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.”

“Shut up, Ethan. At least I put

early for that, but the morning was quite fun, filled with laughter and friendly competition, and I couldn’t have asked for a better way to spend it. Well, there

hours. “You know, Randy,” I

knows, maybe one day he’ll surpass me in this game. But for

loudly, standing on the couch. “Rand’s a loser. Randy’s a loser.

I held him and made

I was just joking.”

have to be careful with your jokes. Do you want to upset

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

always make

not saying you’re enemies. Just be careful, okay?”

sir,” Ethan said loudly, in a

and ruffled his hair. “Silly.”

Janice pooped up on the stairs. Cleaning her eyes. I could tell she was

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

little one.”

“Where’s

ARIEL’S POV

all good,” I gave Andre in response

I thought he was shot in the shoulder.”

unbelievable

many times has he been

can’t remember clearly; it should

“Wow, your husband’s

“Say what

and a little

feels the pain, though.”

thing,” André told me. I

spoon.

you going

“No, I’m good.”

You’ve

shaking my head.

“Then have some.

“Nah, I’m good.”

uttered. I furrowed my brows at him promptly. “I see what’s happening here.”

“What?”

can see what’s happening

repeated my question.

don’t want to have a taste

me?” I heaved one