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 friend last night, and it was so amazing.”

her a look filled with so much bitterness. “You

How you had sex with me, how I rode you like a motherfucking cowgirl. And

know you’re wanted, right?”

came up with a catchy headline.” She moved her hand dramatically as she uttered, “The famous Luke Reynold is having sex with a criminal, fucking and banging the wanted Harriet Donald. How does that

“That’s fucked up.”

because you fucked

both know I

what you’re going to tell everyone? You think they’re going to buy

by staring at her, “Oh, I feel like strangling you to death right

be charged with murder. How

least you’ll be going straight to

“I’m going to walk out of this place,

that what you think?”

it, she injected me

time I regained consciousness, it was dawn, and Harriet was already gone. I would have said that was a nightmare, but no, that idiot was

***

crunching 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

his headstone. “I genuinely had no ideal you were my blood. If only I could go back in time,

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 her fault. She knew what a monster I was. And the times I touched her, she was not

“I wish I could turn back time and

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

went missing.

said softly, walking to her.

she said, and I stopped immediately. “And what are

you been this

didn’t I?