chapter one hundred and forty-nine

Emily's POV

"What did you do?" I shouted nervously, unable to believe Luke could be so stupid.

"I brought Chris's girl here," he repeated, taking a few steps back.

"You know my daughter is here, don't you?"

"She's harmless, Emily! She just needs help; Ethan will want to kill her when he finds out she didn't complete the job... You know..."

"Yeah, I know, and I know it's not my problem," I said angrily.

"Just for tonight, until I find a safe place for her," Luke insisted with this absurd idea.

"Why do you care so much about her?" I asked, confused.

"I've been in her place before, and I just wished someone would help me. It's my duty to do this."

"Does it have anything to do with her looking like a model?" I asked suspiciously. "Did you sleep with her?" I raised my eyebrows, suspicious.

He chuckled. "Okay, Luke, she can stay," I said, and his eyes lit up. "But only for one night."

"Got it, boss," he laughed, smiling.

"Tomorrow is Olivia's birthday, I want to do something nice for her. S