The Love From Vengeance

97 AND THERE WE STOOD

ARIEL’S POV

Now here I was, standing still, and staring at Luke, who was also staring at me across the road. The anger within me was quite clear, and I just wanted to sove him, and kneel his balls, or something. But some other mind told me to not do anything stupid.

And Luke was really stupid, acting crazy continuously. So, I too needed to do the same, so I could handle him pretty well. As the Ava Max song goes, sweet but a psycho. I’m so going to show this man how crazy I could get.

As Luke’s intense gaze continued to bore into me, I couldn’t help but wonder what thoughts were running through his head. Was he angry? Confused?

Why was he going to be angry anyway? He was the one who did shit. If someon was to be upset around here, it should be me. And confused? Nah, he obviously knew what I had in mind right now.

But whatever it was in his head, I couldn’t deny the urge to speak my mind and let him know exactly how I felt. I knew it would probably start an argument. Yeah, it was definitely going to start an argument.

Well I was sick and tired of his goddamn demeanor. It was just so galling. Tongue -lashing him was something I was planning on carrying out, right here, right

now.

But now, I just couldn’t. I couldn’t flaunt the rage within me, and I felt frozen for some reason. With the gaze still on, I felt like a statue. And looking into his eyes, I could recall the past conflicts between us.

EIGHT YEARS AGO

down my face, each drop carrying the weight of my

with fear. His expression was so menacing, so full of an inexplicable intensity, that I couldn’t

thick with worry, and every step he took seemed to echo in the room, each one bringing him closer to where I sat, feeling smaller and more vulnerable than ever. The sight of him, coupled with his piercing gaze, left *me trembling in anticipation of what might come next. It felt like the walls were

in on me, and I was frozen in place, unable to escape the

confrontation

the strength to confront him, but his intimidating presence seemed

had slowed down, each passing second stretching into an eternity of uncertainty and dread. I desperately thought of a way out, a way to break free from the paralyzing

ticked by, each one feeling heavier than the last, until finally, he stood before me, his presence casting a long, foreboding shadow over the room. I braced myself for whatever was to come, my heart pounding in

his face closer to mine.” What a golddigger you are. You

forcefully, causing me to wince in pain. His grip on my jaw was tight and unyielding, causing a sharp pain to shoot through my body.

expression remained dark and brooding, his hatred for me evident in his eyes. Despite my attempts to reason with him all these

to do anything baleful around here. Because at the moment, he was under the influence of

what you want, huh? To live in wealth? Is this not what you want?!” Luke snarled, angrily pressing against my face.

I could feel the pain shooting through my entire body. I wanted to scream, to fight back, but I knew it would only make things worse. So I closed my eyes and tried to block out the agony,

my life miserable. So why shouldn’t I do the same? Why shouldn’t I make your life miserable?” His tone was

I could feel his frustration and anger mounting as he demanded for me to speak.

too much, preventing me from uttering

word.