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

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

come

your wealth

it. It’s

don’t even have to think twice. This is not a

getting the point here,

point?”

“Just forget about that,” I said

need to know about that. It’s not the main

get straight to the point;

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

think about it,” I

here. I don’t want you

a cold stare. “If you were concerned about me, you wouldn’t be asking for this huge amount of money. You

rich, Luke Reynold. But I don’t get why

“Give me some time to think about this. I’ll let you know

I guess this meeting was just a waste of

wrong. It isn’t,”

ready, Luke Reynold,” he vocalized and

stripper came in my direction, giving me a desirable smile. But

ARIEL’S POV

an apron tied around her waist, ready

me how to prepare a

kitchen, and the aroma of spices and fresh ingredients filled the ait, creating an atmosphere of

teach you how to make a delicious tuna tartare. It used to be one of my

smiling at her. “Yeah, I’m sure I’m going to love it.” I

selecting the freshest ingredients,” my mom replied, reaching

of vibrant red tuna and placed it on the cutting board. “A good tuna tartare relies heavily on the

tone continued. I watched intently as my

is fresh?”

a vibrant color, firm texture, and a clean, slightly oceanic smell. If it smells