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.

“Yeah, if you want.” Andre didn’t give him a friendly kook. “So, Ariel. Let me drive you home.”

“Thanks, but I think I’ll go myself. You have business to take care of, by the way.”

“Who told you that?” He asked.

.I shrugged. “It’s kind of a feeling, actually.”

My eyes caught Mason and I could see how he was staring at me. I knew what he was thinking, just by giving me that look.

Andre laughed. “You and your silly feelings.” He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. “I know you didn’t bring your car along. So just follow me already.”

He playfully dragged me down the stairs, while I giggled, ignoring Mason’s gaze.

LUKE’S POV “Good morning,” Lucifer spoke the moment I answered the phone call. Well, that was he said I should be calling him.

“Good morning. You’ve come to ask for the money, right?” I asked.

“You speak too fast Luke Reynold. Do you also release this fast when you roll around with your beloved wife?

“Okay, you better not cross your limits.”

He laughed. “It was just a question. You can come outside. I’m waiting for you right here.”

“Are you serious?”

“Do I sound like I’m joking?” He hanged up promptly.

I exhaled deeply, and walked out of my room.