113 CREEPY CONVOS ARIEL’S POV This was a moment of pure silence between the two of us, even though the song played with other people dancing to it. Quite remarkable, galvanizing, relishing it ail in my head. Luke was still staring at me, and just when our lips became extremely close, he stirred his face backwards, standing upright the next second. The same thing happened to me. The music came to an end, and he eventually took his hands off me, averting his gaze, and I had to do the same. But I still glimpsed at him, and although he wasn’t looking, I knew he carried out the same action. You could say it was a mutual feeling at the moment. “Thanks for coming,” I told him softly. He finally glanced at me, and a smile popped up on his countenance. “Don’t thank me. I came here for the fun.” I couldn’t help but laugh softly. “And you’re having fun, right?” “Well, not yet,” he answered, looking around. “This place is actually beautiful. So your friend is going to be dwelling in New Haven from now on, is that not so?” “Yes, he sure is. It’s a great thing, isn’t it?” I smiled, also looking around. “Of course it is,” Luke responded, his hands fixed on his waist. “And I guess his company is going to be a competition in this business stuff.” I looked at him, knowing where this talk was heading. “Okay, let’s not go there.” He chuckled, understanding my words. “I’m just saying the truth, though. But I’ll do as you say.” “I appreciate that.” I smiled at him. His phone began to ring, so he took it out of his pocket. “I need to answer this call. I nodded. “It’s okay. You don’t have to ask me for permission.” “I wasn’t asking you for permission,” he uttered annoyingly, and he answered the call. “Yes, Mr. Rolence.” He walked away, talking on the phone. I did nothing but look at him as he became a little bit far from me. I saw Hannah moving in my direction. She was looking pretty in a sparkling ‘dress with tiny crystals on, navy blue in color. What made this even more awesome was that she didn’t have glasses on, and her makeup was one of a kind. She looked absolutely different. But now, I was wondering why she didn’t have my children by her side. Elizabeth told me they were with her and that they had gone to buy some things. I wondered what they went ahead and purchased. It’s not important anyway, The question right now is: Where were those adorable twins? “Ariel, you’re looking really pretty.” Hannah smiled widely. “I wasn’t wrong when I said you were going to look like a goddess, putting on this dress.“She gave me the perfect gesture, still smiling. “Oh, come on now, the only goddess here is you,” I complimented her, grinning back. “Where are the both of them?” “Who?” She gave me a puzzled face. “Lukel and Janice. Elizabeth told me they were with you.” “Oh, right,” she responded, stretching her tone. “Yeah, that is correct. I had them with me.” “So, where are they now?” I asked in curiosity, raising an eyebrow. “There’s no need to worry, okay? They’re in safe hands.” “You do know how important my little babies are. They mean the whole world to me.” “I know, Ariel,” she said, fixing both of her hands on my shoulders. “That’s why I told you they’re in safe hands.” “And by safe hands, what do you mean by that?” “They’re with Felix,” she revealed. Now, I made the confused face. “Who’s Felix?” “My boyfriend,” she answered, smiling broadly. “He’s handsome, nice, and friendly. And your children love him so much.” I looked at her for a moment. “Are you sure about that?” “Why would I be lying?” She asked, and I shrugged. “They’ve been spending the day with Felix, and they just don’t want to leave his side.” “Wow, is that so?” I crossed my arms, smiling at the comment. “Yes. But they’ll be here in the next ten minutes, I think. Let me text Felix and tell him that we have a worried mother around here.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Yeah, a worried mother,” I whispered to myself. 113 CRCEPY CONVOS “Don’t worry, ma’am. Your babies will be here before you know it,” she assured me. I sighted Mason standing upstairs, and he was staring down at me. The look on his face was the opposite of friendly, and while people were smiling, he was busy frowning. I knew what he was thinking. But to hell with his thoughts. He always wanted to bring the frightened side out of me whenever he noticed I was in a joyful mode. He walked away, looking like the villain that he was. I just stood still, glaring at him as he moved further and further. My hate for this guy right now is so intense. If I were someone whose heart was a stone, I would have ripped his goddamn head off by now. LUKE’S POV I just finished talking on the phone, putting an end to my business call. I glanced around, looking at everyone as they got involved in divergent conversations. I suddenly felt someone’s hand on mine, and before I could discern who it was, I was dragged out of my current position. I forcefully put an end to this person’s grip, and at that moment, I realized it was Lucifer, that good–for–nothing fool. After what happened between the both of us, he still had the nerve to come close to me. I see he wanted to get his heart ripped out or something. “You?” I glared at him, as he still had that mask on. I didn’t know why he never took that off his face. But I couldn’t care less. “What are you doing here?” “I came to the party. I’m only a guest here, just like you,” he replied, with his irritating tone. Just by glancing at him, I recalled our last encounter. And with those thoughts, I wanted to seize his shirt and slam him to the floor. I wanted to pull his brain out of his head and pluck his eyes out. He deserved nothing but torture after messing with me. And I was glad I didn’t even give him the money he requested. He was a sick idiot. “This might not be my party. But I swear, I’m going to kick your ugly ass out of here,” I stated bitterly. “I haven’t come here for this, Luke Reynold.” “If you’ve come to demand money again, You’re sick in the head.” He laughed. “I do not need your money. I just came to warn you. Because the* person after you is not far from here.” “Keep your useless warnings to yourself.” “Tonight, someone is not going to come out of this party alive,” he mentioned. “What do you mean by that?” “It might be you, Luke Reynold. It might be someone precious to you or someone you know. But you just have to know that tonight, there will be trauma.” His words echoed in my head. “Are you really serious about this?” “I have better things to do than to come here and say false things. So you just need to be careful tonight. You can keep your eyes open if you want.” He wanted to go, but I stopped him. “Why are you doing this? Why are you giving me all this information?” He laughed at my question and walked away. But now, my mind was not at ease.
