The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 93

93 MORNING FEATS 

ARIEL’S POV 

i woke up the next morning, lying close to Lukel. Our fingers were intertwined. I couldn’t help but admire his ravishing face, his innocent face. And his body seemed to have been better than last night. 

I stood up from the bed, and Janice was still sleeping. I couldn’t help but smile at her lovely face. These two always brought joy to me any time I glanced at their ravishing countenances. 

I needed to leave them anyway. I still had a mission that needed to be accomplished. And there was no way, I would be taking my children to Luke’s mansion. Hell no. I didn’t even like the fact that they were in New Haven. I wanted them to be far away from here. 

As I left the room, I crashed into Andre, and I was about to fall, but he held me. We looked into each other’s eyes for seconds, before he finally took me to a 

higher position. And then he let go of me. 

“You’re leaving now?” Andre asked. 

I exhaled deeply, and replied him in hushed tones, saying, “Yes. Yes I am.” 

“Are you seriously going to leave your kids?” 

“They’re safe here.” 

“What do you mean by that?” 

“Andre. Please, just watch over them for me. I know you love them as much as I do.” 

“I see,” he said lowly, with a slow nod, looking downwards. And then he fixed his eyes on me. “You got married to Luke right after I left New Haven. Why didn’t you inform me about it?” 

“Well, it actually didn’t cross my mind.” 

“Yeah, I get that,” Andre spoke beneath his breath. “How did the two of you even get back together?” 

“It’s….. kind of a long story.” 

“Brother!” 

*Andre and I turned around immediately, and we saw Mason, making his way to 

the both of us, a huge smile on his face. 

LUKE’S POV 

I woke up in the morning, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face. I stretched. my arms and yawned, slowly opening my eyes. As I sat up in bed, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of the worthless dreams that still lagered in my mind. Ariel bullshit. 

1 swung my legs over the edge of the bed and planted my feet on the soft carpet. The floor felt cool against my bare skin as I stood up and made my way toward the bathroom. The tiles under my feet were smooth and cool, waking me up with each step. 

I turned the faucet, and water started flowing from the showerhead. I adjusted the temperature, making sure it was just right – not too hot, not too cold. 

Stepping into the shower, I felt the water stirring down my body, washing away the lingering tiredness from my limbs. 

I grabbed the bar of soap and lathered it in my hands, the scent of fresh rain filling the air. I closed my eyes and let the water rinse away the soap, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. I reached for the shampoo and massaged it into my hair, the scent of mint awakening my senses. 

After rinsing off the shampoo, I turned off the shower and stepped out onto the fluffy bath mat. I towel–dried my body, feeling the softness of the fabric against my skin. I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed back to my bedroom. 

I walked to my closet, I opened the door and scanned through my neatly organized clothes. I picked out a crisp white shirt, a pair of black trousers, and a sleek black tie. I slipped into my clothes, fastening each button and knotting my tie with precision. 

I sat down on the edge of my bed and slipped on my black dress shoes, tying the laces tightly. I glanced at the mirror, adjusting my tie one last time. My reflection stared back at me, a composed and confident expression on my face. 

Yup! I was one good–looking man. 

After a final check of my appearance, I was about to leave the room, but then my eyes caught a photo of Ariel on the floor, not too far from me. 

I moved closer, slowly hunkering down, and picking the photo from the floor. I wondered why I couldn’t sight the photo last night, if it was here in the room the whole time. Yeah, probably because I was thinking too much. 

Ariel’s face was absolutely glamorous in this photo. Her smile was captivating, and her red hair went ahead to add to the beauty. 

I couldn’t stop staring at the photo. I held it, still looking at it, as I slowly rose to 

my feet. Then my phone started ringing It was that guy, who called himself Lucifer 

ARIEL’S POV 

“t’s quite a good thing to see you, when did you guys arrive?” Mason moved closer to re and Andre, offering him a handshake. 

“We came yesterday,” Andre replied, shaking his hand. “I thought I sent you a text. You didn’t go through it?” 

“If I didn’t, would I be standing here, right in this house?” Mason raised an eyebrow, with a smirk on his face. 

“Okay that do make sense,” Andre spoke inaudibly. 

Mason looked around. “This place is really beautiful. A hundred times better than that apartment you were dwelling in.” 

Andre sighed. “Do you really have to say that?” 

“Yes. I speak nothing but the truth.” 

Andre looked at him for quite a moment. “And by saying that, you’re lying.” 

Mason chuckled. “I see my brother’s craving an argument.” 

“Not really. I was just trying to shut you up,” Andre said, crossing his arms, and Mason laughed. “But anyway, this is where we’ll be staying from now on.” 

I looked at Andre immediately. “Are you serious? You’re no longer going to be living in Canada?” 

“Yeah,” He sighed with a nod. “I know. We’re going to be leaving a lot of memories. But this is just the life now.” 

“What about the company there?” I queried. 

“Michael and Seth have everything under control.” 

“Ohh,” I spoke lowly. 

“So, that means I’ll be moving in here, then,” Mason smirked.