The Love From Vengeance

39 NIGHT DRIVE

LUKE’S POV

Still glaring at Harriet, I pushed her away. I was about able to get my pants back on. And the anger in

me was just too much. This lady was unbelievable, she was indeed a whore. No doubt about that now.

I marched to Harriet, seized her hands, and dragged her out of the room. That was how I forcefully

tugged her downstairs, and when we were in the living room, I tossed her to the floor.

She got to her feet, while I just gave her a dark look. I couldn’t even see the beauty in her anymore.

The feelings right now was simply nothing but hate.

“Get out!” I barked at Harriet. She gave me the same expression in return. But she eventually left the

house.

After that, I yelled for all the maids to come downstairs. Hearing my infuriated screams, they all showed

up at once.

I glared at each and every one of them. “Now, you all tell me! Who let Harriet in the house?” They all

looked generated that confused face.

“Are you guys deaf or what?” I barked again. “Which one of you let Harriet in?”

They were all silent, fear evident in their faces. I too was exhausted with the whole thing, but these

people didn’t actually like their jobs. Cause I could just fire them all at once, and get perfect

replacements.

“So, none of you want to answer, right? Okay, that’s it! Start packing your stuff, all of you! You all are

fired!”

“Don’t do that Luke,” I heard Riley’s voice, and I turned around to look at her. “I was the one who let

Harriet in,” she said.

ARIEL’S POV

Mason and I went to an abandoned area, I’d say. Somewhere around the woods. I could hear the

sounds of different creatures, and it was kind of creepy, scaring my butts off. But I needed to keep

myself together. I didn’t even have an idea where we were, but I just kept silent, hoping for no terrific

event.

Mason drove deep inside the forest, increasing my fear, but what could I do? I was not going to jump

out of the car. Neither was I going to scream for someone to help me. Worse part of the whole

situation; this place had poor signal.

Mason finally stopped his car, and I didn’t even know if we had arrived to our destination. It was a thirty

minute drive, and I got to say, it really had me exhausted. Plus, my butt hurt. His car seat wasn’t even

that comfortable. It had issues just like its crazy owner.

I could see a fire, burning intensely in front of us. The fire expanded every single minute, and the sound

it produced, was really thunderous, enough to scare lions around here. Okay, I better zip it for now.

Mason burst out of his car, while I was still sitting down, observing the fire as it grew more

“You can come out now,” Mason told me.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I let him know, and then the fire made a clamorous sound that caused

me to scream.

This one was way different from the other sounds, and right now, I was filled with nothing but fear. Wait,

I was filled with hate as well. Because I was with a good–for–nothing scumbag. Mason laughed at me,

all because I had hollered. But he could crack up all he wanted. My life was really precious to me.

“I didn’t know you were this scared,” he continued to roll in the aisles, holding the car. And this annoyed

me greatly. I could just burst out of this wrecked vehicle, and push him right into that fire. It was still far

from us, damn it.

I blew the car horn, and he had to cease his laughter right away.

“Get out of the car, alright?” He said to me.

I looked at him for seconds, before blowing the car horn again. And then he marched to my direction,

opened the door, and dragged me out of the car. It was a perfect opportunity to kneel his testicles, but I

wasn’t that heartless.

“Okay, I’m out of the car, now can you tell me what the hell we are doing here? Cause right now, we got

a humongous fire in front of us, which can roast our asses any time.” I vocalized in a blaring mode.

“Calm down, will you? That fire won’t do anything. This isn’t the first time I’ve been to this place.”

“Oh, I see. I totally get it now,” I spoke. “You’re the devil, and of course, this is your lair.”

Mason gave me a weird look. “Stop trying to be funny. You’re terrible at it.”

“And who the hell said I’m trying to be funny?”

He let out a deep sigh. “Oh gosh, you’re going to give me a headache.”

“I’ll be glad to. And if it can end your life, I’ll have to stick around with you all day, so the headache gets

to a whole new level.”

Mason chuckled. “I see, this is how much you hate me, huh?”

“You haven’t even seen anything yet,” I responded, my voice was almost inaudible.

“Well, Mrs. Reynold.”

“Don’t call me that,” I cut him off.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” Mason retorted. “As I was saying, Mrs. Reynold, I don’t want you to like me.

You think I give a damn about friends?”

“Oh, no wonder,” I stated immediately.

“No wonder what?” He gave me a curious look.

“You’re so heartless. But I don’t think that’s going to stop someone from having friends.

You’re the one who decided to stick your lonely ass in the shadows.”

“You are some rude bitch!” Mason snapped.

“Hey, watch your mouth, okay?” I told him. “You got to be respectful.”

“I’d rather die than give respect to a nitwit like you.” He spat.

“Okay then, the fire’s right there.” I gestured toward the fire.

“Say what now?”

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