The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 255

255: IN MY MANSION

LUKE’S POV

“Lakel Luke!”

I awoke to the sound of resounding screams, my name plastered across the mouth of whoever was carrying out that nonsense. I turned to Ariel; she was still sleeping, her hands wrapping around me.

But then I heard my name again. “Luke! Come down here!” And that voice sounded like my great- aunt. No need for arguments; it was definitely her.

I slowly took Ariel’s hands off me, put on some shorts, and then put on a shirt. I left my room to see what all the screaming was about.

Treading down the stairs, I saw my great–aunt in the living room, dressed in her night outfit. Undoubtedly, she had recently awoken, yet she was present and generating this abhorrent din.

My eyes went further, and my mother stood close but not too close to the canon. She looked kind of broken and hurt; the expression on her face said it all.

My great–aunt finally caught sight of me, and she didn’t hesitate to give me a glare. But I couldn’t be terrified by that.

“What am I seeing here?” she barked

at me.

I looked at her in a confused manner. “I’m sorry. Say what now?”

“What is this trash doing here?” She gestured toward my mother.

“Who, she?” looked at my mom, then I looked back at this woman. “She, of course; who else would I be talking about?”

some respect; that’s my mother right there.”

My great–aunt gave me a disgusting face. “She

you to say

Have

don’t think it’s possible. Since you

her come into this house?”

you asking

pay. I will ensure that person

I’m the one who did it,” I told her at that very moment. “I’m the one who took

to this mansion.

  1. IN MY MANSION

you

let her come in? I can’t bear to see

deserves to be

think

“Do you

idea what this woman has

my father, or was she just going to accuse her of doing something terrible? My grandfather

ever reaching my eyes. This woman really had me fucked up. At times, a mere glance could unveil a world of disdain and

take a look at yourself. My gaze pierces through the facade of civility to reveal the storm brewing within. With each passing glance, a torrent of contempt flows unchecked, coloring my perception of the world in shades of loathing and

that she had no knowledge of that. So, I could be right. Perhaps it was a deep–rooted prejudice, a past betrayal, or an unresolved conflict that festered

path. My dark path which has not been revealed to her, Because those feelings were concealed. But right now, my

was clear in the air, suffocating this woman in its path. A stare that was a dagger, an expression that was a blow to the spirit of this woman who dared to do shit and act different, who dared to come to my mansion to start telling me

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