The Love From Vengeance

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LUKE’S POV

I opened my eyes to see myself naked in bed, and the next thing I saw was crazy. Okay, the person I saw lying next to me had me stunned, and things were officially messed up right then. Harriet was on the bed, right next to me. She looked naked; the sheets covered her body.

I wondered if this was just a dream or another imagination of mine. I was left confused, stunned, and open–mouthed. I looked around, and yes, I was in my room. But what the hell was this woman doing here? How in the world did she come into this mansion? What time was it? Was that party still going

on?

I glanced at the clock; it was just 2:00 in the morning. And I was right here in bed with this good–for- nothing woman. I had to slap my face several times, and it was finally verified that this wasn’t a dream. It was real, Luke. It was so fucking real.

I set my eyes on Harriet, who was sleeping peacefully with a satisfied smile on her face. I could just imagine what she did while I was insensible. Now, it all makes sense. This useless woman sent the lady who gave me that drink.

“Harriet!” I forcefully tapped her. “Harriet! Harriet! Wake up, you fool!”

“What is it?” She finally opened her eyes, but she was still drowsy. “Why are you ruining my beauty. sleep?”

“Beauty sleep?! Get your ass out of my goddamn bed, out of this room, and out of this mansion!”

She

gave me a look like I was insane. “What the hell is wrong with you, huh?”

“I should be the one asking you that. What is your problem?”

“You.”

“Me?”

“Yes, you.

kidding me?” I

enjoyed every moment with you. I was reunited with my

look filled with

a motherfucking cowgirl. And with this, I

do know you’re wanted, right?” I

famous Luke Reynold is having sex with a

“That’s fucked up.”

you

know I

to tell everyone?

was boiling with anger just by staring at her, “Oh, I feel like strangling you to death

charged with murder. How great

least you’ll be going

me in the eyes. “I’m going to walk out of this place, and you’re not going to do shit.”

what you think?”

I know,” Harriet replied, and before I knew it, she

would have said that was a nightmare, but no, that idiot was crazy enough

***

under my feet. The sky was gray and gloomy, matching my mood as I made my way towards my son’s grave. Lukel. I had never spent much time with him before he died; I didn’t even know him. But now, standing in front of

sorry, Lukel,” I whispered as I knelt down in front of his headstone. “I genuinely had no ideal you were my blood. If only I could go

family who took good care of you and treated you like you were their own. But as for me, I was just living life, having no knowledge that I had two children–my blood. Your mother hid that from me. But it isn’t

out deeply. “I wish I could turn back time and make

another mourner coming to pay their respects. But instead, I was met with the piercing glare of the one person I had been longing to see the whole time. It was Ariel, and she was standing still, but the dark look on her face reminded me of how things were between the both of us before

went missing.

said softly,

immediately. “And what are you doing here?”

been

a question, didn’t I?