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?”

huge

billionaire. You’re a motherfucking billionaire. That’s

but come

wealth

it. It’s just

cut me off. “Come on now, Luke Reynold. You don’t even have to think twice. This is

the point here,

the point?” He

out deeply. “Just forget about that,” I said

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

the

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

about

you better be fast about that. I’m only being concerned around here. I don’t want you dying or losing one of your loved

you wouldn’t be asking for this

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

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

this meeting was just a

It isn’t,” I

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

giving me a desirable smile. But as she got closer,

ARIEL’S POV

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

was going to teach me how to prepare a remarkable dish

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

her, feeling like a Sensel. “Today, I’m going to teach you how to make a delicious tuna tartare. It used to be

sure I’m going to love it.” I spoke slowly, observing the ingredients. “Where do

selecting the freshest ingredients,”

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

as my mom expertly sliced the tuna

do you know when the fish is

color, firm texture, and a clean, slightly