The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 333

333: SURVIVING THE STORM 

ARIEL’S POV 

Luke’s question hung in the air, unanswered, while the men descended upon him with brutal force. I watched in horror as they unleashed a flurry of blows, their fists raining mercilessly down upon him. 

It was so painful to witness such an assault. What could I do right now? How could I put an end to the terrific scene unfolding before me? 

I 

“Stop!” I screamed, my voice raw with desperation, as I struggled against my restraints, helpless to 

intervene. 

“That’s enough! 

A voice resounded in the room. A familiar voice indeed. 

To verify my thoughts, I slowly turned in that direction, and stepping out of the shadows was Bernardo. 

He wore a black shirt that tightened around his body. His look was not nice. 

“Bernardo?” I vocalized in hushed tones, looking fixedly at him as he stepped closer. “Don’t tell me you’re 

the one behind this.” 

“Are you surprised?” He asked a question, raising an eyebrow. “You rat me out, didn’t you?” 

“Oh, Laura confronted you?” 

“Shut up!” He snapped without hesitation. “Shut the hell up, Ariel! If you continue, it will destroy my 

marriage. 

“Watch your mouth,” Luke chimed in, breathing heavily from the intense assault. “That’s my wife you’re 

talking to.” 

“You shut up!” Bernardo barked at Luke, pointing his finger at me. “This wife of yours is nothing but a snitch. And trust me, I am going to make her pay. I will ruin your life; I will ruin your marriage, just as she 

did to me.” 

“Don’t put the blame on me. You were the one cheating on your wife,” I defended. 

“And so what? I’ve been doing this for years.” 

I couldn’t believe my ears. 

“Hold on. So you’re telling me that you’ve been sleeping with other women behind Laura’s back all these 

years?” 

“Yes, I have! And she never caught me! But you came and ruined everything.” 

“You want to know something, Bernardo? That’s disgusting.” I told him boldly. 

“I love your courage, Ariel. But you and your husband are going to die. That’s what you get for messing 

with me.” 

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“Well, I’m glad Laura now knows the kind of man you are.” 

“What’s your gain, then? You’re going to die anyway!” Bernardo squatted closer to me; his tone was low, and his smirk was baleful. 

He stood up, looking at the other two men in the room. “I want you both to beat the hell out of them. Just torture them and make them scream for mercy. “For the death, we’ll handle that later.” 

“Yes, sir. We’ll do as you have told us.” 

Bernardo glanced at me once again. “I hope you enjoy yourself, Ariel. Look at what your foolishness has 

done to you.” 

“Don’t speak bad about her, you moron,” Luke defended me. “I tell you this: we’re not afraid. And should you believe that you are capable of causing our demise, you are merely jeopardizing your own credibility.” 

Bernardo glared at Luke. “What are you both? Gods or something?” 

“No, but our love is strong. Because the heavens hold us tight,” Luke replied. 

“We’ll see about that,” Bernardo said, walking away. 

The two men looked at each other, shrugged, and continued their brutal assault. Yet, Luke and I endured the pain with stoic determination. 

Blood trickled down our faces, mingling with sweat and tears, yet we refused to cry out. Instead, we clung to each other’s hands tightly, finding solace and strength in our shared love and defiance against Bernardo’s cruelty. 

That man! I had no idea he was this heartless. 

With each blow, our resolve grew stronger, and our gazes never wavered from each other’s eyes. We silently communicated our unwavering commitment, making our bond unbreakable even in the face of 

such brutality. 

Despite the agony coursing through our bodies, Luke and I remained united, our love serving as a shield against the onslaught of violence. We refused to let Bernardo’s hatred tear us apart finding courage in 

our shared struggle. 

The brutal beating continued, our grip on each other tightened, and our silent solidarity was a testament to the depth of our love. Though battered and bruised, we remained steadfast, our hearts beating as one 

against the storm raging around us. 

LUKE’S POV 

These men went really hard on the both of us, like their lives depended on it. It was really painful, and they seemed determined to end our lives. But I wasn’t going to let that happen. 

I didn’t know how I was going to stop them, but I was not going to let them kill us. And my anger was boiling each moment, watching Ariel submerge in pain. 

But everything grew more intense, the anger deepened, and now the monster within me was ready to surface. 

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