100 UNWELCOME QUESTIONS
ARIEL’S POV
“What a nice thing it is, to be seeing you guys around here.” Mason smirked, his hands clasped together. He was the one who had shown up.
“I’m sorry, do I know you?” Luke asked, raising an eyebrow.
Mason chuckled. “Of course you don’t. But you just need to know that I’m your biggest fan.”
Luke stared at him for moments. “I’m sorry. Say what now?”
“I’m a fan of your marriage. Luke Reynold and Ariel Walker. It’s actually a nice thing for the two of you to be together, right?”
Luke glanced at me. “You know this guy?”
“Yes, he’s the brother of…” I paused for a moment, but then I concluded, ” Andre.”
“And I’ve been a good fan of your relationship,” Mason stated.
Did he have to keep mentioning that?
“Excuse me?” Luke made a puzzled face.
I sighed, shaking my head. What the hell was Mason trying to do now? This guy was clearly unbelievable. His imbecility had really worsened in the past few days. I could actually see that.
“I just need to ask one question, Mr. Reynold,” Mason lowered his tone, but his smirk, he still had.
“And what is that?” Luke gave him the not–interested face.
Why didn’t the both of you go on a honeymoon, or something?” Mason queried, and I could see the sardonic smile forming on his lips.
“That’s none of your business.” Luke glared at him. “If you don’t have anything important to say, I believe I can leave now.”
Luke turned to me, and Abigail. “Come on, let’s go.”
He was on the verge of leaving, but Mason stood in his way, hands outstretched to stop him. Luke’s reaction was immediately a sharp glare, directed at Mason. *I could sense the anger boiling within him just by looking into his eyes. The fire of rage burning fiercely, and I had to feel uneasy about the situation. The eyes of
Mason and Luke were locked, and Luke’s frustration was quite clear.
“Before you leave. I just need to ask you another question,” Mason spoke slowly.
Lake’s glare was still there. “It better make sense this time.”
“Oh don’t worry Sir. I’m not going to take much of your time.”
Looking at Mason, I couldn’t help but wonder what burning question he had for Luke. It was evident from his intense gaze and worthless smile that he was completely out of his mind. I was still not easy about this; seeing Mason and Luke together.
“Do you perhaps, remember any lady with the name: Sofie?” Mason inquired.
“Sofie?” Luke’s expression became a confused one. “Who’s that?”
“Answer my question first. Do you remember any one with that name?”
“No, I don’t think I’ve met someone with such name before.” Luke’s cast showed how he was simply cracking his brain.
“Are you sure about that?” Mason raised an eyebrow.
Luke shot him an unfriendly look once again. “Yes, I’m sure. Now move out of my way, I have better things to be doing right now.”
Luke struck into walking, holding the hand of Abigail. Mason had to move out of the way, acting all innocent. His demeanor was calm, but that had me really suspicious. I wondered what he was up to now. It seemed like he had a new scheme building up in his head.
As I was about to tread behind Luke and Abigail, Mason grabbed my hand. I glanced at him incontinently.
Mason looked at me, his smirk fading, and his serious countenance unfolding. ” Don’t fail me, me,” he whispered, before letting go of me.
Ariel. Don’t f
I didn’t even know what to say. But I decided to nod slowly. Luke, getting a little bit far from me, stopped, and Abigail did the same. They both turned around.
“Aren’t you coming?” Luke asked me, his tone blaring to a certain degree.
Without uttering a word, I nodded, and walked in their direction. I glimpsed at Mason, he was scrutinizing me, and I wasn’t easy about that.
So, the day had gotten a little bit dark, I was at home, watching television. But “was also on the phone with Lukel. He was doing better than yesterday, and I was
really happy about that.
I was even planning to pay them a visit, but work had just been there. And of course, Abigail. Luke had taken the little girl to her mother, promising that he would make their lives better.
“You’ll become healthy and strong, just like how you used to be,” I told Lukel, smiling. The television was muted..
“I know mommy. But when are you coming back?We’re missing you already.”
I sighed. “You don’t have to worry, my son.
“Your son?” Luke appeared in the living room.
“I’ll call you later,” I said, and hung up.
“Wow, Ariel. I never knew you had a son.” Luke gave me a mocking smile.
I rolled my eyes. “He’s just a friend.”
He chuckled. “Who in the world calls…”
“Okay, I don’t need you to start an argument right now,” I cut him off. “Can I just please enjoy the television.”
He slowly turned to the huge screen. “It’s muted.”
“I know.” I grabbed the remote, and turned the volume back on.
“I’m hungry,” Luke uttered.
“Go prepare yourself something to eat,” I told him, not glancing at him.
“I think you should do that,” he said.
I chuckled, leaning back on the couch. “I see you’re not hungry.”
Luke huffed, his arms crossed in front of his chest. “Seriousy? You’re not going to get your butts into the kitchen now.”
I rolled my eyes, still not looking at him. “You’re the one who’s hungry.”
“But I’m busy,” he retorted.
I finally turned to him. “Busy doing what?”
Luke’s expression turned defensive. “With business of course! I had some important files to go through.‘
I raised an eyebrow. “What about me, Sir? Don’t you know I also have important stuff to be doing? I got tons of projects at hand.”
But you’re here, sitting like a lazy chicken, making some stupid phone call.”
“My phone is on the table.” I pointed at the table.
“Are you preparing me something to eat, or not?”
“I already told you already. Go give that order to a maid, or something. Or even better, you can prepare it yourself. You know how the saying goes: if you want something right, you got to do it yourself.”
“Well, I want this right, and I’m not doing it myself.”
I chuckled. “Okay then. Suit yourself.”
“Ariel!”
“Did they just smash that guy’s head?” I opened my mouth, my eyes fixed on the television.
He let out a deep sigh. “Ariel..”
“Shit!” I brought out loudly, still watching TV.
Luke scowled at me, his hands balling into fists. “You know what? I don’t have to listen to this. I’ll go make myself something to eat.”
“Just be careful not to burn the kitchen.”
“If I do, that’s none of your business!” He bawled from the kitchen.
I laughed. “I’m just being caring around here. You do not want to be moving to a different house again.”
Luke strolled back into the living room after some minutes, his shirt now removed, revealing his toned chest. The sight of him reminded me of just how sexy he was. His defined muscles and chiseled abs were simply fantastic. I couldn’t help but admire his physique as he made his way towards me.
Every movement he made was like a dance, showcasing his strength and grace. Now this thought unfolded within me; the urge to run my fingers over his chest, and feel the warmth of his skin under my touch.
