The Love From Vengeance

280 RIGHT TO What happened? | asked the maid who had tolda little shit about my great-aunt, arid now | wanted to know the whole crap.

Well....: “Well, what?” This harsh tone echoed in the mansion, and | turned around. My great-aunt was walking towards the stairs.

| glanced at one of the maids. “I thought you said she was asleep,” | vocalized, referring to my great-aunt right here.

“That was what | thought.” “Gossiping about me, huh?” My great-aunt smirked, walking closer.

“Oh, please, save your crap for later,” | fired back.

She glared at the two maids. “These two of you, get out of my sight right now!” “Yes, ma'am.” “Don’t tellthat; just get out!” They wanted to leave, but | halted them and said, “Hold on. Take her along with you.” | was referring to Catherine.

“Okay, sir,” one of them says, moving closer and taking hold of Catherine's hand.

“Find her a comfortable room, okay?” “Okay, sir. Con, let's go.” They all walked away after that.

My great-aunt took her eyes off them and turned to me. “Who's that girl now, huh?” “How is that your concern?” “Don’t you dare do shit with me, Luke?” “I wouldn't even waste my time.” “You entered this residence with a prostitute who claimed to be your spouse. How disgusting is that?” “Ariel is my wife. Show srespect,” | told her coldly and walked away.

am not done with you. Where are you going? She asked loudly, but | decided to ignore he saw the maids coming out of one of the rooms in the mansion. It was obviously where they had taken Catherine.

“She's in there, right?” | pointed towards the room, and they both nodded. “Okay, thank you.” They walked away while | made my way inside the room. It was dark, but | turned the lights on. Catherine was sitting on her bed in deep thought, and | could just guess what she was thinking about. But | didn’t know the reason why she was so infuriated with her mother. My mother took it, but con, let’s put it in a simpler way.

| walked closer and sat next to her on the edge of the bed. She didn’t say anything, and she didn’t look at me; there was total silence around here.

So | waited for a minute, or something close to that, before | finally spoke. “What are you thinking?” Catherine looked atwith an expression that was somehow not nice, kind of bitter, but she turned her face away. “Can you please leave? | just want to be alone.” | let out a sigh. “Why are you so troubled? What did she do to you? I've got millions of questions right now, but you're not ready to say anything. | even need to know why that man was chasing you earlier.

“Please leave. We'll discuss this sother time.” “Are you sure about that?” She nodded. | exhaled deeply, and then | stood up. “Okay, then. If you don’t want to talk, it’s fine. I'm not going to force you. But please, don’t be a depressed soul. You're too little for that.” “I know,” she whispered and looked at me. “Thank you.” “If you ever need anything or someone to talk to, I'm here,” | said, placing my hand around my chest.

“I've heard you,” she toldinaudibly, nodding.

“Take care.” | walked to the door and turned the lights off. After that, | left. Man, | felt sorry for that little girl.

What the hell did my mother do anyway? Technically, it wasn’t just that she burned the house, it was something else. Something she did intentionally, and | needed to find out what it was.

RIGHT 101 “I'm not done with you. Where are you going?” She asked loudly, but | decided to ignore her.

| saw the maids coming out of one of the rooms in the mansion. It was obviously where they had taken Catherine.

they “She's in there, right?” | pointed towards the room, and they both nodded. “Okay, thank you.

They walked away while | made my way inside the room. It was dark, but | turned the lights on. Catherine was sitting on her bed in deep thought, and | could just guess what she was thinking about. But | didn’t know the reason why she was so infuriated with her mother. My mother took it, but con, let’s put it in a simpler way.

| walked closer and sat next to her on the edge of the bed. She didn’t say anything, and she didn’t look at me; there was total silence around here.

So | waited for a minute, or something close to that, before | finally spoke. “What are you thinking?” Catherine looked atwith an expression that was somehow not nice, kind of bitter, but she turned her face away. “Can you please leave? | just want to be alone.” | let out a sigh. “Why are you so troubled? What did she do to you? I've got millions of questions right now, but you're not ready to say anything. | even need to know why that man was chasing you earlier.

“Please leave. We'll discuss this sother time.” “Are you sure about that?” She nodded. | exhaled deeply, and then | stood up. “Okay, then. If you don’t want to talk, it’s fine. I'm not going to force you. But please, don’t be a depressed soul. You're too little for that.” “I know,” she whispered and looked at me. “Thank you.” “If you ever need anything or someone to talk to, I'm here,” | said, placing my hand around my chest.

“I've heard you,” she toldinaudibly, nodding.

“Take care.” | walked to the door and turned the lights off. After that, | left. Man, | felt sorry for that little girl.

What the hell did my mother do anyway? Technically, it wasn’t just that she burned the house, it was something else. Something she did intentionally, and | needed to find out what it was.

| wanted to walk to her room, but then Ariel started calling me. Ariel, shit! | forgot that we were having a conversation before that happened.

| answered the call. “Ariel, I'm so sorry.” “Sorry for what?” “I ended the call and forgot to call you back.

“I'm not mad. I'm just standing at the front of your house right now.” “Really? Are you being serious?” | asked.

“You can coutside to see for yourself.” “Okay, just hold on. I'll be...” She ended the call before I could finish my sentence. | had a feeling she was upset.

| quickly walked downstairs and left the mansion. | went through the gate, and Ariel was looking beautiful in a black dress. She was leaning against her car, and she chuckled the moment she saw me.

“Luke Reynold, it’s nice to see you,” she said, walking closer to me.

And when she had gotten close, she wrapped her hands around my neck, grinning at me.

“Look at those eyes of yours. Aren't they just beautiful?” He whispered. “I could stare at them all day.” She giggled. “Please, don’t makelaugh.” “What? I'm not joking.” | snaked her waist, pilling her really close, and now | had her body pressed against mine.

“Of course, | knew you were serious.” “Then why were you laughing?” “I was just admiring the compliment, you idiot.” She laughed, playfully hitting my chest.

I held her hands, laughing as well. “I really like the fact that you call the way here.” “You said you wanted the both of us to go somewhere, right? So here we are, and here | am. Where do you want to go, Sir Reynold?” “Please don’t callthat.” “Your grandfather's title. Don’t you like it?” “Not really.” “Why not?” “I don't like it when people callthat. I'm trying to be respectful.” “And how are you being called ‘Sir Reynold‘ disrespectful?” “I don’t know. Just don’t callthat.” “Okay, sir. Anything you say,” she said, peckingon the lips. | gripped her backside and began kissing her.

Our kiss lasted for a minute before we finally pulled away. We both gazed into each other's eyes, and Ariel asked, “Are you thinking what I'm thinking?” ht away w | heaved both of my brows that?” She laughed and held my hand, ledto the car, opened the door, and | ensconced myself in the backseat. She also got in the car and locked the door before straddling me.

Looking into my eyes, she kissedslowly, grinding against my groin. | could feel the passion unfolding, and | could also feel myself getting hard.

As she continued to rock her booty on me, | grasped her posterior while our lips moved in perfect unison. And then she whispered into my ear, “I want to feel you inside of me.” | licked her neck after that, still running her backside. Gripping her dress, | tugged it up, exposing her pants, which | took off. And she took hold of my belt, unbuckled it, undid the zip, took my pants down a little, and brought my cock out.

As she tenderly kissed me, | could feel her gently massaging it, and | could barely hear inaudible moans emanating from her mouth. She continued to stroke me, but she stopped, and with a smirk on her face, she sat on my stem.