The Love From Vengeance

265: GAMERS

LUKE’S POV

I walked into the living room to see Randy and Ethan engrossed in a soccer video game. They were both sitting on the edge of the couch, their eyes glued to the TV screen.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at their intense concentration. “What are you guys playing?” I asked, trying to stifle my laughter.

“It’s this new soccer game,” Randy replied, not taking his eyes off the screen. “It’s so cool; you should try it.”

“I’m good,” I said, shrugging my shoulders. “I’ll just watch.”

Randy and Ethan continued playing, with Randy leading by four goals to nil. I couldn’t believe how good Randy was at the game; he was completely dominating Ethan. I couldn’t resist teasing him a

little.

“Is this how you spend your mornings, Randy?” I teased. “Beating your brother at video games?” Randy shot me a playful glare. “I’m not just beating him; I’m destroying him,” he said proudly.

I couldn’t help but laugh at his confidence. “Well, I used to be pretty good at this game when I was younger,” I said, trying to sound modest.

“Really?” Randy’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Then why don’t you play against me? Let’s see if you

still have it.”

“Trust me, you do not want that happening.“`

“Why? Are you scared?” Randy playfully smirked at me.

I looked at him for a moment, and if that was what he wanted, then so be it. I couldn’t turn down this challenge now.

I took Ethan’s controller and sat down next to Randy. “Alright, you’re on.

The game began, and I felt the competitive spirit rising. I was determined to beat Randy and show him that I still had what it took. We played with intense focus, both of us trying our best to score goals

and defend our nets.

In the end, I emerged as the clear winner, with six goals to Randy’s nil. I couldn’t resist a smirk of satisfaction as I handed back the controller to Ethan.

“It looks like I’m still the king of this game,” I said, trying to hide my smugness.

Randy rolled his eyes at me, but I could see a hint of admiration in them. “Okay, okay, you win,” he conceded. “But I have to admit, you were pretty good.”

I felt a sense of pride at his words. “Thanks, little guy,” I said, patting him on the back.

Ethan couldn’t stop laughing at Randy’s defeat. “Randy, you got beat. And here you were, acting like you were the beast of this game.”

Ethan. At least I put up a good

each other’s scores. I know it was too early for that, but the morning was quite fun, filled with laughter and friendly competition, and I couldn’t

we eventually put down the controllers, which felt like hours. “You know, Randy,” I said, ruffling his hair.

could see a glimmer of determination in them. Who knows, maybe one day he’ll surpass me in this game. But for now, I was happy to be the reigning champion in

the couch. “Rand’s a loser. Randy’s a loser. Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah.”

will you?” I held him and made him sit down.

I was

your jokes. Do you want

he totally understands. He’s not going to get mad.” Ethan glanced at Randy. “Right, Randy?”

it’s just natural. We always make fun of each other, but that doesn’t mean

not saying you’re enemies. Just be careful,

sir,” Ethan said loudly, in

and ruffled

stairs. Cleaning her eyes. I could tell she was still sleepy.

the couch and quickly walked to her. “You’re finally awake,

little one.”

yawned. “Where’s

ARIEL’S POV

I gave Andre in response to

good? I thought he was shot

unbelievable sometimes,

many times has he been

clearly; it should be two or three.”

“Wow, your husband’s bulletproof.”

“Say what

surprised and a little

feels the pain,

he acts like he doesn’t feel a damn thing,” André told me.

spoon.

going

“No, I’m good.”

You’ve had

shaking my

“Then have some.

“Nah, I’m good.”

uttered. I furrowed my brows at

“What?”

can see what’s happening here,” he said again.

repeated my

have a

one of