fall in love with Vin" added Luccane again with a view that he dropped on a pair of legs that no longer tread on the ground.

I laughed satirically. "you have no right to rule who I should fall in love with, Luccane."