The Love From Vengeance

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LUKE’S POV

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Okay, so I had gone a little far in this saunter of mine, and I couldn’t stop thinking about the argument I had with Ariel. She was really annoying, to the point that I was about to unleash the beast inside of me.

Growing up and living my life all these years, I don’t think I’ve touched a woman. In fact, I even hated it when men did that to ladies, to their wives. I find it so absurd. But moments ago, there was almost a change of thoughts. Ariel’s annoying words almost caused me to transfigure into a monster, and I was seriously avoiding that. I’m glad that I wasn’t taken away by anger.

Now, a promise had already been made to my grandfather, and I would be spending the rest of my goddamn life with that woman. I pray I don’t beat the living soul out of her; it’s something I never wanted. So, if she wanted me to fulfill my grandfather’s wishes completely, she better compose

herself.

I was still treading in the forest, hearing different sounds of creatures that were scary enough to make someone jump off their butts continuously.

I had to cease this walk the moment I saw dead bodies on the ground, and some were being devoured by worms. It was really disgusting and frightful for some people, I guess, but not me.

I couldn’t take my eyes off these lifeless bodies, and I kind of felt sorry for these people. It was obvious that they were murdered. And anyone else, except for me, who was moving in this forest, might have the same fate.

Now that I have come to think of it, Ariel’s still in the forest, and if care’s not taken, she might be killed as well. We all know that a lady’s terror is worse than that of a chicken. And even though I hated her, I wasn’t going to let anything terrific happen to her. She was not going to be a dead piece of crap.

Hell no.

After all these thoughts, I turned around, making my way to where I had left Ariel, along with that baldheaded man. What was his name again? Oh yeah, Foster.

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ARIEL’S POV

“Ariel Clinton, one of the owners of The Vitality Group. It’s such a nice thing to see you,” Blake said, walking closer in my direction. Oh yeah, Foster was behind me.

There were three men who stood behind Blake, looking sort of huge, with shades on their eyes, and each of them was holding guns, which had me really terrified.

others. But I always had my doubts about him. And I had to find out that he was stealing some of the company’s money and that he was planning to take

he lost his job. So, taking a look at these men with guns, I could tell that he had finally come to take revenge.

although I could guess the

you that. What are you doing here?”

smile.

the answer to that,” I replied, and my tone

I don’t. But I think I’ll make a quick guess. You’re running for your

my look said everything. And even though my anger was so intense, would it be powerful enough to prevail over bullets? I feel like those men are going to fire me at any moment. Let them hit the chest anyway, the burdens would

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and wanted to shoot, but I stopped him. When I turned to Blake, I could see how the three men were already pointing their

guns still pointing at Foster

again, what are you doing here?” My unfriendly tone remained, and my face

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his fake grin. “I just came to enjoy the sweet scent of nature, taking a look at the beautiful trees and the ravishing sky. Everything is just so

straight to the point!” I snapped, crossing my

Blake said, gently stroking his chin with his eyes downward. That irritating smile

me, he said, “I attacked you twice, but you escaped death. How lucky are you?” He exhaled deeply after that. “But it’s too bad; luck won’t

you?” Foster

I’m the hero here, trying to put an end to the villain, right in my

at Foster.

Foster’s question came with a raised

his head with a sigh. “Are you dumb, or what? Can’t you see a lady standing right

young man. Don’t make me rip your heart out.

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Blake,

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need to calm down, okay?” I whispered to Foster.

down? Those guys need to be taught

you try to

Foster cut me