The Love From Vengeance

103 LEFT IN WHIRL

LUKE’S POV

“I see. And how long has he been waiting?” I asked Marcus.

“Well, it had been a few minutes. And I tried telling him that you didn’t want to be disturbed. But he kept on insisting that he wants to speak with you.”

I stood still, silent for seconds, processing his words. Of course, I knew Lucifer was the one who wanted to see me. Our business had not been over yet, and I just wished it was.

He was the one who called me at the mall today, and we had to discuss a lot of things, prompting the conversation to be a long–lasting one. He brought a lot of nonsense out of his mouth, talking about my loved ones who were no more, and it sparked an anger right inside of me.

I wanted nothing to do with him again, and he could keep his goddamn information to himself.

Ariel glanced at me, her body still covered in flour. And the face she made was so funny, that I wanted to laugh at her. Well, I decided to hold it.

“Go hit the shower,” I told her, before leaving the kitchen. Marcus walked behind

1. me.

I marched to the door, burning with rage. And whatever that guy had to tell me. He could keep it to himself. His intense passion for money had spawned him to do shit, spit nonsense, and to be moved by lunacy. Well, he could go dwell in the sewers for all I care.

I walked to the gate, and I opened it. I couldn’t see anyone standing there. The area was just void, no single soul passing by. I wondered were this guy was. It seemed like his fear had overshadowed him, and he had finally disappeared. If that was the case, then he had some senses.

“I can’t see him anywhere,” Marcus said, looking around. His finger pointed to a part of the ground. “He was right here.”

I let out a deep sigh. “I guess he’s gone.”

“But with his words, he seemed determined to have a conversation with you.”

“Oh, Marcus. We can’t actually understand some certain people. They’re just crazy.”

Just then, I felt a hand on my back, and I quickly turned around. It was Lucifer, or

whatever his concrete name was.

his normal outfit, and it had me

going to show up,” he spoke.

is, you have to say, tell

cleared his throat, and

Marcus. “You can

sir,” he nodded, and made his way

of this nonsense. Why are you acting like you’re obsessed with

flatter

out this bullshit?” I gave him

face.

trying to

don’t need your help,” I retorted. “You can keep your information to yourself. It’s going to be of no use to

you

replied coldly. “But it’s

Reynold, you’re going to be so surprised when

Keep that shit to

no need for

him. “It seems like you don’t know how crazy you look,

crazy. But I have a purpose around here,

“Money is your only

that’s everyone’s purpose

shaking

Luke Reynold. You can be really funny sometimes.”

10 LDT

off me.” I gave him

“You need to….”

him, seizing his hand, and tossing him to the ground. As he stood up, I

I yelled at him,

stare, I watched as he leisurely rose from the ground, trying to catch his breath.

in the grave! How dare you?!” I forcefully kicked him, and he fell down again.

heavily, as he struggled to get to his feet. “If only you knew about your mother’s true colors,

mother’s true colors? What do you mean by that?” I asked, totally confused of what he was