The Love From Vengeance

380: FATE’S DECREE

ARIEL’S POV

I stepped out of the comforting familiarity of the kitchen and into the waiting car, a sense of apprehension washed over me. The man in the suit held the door open with an expectant gaze, his impatience was written all over his face.

With a resigned sigh, I slid into the plush leather seat, the cool Interior of the car contrasting sharply with the warmth of the morning sun.

The car started to move, the rhythmic hum of the engine filled the silence, allowing my thoughts to wander.

Marriage to Luke Reynolds. The mere idea felt like a heavy burden pressing down on my shoulders. Could I truly endure a lifetime bound to a man I barely knew, let alone liked? The memory of our brief encounter at the coffee shop, fraught with tension and hostility, lingered in my mind like a bitter aftertaste.

I glanced out the window, watching the familiar streets pass by in a blur. My mind raced with doubts and uncertainties, each one more daunting than the last. Could I find happiness in a marriage dictated by obligation rather than love?

Would I be able to withstand the constant scrutiny and judgment of Luke’s family, with their wealth and Influence looming over me like a shadow?

As the car slowed to a stop, my reverie was abruptly interrupted. I blinked, pulling myself back to the present moment, only to find myself faced with the imposing facade of the Reynold mansion. I felt a knot form in my stomach as I took in the sight, a sense of foreboding settling over me like a shroud.

Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I gathered my resolve and stepped out of the car. The man in the suit followed closely behind, his presence a constant reminder of the weight of my circumstances. As I stood before the imposing gates of the mansion, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease wash over

1. me.

But even in the uncertainty and trepidation, there was a flicker of defiance.burning within me. I may have been thrust into this situation against my will, but I refused to surrender my autonomy without a fight.

With each step closer to the mansion, I steeled myself for the challenges that lay ahead, determined to carve out my own path in a world dictated by the whims of others.

As I crossed the threshold into the opulent foyer of the Reynold mansion, I squared my shoulders and braced myself for whatever lay in store. Whatever may come, I vowed to face it with courage and resilience, refusing to be defined by the circumstances of my birth or the expectations of others. For better or for worse, this was my reality now, and I was determined to make the most of it, come what may.

“Ma’am, I think it’s best you walk faster,” the man from behind said to me.

I didn’t hesitate to glare at him. “Who the hell do you think you are to talk me to like that, huh?”

“I’m sorry, ma’am. Did I do anything wrong?”

380 FATES DECREE

I tell

you threatening me, ma’am?”

to teach you some good manners, young man.”

did that,” he told me.

staring at him.

not have time for this insult. Please, walk faster, so you can

I

already grappling with the impending doom of

I could, “I’m

your unsolicited advice.”

assuming you might

“Trust me, being fashionably late is the least of my worries right now.”

debating whether to laugh or call security. “Ma’am, if

up a hand, cutting him off. “You know what?

the mansion gates. “As you wish, your

footsteps echoing behind me. As

the escort, but I think

in his eyes. “Of course, ma’am.

me to face whatever awaited me Inside

took a deep breath, preparing to step inside, and I had to chuckle, thinking

man just

down, his

arrived, they just had their faces downward, in silence, thinking about whatever. It seemed like they had

mine. “Ariel!‘ He called my name,

daughter. Please come and sit.” He

to him.

anything.