The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 127

127 ON MY KNEES 

LUKE’S POV 

I couldn’t believe this woman was making me do this. But I knew I had to play along it I wanted to find Ariel. This woman must be feeling so full of herself at the 

moment. 

I slowly got down on my knees, feeling the hard ground beneath me. I could feel Andre’s gaze on me, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I was too angry and embarrassed. 

“Come on, Luke, beg me,” my mother taunted. 

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. “Please, Mom, tell me where Ariel is. I’ll do anything.” 

She just laughed, her mocking tone only adding fuel to my anger. 

Suddenly, a car pulled up in front of us, and two men in suits stepped out. I could see the glint of their guns in the moonlight. 

“Who the hell are these guys?” I asked, still on my knees. 

My mother’s smirk widened. “They’re here to make sure you and your little friend don’t try anything stupid.” 

I looked over at Andre, who was still standing, his hands held up in surrender.” What are we supposed to do now, huh?” 

“We have to stay calm and do as they say,” Andre replied, his voice shaking slightly. 

The two men approached us, their guns still pointed at us. One of them spoke in a gruff voice. “Alright, boys, let’s take a walk to the car. And don’t try any funny business.” 

We both stood up slowly, keeping our hands up and followed the two men to the car. I had a feeling something like this was going to happen. 

The moment we reached the car, one of the men opened the door and gestured for us to get in. I hesitated, but Andre gave me a reassuring nod, and we both climbed into the backseat. The men entered the car as well. I could see, through the window, my mother entering her car. She began to drive, and these men moved behind her. 

The car finally stopped, and Andre and I were not talking to each other the whole time. The men got out and dragged us out of the vehicle. It was such a painful 

thing that the billionaire, Luke Reynold, was being treated this way, 

Stepping out of her car, my mother walked to the both of us, her smirk still on her face. I had to glare at her once more, but all she could do was give me that galling expression. 

“You want to know where Ariel is, right?” She asked, raising her brows at me. My dark iook didn’t fade off my face, nor was I being sacred around here. This part of me told me to rip her head off, and another part was like, Just let the goddamn witch be.” 

“Yes, we do,” Andre replied to her question. 

She didn’t hesitate to glare at him. “I wasn’t talking to you.” 

I looked around; we were in a forest, and the ground was really sticky. I glanced back at her and quickly elbowed the man who was holding me, breaking his grip. Before he could bring his gun out of his pocket, I gave him a spear, Roman Reigns style, and of course, he had to land on the ground. 

I was about to deliver powerful punches to him when I felt a gun pointing at the back of my head. A sigh escaped my lips, probably from that witch or the other idiot who was present. Yeah, there were three idiots: Andre and the other two men. I wasn’t pleased with the folks present with me. 

“You try to do shit again, and I’ll shoot you,” my mother said. She was the one pressing the gun against the back of 

my head. 

I laughed, slowly getting up, and the gun didn’t change its position one bit. Still, in a slow manner, I turned around, and now the gun was right on my forehead. 

“Are you going to kill me?” I asked her, my hands raised a little. 

“If you try to act smart, I won’t spare you,” she answered, not taking her gun down. 

“You are crazy.” 

“And you are an idiot!” She retorted. 

I exhaled deeply. “So, how are you feeling right now?” 

“What do you mean by that?” She raised an eyebrow. 

“Well, the fact that you keep on doing evil and you’re just happy with all of your… actions. Come on, have you even sat down one day to think about the people you’ve caused so much pain? You killed my father, your husband, and you had to murder your friend, too. Do you have any idea how broken I was,.learning that my parents were no more? Sir Reynold, on the other hand, was shattered because of the death of his son.” 

“Am I supposed to care? That old fool never liked me, but he was the smart one in the family. I loved his thinking, but too bad he couldn’t get rid of me. I got your father’s money, and now I’m here, about to take yours as well.” 

“What do you mean by that?” 

“What’s there to explain?” She shrugged. “I’m about to take your money. It’s as simple as that.”