The Love From Vengeance

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LUKE’S POV

I was still at the club, waiting for Tiffany, and I was getting angry that she had not arrived yet. What was taking her so late? She was the one who said we should meet here, so what was with the delay? Women can be really messed up sometimes.

This woman just came out of nowhere and stared, rocking her ass on my groin. I just stood in confusion, enjoying the view, though. But I wasn’t up for this. And as I could feel myself about to get hard, I shifted backwards. When she realized I was no longer near her, she turned around.

She purred, “Come on, baby, allow me to demonstrate a good time to you,” swaying her hips seductively.

I shook my head and tried to move away, but she followed me, along my chest.

her hands trailing

“I’m waiting for someone; I can’t do this,” I said firmly, trying to push her away.

She pouted, but then her eyes lit up as she caught sight of someone behind me.

“Ooh, who’s your friend?” she asked, her attention now on Tiffany, who had finally arrived.

I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for the distraction. But as Tiffany approached us, I noticed something was off. She was stumbling and slurring her words, clearly drunk.

“What the hell, Tiff? Are you okay?” I asked, concerned.

She just giggled and stumbled closer to the woman, who was still trying to grind

on me.

She slurred, her speech barely coherent.

the situation to her. “No, she’s just some random girl who won’t leave me alone.”

continued to laugh and flirt with

but she was also embarrassing me in front of

we please just leave this place, Tiff? I’ve had enough of this club,” I said, grabbing her arm and trying to lead her away.

she resisted, pulling away from me and

have some fun. We can all dance together,”

I was tired of waiting for Tiffany and tired of her always being late and causing drama. I was tired of her drinking and making a fool of herself.

I declared as I stormed out of the club, leaving Tiffany

to my car, I stopped, feeling guilty for leaving Tiffany there. She was drunk; she shouldn’t be in a place that is rowdy like that. She needed to go

traced Tiffany, and went to carry her. She was a total mess, embarrassing herself, but it seemed like the people around her were enjoying her company. No concern anyway;

vehicle, she immediately climbed into the backseat and dragged me along on top of her. Man, she was really drunk. His

to get drunk,

said in her drunken state, her eyes barely opening. “I love

her. Should I feel

ARIEL’S POV

see if I could see that lady, who looked like Harriet, nearby. But no, maybe I was just imagining things. But that didn’t matter now, not when I was searching for my little boy. So I kept on

Lukel, where are you?” I had been searching for quite a while now, asking every person I

and bright blue eyes. But no one seemed to

a stand where a magician was performing tricks. I hesitated for a moment, thinking it was just another distraction from my search. But something inside me

son, Lukel, being the magician’s assistant, with a big smile on his face. My heart melted at the sight of my

the stage. “There you are! I’ve been looking for you everywhere.