The Love From Vengeance

88 THE HATE WITHIN

LUKE’S POV

Just when my aunt had stormed out of the room, I marched out as well, anger written all over my face. My eyes were filled with intense rage, and I could just burn this woman to ashes, Phoenix shit.

Because she had taken things too far, forgetting who she truly was. Forgetting her place, lifting her shoulders, thinking she was a god, always creating a sense of irritation everywhere.

A venom catching your throat, killing you in the inside, ripping apart your liver, and ruining your intestines. Making your life dark, taking away the brightness, inserting the anger, killing you slowly.

A scorpion with intense poison, a snake in disguise. A harmful bee ready to sting bitterness, a snake fully prepared to spit its poison, ammonia that was going to make you insensible.

Family but not family. Human but not human. A heart within her, but no heart. It was all about evil for her, brimming with exhilarating pride. Her evilness spreading far and wide, devouring the weak within two seconds.

“What were you even doing at my house?!” I snapped. Aunt Mariam was walking right on the stairs, but she stopped, and turned around.

“I can see you don’t want this fight to come to an end!” She snapped back, crossing her arms.

“I have better things to do than fight with a venomous serpent like you!” I gave her a look of disgust.

“Then why ask me this silly question?”

“Because I wanted to know who the hell gave you the nerve to do this nonsense!‘

“It’s your worthless mother. Oh sorry, she’s dead,” she taunted, forming a mocking smile.

Her words caused my anger to increase the more. “Have some respect!”

“Why should I? It’s not like you even give me the respect that I deserve.”

“Because you don’t deserve one!” Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Then what makes you think your mother deserve one as well?”

“She’s in the grave for crying out loud. Why do you have to keep insulting

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someone that’s already dead?”

“Be dead or alive, that’s none of my business. I will curse who I want to, and nothing’s going to stop me. No one dare try to seal my lips,” she spoke pure

nonsense.

“I see. I just hope you die any time soon. So people can start cursing your dead ass in the goddamn grave!”

She wanted to slap me, but I quickly seized her hand. We both glared at each other, and I thrust her hand far from me.

“Why are you getting so angry, now? It’s just a wish. Like they say; not all wishes come true.” I wore a corrosive smile. “But don’t start feeling too happy. You’re going to die before you know it. And I’m a hundred percent sure devil has prepared a special place for you in hell.”

“You worthless fool! You have to be the most irritating creature I’ve ever seen.”

I chuckled. “Look at who’s talking.”

“You want to know the reason why I came here, right? I’ll tell you.”

“I don’t think I care anymore,” I faked a smile.

“I’ll tell you anyway,” she said after glaring at me for moments. “I heard you’ve been broken ever since Riley died. I just came to see how broken you were.”

“And then you had to play with yourself,” I let out a mocking laugh. “How nice is that?”

“Silence!” She snapped. “I think you it’s high time you start knowing your place in our family. You are nothing compared to me. I came to this earth before you. I’ve seen the things you haven’t seen.”

“Is that something to be proud of?” I arched an eyebrow. “You might be older than me. And you might have seen some goddamn things that I haven’t seen. I literally don’t care about that. But guess what, I made money that you couldn’t make. To the point that you even came to lodge in my house.”

“And you must be feeling so high of yourself.‘

I exhaled deeply. “Well, not actually. I’m just bringing out facts. Since you were trying to act like you own the world.”

Aunt Mariam shook her head slowly, still glaring at me. “I can’t believe that you can be this irritating,” she spoke bitterly.

“And I can’t believe that you’re this disgusting,” I scanned her whole body, a disgusting look directed to her. “I think it’s better you leave this place. And I

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don’t want to ever see your face again.”

“You think I want to see yours as well?” She retorted.

I turned my face away. “I love the mutual feeling. You can get the hell out now.”

“I will, but I need to go and change first,” she told me, and started walking upstairs, but I seized her hand immediately.

“You are not going anywhere,” I told her bitterly, and dragged her to my “Are you crazy? Do you want me to go out like this?”

front.

“I don’t see anything wrong with that.” I forcefully let go of her hand. “Fools are supposed to be treated like one.”

“I’m always baffled with the way you keep insulting me. Like, don’t you even have manners?”

“I’m only trying to be like you. But I can never like you. Because you are so bitter, and cruel, and heartless. All you care about is money.‘

“If I were so bitter, do you think your parents would have gotten married?” She revealed, almost underneath her breath.

I became speechless for a moment. “What did you just say?”

“Oh, how were you supposed to know? You were still in your mother’s belly at that time.”

I couldn’t help but get curious in this. “What did you do?”

“I don’t have to spill all the beans.‘

“Then you don’t have to be in this house as well,” I told her, capturing her hand. And then I dragged her out of the house.

“Let go of me!” She struggled to get my hand off hers, but I held her so tight, that nothing could separate us at the moment, not even an explosion. Nor a razor- edged knife, or the force of a lightning. Even a hurricane wouldn’t be a match.

Still having a hold of her, I continued to stir forward, moved by anger. A rage that’s forceful like a whirlwind. And if care was not taken, I could slam her goddamn head to the ground, and let the blood splash, left to be consumed by fleas, and her body, devoured by vultures.

As we approached the gate, I let go of her. Marcus did nothing but watch the both of us.

I turned to him. “You see this woman right here? Don’t ever let her step foot into this place. I don’t care what you have to do. If she act stubborn, you act stubborn

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as well. If I find out she marched into my house, I’ll have no option but to fire you. Is that understood?”

“Yes Sir.” Marcus nodded.

“Fools,” Mariam uttered lowly, but I could hear her clearly. And then I shot her a threatening glare.

“Stop staring at me like that you idiot! I need to get these clothes on,” she spat. “You can get them on somewhere else.” I grabbed her hand, and haled her out. Standing outside the gate were Ariel, and that woman, whose name was Elizabeth.