The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 222

222: OPENED EYES, IN THE DARK 

LUKE’S POV 

Feeling someone’s fingers on my shoulder, I turned around. I didn’t even get to see whose face it was because I was immediately slammed in the face, and only God knows what. Everywhere turned black. 

The world’s best and most beautiful things cannot be seen or touched. They must be felt with the 

heart. Helen Keller. 

ARIEL’S POV 

“You were lucky my men didn’t kill you. Those guys were fools to not get the job done,” Mason 

vocalized. 

“You bastard. Do you think you can get rid of me? Just wait till I make you bleed, till I torture you. Talk, I will make you pay for everything you did.” 

Mason chuckled. “I can’t wait. This is going to be like a Netflix movie, right?” 

“You think I’m joking with you?” 

“Nah, I just don’t consider what you’re saying to be serious. One thing I had to find out about you is that you’re simply a person of words, not actions. I remember you saying you’d get Luke to sign those divorce papers. What happened? You did nothing.” 

I chuckled. “Have you ever wondered what happened to your friend?” 

“Who is that? Which friend are you talking about?” 

“Harriet,” I replied. 

“Harriet? What have you done to her?” 

“Let’s just say I put her in her place. You’ll join soon.” 

“I wish. I mean, come on, you can kill Harriet if you want; that’s none of my business. Just don’t come doing shit, alright?” 

Glaring at Mason, I pushed him back before waking up. I stood close to the servers. 

“Good evening, miss. How may I be of help to you?” One of the servers greeted me with a grin. 

“Just give me a drink, please.” 

“Any drink, you say, right?” 

I nodded, and he snapped his fingers before waking up. It took some minutes before he returned with a glass of water and handed it to me. 

“Thank you,” was what I told him. 

“You’re welcome. By the way, my name is George. 

222: OPENED EYES, IN THE DARK 

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“Oh, I didn’t ask, but… okay.” I took a sip of my drink and let out a sigh. 

“Yeah, miss. So, do you want anything else?” He asked, his palms fixed together. I shook my head and told him to ensure my glass remained full. 

“I’ll make sure of it, beautiful,” George said with a wink. 

I rolled my eyes. The last thing I needed was someone flirting with me. Like, did this guy think this was a movie or something? 

“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be mingling with the guests?” I asked George, trying to get him away 

from me. 

“I can take a break for a little while,” he replied, leaning against the wall beside me. 

I raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t that against your job description?” 

He chuckled. “I’ll make an exception for a beautiful woman like you.” 

I couldn’t help but smile at his persistence. He was cute, I had to admit, but hell no, I was not going to go through with this sh*t. 

“Listen, George. I appreciate the attention, but I’m not here to socialize.” 

“Or you don’t want to chat with me because I’m not in your status?” 

“Seriously?” I raised an eyebrow. “That’s what you’re thinking?” 

He nodded. “Nevermind, nevermind, I get it. Well, if you need anything, I’ll be around.” 

I thanked him and watched as he walked away. I took a deep breath and continued to scan the room. I saw Mason across the room, laughing and chatting with some guests. I had no idea the scumbag could relate to people like that. I continued to watch him, glaring. His eyes would meet mine, and he would notice the look I was giving him. But he would smirk and turn his face away, back to the people he was talking to. 

I took my eyes off him, looking around at the magnificent hall, everyone looking absolutely stunning in different designs. I was trying to see if I could spot Laura anywhere, but I didn’t catch sight of her. “Looking for someone?” A familiar voice echoed behind me. 

I turned around at that very moment. It was André. It had actually been quite a while since I saw his face. Now, here we were, standing, looking at each other. 

“I’m glad you’re back, Ariel,” he said softly, his hands fixed in his pockets. “So tell me, where have you been all this time?” 

“Far from here.” 

“I realized that. But why did you leave like that? Or is there some explanation for this? Did someone try to kill you?” 

LUKE’S POV 

222: OPENED EYES, IN THE DARK 

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My eyes fluttered open, met by an overwhelming darkness enveloping me. Panic surged through my body as I realized I couldn’t move my hands. A tight restraint cut into my wrists, binding me to the ground. The air was stale, and the room felt suffocatingly small. I strained my eyes to make out any semblance of my surroundings, but the darkness seemed impenetrable, offering no clues as to where I was or who had brought me here. 

A faint sound echoed in the distance, barely audible over the deafening silence of the room. My breath caught in my throat as I strained to hear more, my senses on high alert. Footsteps approached, slow and deliberate, sending shivers down my spine. The sound grew louder and closer until, finally, a dim light flickered to life, casting eerie shadows across the room.