The Love From Vengeance

5 STUCK IN NEGATIVITY

LUKE’S POV

I sat on the floor with a dolesome countenance and tons of cigarettes on the floor, and the room was partly covered with smoke. My phone had been ringing; different people were calling me, but I decided to ignore each and every one of them.

My phone was far from me, so I couldn’t actually tell the people who were calling, but one thing was for sure: my grandfather was included in that list of callers. I didn’t know how I was going to reply to him. What was I going to tell him concerning this Ariel situation?

It had been an hour, and I was just sitting here like a helpless man, like someone who was completely broken and could never be fixed back.

I heard a knock on my door, but I didn’t say anything. I was not in the mood to talk to anyone. But I sighed in annoyance the moment the knocks got louder. “Who’s there?” I groaned.

The person replied, “It’s Bridget, sir.‘

“What is it now?” I queried in tiredness.

“You have a visitor,” she let me know.

“Tell that person to go back; I don’t want to speak with anyone right now.”

“Uhmm, sir, I told him that you weren’t in the mood to talk to anyone, but he said he must speak with you.”

“What does he want to talk about?” I leisurely got up from the ground, tuckered, and then I went to open the door.

I looked at Bridget, scanning her from up to down, and she did the same.

“What?” I asked her immediately.

“It’s nothing,” she said, shaking her head and starting to walk away.

“I never said you could leave!” I vocalized, and she paused immediately, I bowed to her, looked her in the eyes, and walked away. I could tell she was frightened at that very moment.

I wasn’t even given another chance to turn my face

face in pain, I steadily rose to my feet, only to see this huge, dark dude. He was muscular and also baldheaded. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, wondering what

said, showing up from behind the dude with his hands fixed in his pockets. “You actually

“I can explain…”

grandfather cut me off. “The fact that you’re stupid? He gave me a

do not understand, grandpa.”

had to marry a foolish woman who gave birth to a

disobeyed; I can’t even tell who’s more foolish between you and your father. You both are nitwits. It was a great thing that

my grandfather in rage. “How can you say such a thing about your

“Point of correction: he’s not my son. I clearly told him not to marry that lady, but he went ahead and did that anyway, being ungrateful for all the wealth I gave him.

my

he kept on insulting

a lady who has so much respect. But you went

him in the eyes. “It seems like you’ve forgotten about the time I

you going to say now, huh? That the good for nothing

a whore grandpa!”

seen how she dresses naked

I set my eyes on the muscular guy, who was making a serious face, not looking at us, not even for a

came to an end. “Now I see what’s going on here,” he said, pointing his finger at me, and I couldn’t help but give him a confused look with my brow arched. “You just love having

is not true.” I denied his words, my

why you keep on following that whore like a fool. It’s because she’s so good in bed and nothing

in anger. “That is a big, fat lie! I love Harriet, and the feelings I have for her cannot be taken away

He turned to the big dude standing close to him. “Did you just see what he did? He’s finally gotten

ner

sorry, it’s just

keep your apology to yourself!” He interrupted me. “I

looked at him with