The Love From Vengeance

74: NEED TO KNOW

LUKE’S POV

I inade my way out of the strip club, scanning my surroundings, hoping to catch a glimpse of the mysterious man. I couldn’t remember what he looked like since I had never seen him before. However, he did mention over the phone that he would be wearing a white hoodie.

My eyes finally caught someone putting on the white hoodie, his hands dipped in the pockets of his pants. I did nothing but watch him as he advanced towards me.

When he got close, I noticed that he had his face covered. He was putting on a black mask that hid every part of his visage. The two of us, now adjacent, looked at each other.

“Luke Reynold, sorry for coming late,” he said. His tone was playful and unserious.

“It’s okay,” I told him, and he chuckled. “You want the both of us to meet, right? I’m here. You’re here. So, let’s get this conversation done with.”

“Why are you in a hurry, Luke Reynold? We have a lot of time. We can just chill and watch these strippers dance their hearts out. You can even get one for yourself. You know, after we’re done with our discussion.”

“Sorry, but I’m not into any of those chicks. Let’s just discuss this outside. So we can get home on time.”

“Wow, it’s actually a nice thing for you, huh? You have a family, people waiting for you at home. Spending time with each and every one of them.”

“Why are you saying all this?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Because I do not have a family. I live my boring life all by myself,” he answered.

“Okay,” I uttered slowly. “Well, I’m kind of sorry about that.”

He chuckled. “Oh please. Keep your fake sympathy to yourself. I don’t need it.”

“Okay then. Now tell me, what is this important information you have for me?” I asked. “I need to know.”

“It seems like you’ve forgotten about our conversation on the phone.”

“No, I haven’t. I haven’t also forgotten about the fact that you were totally out of your mind.”

He let out a light laugh. “Are you talking about the five hundred million dollars I told you to pay?”

a huge amount of

You’re a motherfucking billionaire. That’s not going to be

but come on,” I

cherish your wealth

not it.

even have to think

getting the point here, are you?” I crossed my

point?”

deeply. “Just forget about that,” I said underneath my breath. “You haven’t even told

don’t need to know about that. It’s not the

just get straight to the point; enough

he said, with a nod. “So, are you giving me that money

about it,”

here.

me, you wouldn’t be asking for

Luke Reynold. But I don’t get

being chintzy around here,” I said slowly. “Give me some time to

meeting was just a waste of

isn’t,”

you when you’re ready, Luke Reynold,” he vocalized and

me a desirable smile. But as she

ARIEL’S POV

stood in the spacious kitchen, an apron tied around her waist, ready to impart her culinary wisdom

was going to teach me how to prepare

close to the kitchen, and the aroma of spices and fresh

going to teach you how to make a delicious tuna tartare. It used to be one of my father’s favorite food and I’m sure you’ll love it

her. “Yeah, I’m sure I’m going to love it.” I spoke slowly, observing

by selecting the freshest ingredients,” my mom replied,

and placed it on the cutting board. “A good tuna

intently as my mom expertly sliced the tuna into

the fish is fresh?” I asked, my

smiled, her hands moving swiftly. “Fresh fish should have a vibrant color, firm texture, and a clean, slightly oceanic smell. If