During dinner that night, Klaus was silent as he watched her eat, though Anika could perfectly feel the way the man was scrutinizing her slightest movement, after her statement at the lake, he had allowed her to walk for a couple of hours more, enjoying the scenery, even then the man just looked at her, like he was trying to figure her out, not that she blamed him, she herself was still trying to understand why she said what she said, memories of Mark, of his death, they had overwhelmed her and for a moment, she had really questioned her sanity. She looked back at the man, Klaus's gray eyes thoughtful as she played with her lower lip, slightly anxious at the way the man seemed to be planning something, finally sitting up, Klaus's gray eyes not separated from her own "Will you give me the law of ice all day?" he asked through tight lips, Klaus finally looked away, while Anika was in front of him, she had taken a hot shower and changed into comfortable clothes, which consisted of a pai
Klaus closed his eyes, allowing himself to enjoy the moment, even if he knew things were going to get rough from now on, he had carried Anika to the tub, given her a shower, after fucking her against the wall again, The woman managed to make him lose control, but for some reason, he enjoyed it, especially seeing his semen running between the woman's thighs, even though he had given her an emergency pill, he had to remind himself that he couldn't keep being careless. Pregnant Anika would be counterproductive for both of them, and knowing that the woman had gone through a traumatic abortion, made him feel bad for the risk of putting her in the same position just for his whim to mark her.Now, while they were in the tub, he enjoyed the soft way the woman lay against his chest, her body limp from the last orgasm he had given her, but the memory of his brother came between them, and instead to rekindle the fury he felt against the woman…it just managed to make him feel…jealous? Taking a de
Waking up in Klaus's arms was still a strange sensation, the soft mist that followed after a night spent entirely in weeping and lamenting still clouded her brain, but the warm sensation of the man's breath on her neck and the firm hand clinging to her thigh made her feel secure in a way, her eyes burned slightly, feeling heavy and slightly rough with each slow blink, she didn't know when the man had slipped into bed with her, she felt slightly ashamed that she had finally confessed. So soon, her biggest secret, for a moment the tears threatened to escape again, but she contained herself as she tried to block out the memory again before absorbing the fact that Klaus was holding her close, his heart still aching. cause of memoryKlaus's body was practically onher, her light beard tickling her neck and his weight crushing her slightly making it hard to breathe.She tried to pull away from her, but it was like shaking under a concrete wall, and even after trying with all her might, Klau
Klaus started the car, giving Anika an amused look. The woman, even if she hadn't been too happy about having to make her way back to the cabin on her own, seemed excited enough at the prospect of going into town for Klaus to let him know It made him feel uneasy, but he enjoyed Anika's suppressed emotion, though he could still see the redness in her eyes from crying.The woman smiled sheepishly at him as she caressed her cast absently, her auburn hair falling in soft waves around her face, the bruises completely gone, revealing clean skin and highlighting the woman's soft features, though most of the time he He had admitted that he found her attractive, at that very moment, he felt his heart tighten at the thought that she was beautiful, the arched eyebrows framing her face perfectly, the dark eyes wide that had always caught his attention, the long thick lashes that on more than one occasion he had admired while she slept, the lips full of the color of peach that he had begun to enjo
Klaus narrowed his eyes in the doctor's direction, fury coursing through his veins, Anika looked between them in confusion, almost involuntarily, the woman took an absent step towards Peter, or whatever the hell the fucking doctor was called, to see her actively backing away from him, made his blood boil, he grabbed Anika by the arm, pulling her hard. "You're not going anywhere," he growled menacingly, Anika's eyes wide with shock and horror at his attitude, but he didn't care. "Let her go," Peter whined, approaching Klaus, who with his free hand drew his gun from inside his coat, pointed it at the man, making him stop, Klaus pulled Anika close to him, loosening his grip on the woman, the last thing he wanted was to completely ruin everything he had worked for. "You don't have to do this," the man said, his jaw clenching, but Klaus ignored him. "Where do you know each other from?" he asked Anika, the woman swallowed hard, she was pale with fear “How do you know who the fuck its him
Klaus inclined his head gently in Anika's direction, resting his forehead against her. "I'm sorry," he whispered before pulling away again to focus his attention on Peter, who shot him a dark look, whatever passed for the man's gaze was not pleasant, not that he really cared, but he was fully alert to anything if the man's attempt to do something, even if he had never considered himself a easy trigger, something about the familiar way they both interacted made his stomach churn to the point where he was seriously considering shooting first, asking questions later. Anika gave him a curious look, but he could still see the betrayal in her eyes, the fear he'd installed in her wouldn't go away that easily, but she wasn't going to back down until his suspicions about the doctor were resolved, and shit, he wished that the man would give him a reason to pierce his forehead with one of his bullets, but for now he would have to maintain his composure and command, the gun in his hand as Peter
Anika walked anxiously in front of the office door, feeling a lump in her throat and a feeling of heaviness on her shoulders, although her arm felt lighter since it was free of the cast, she couldn't help but wonder what was happening? Her heart was pounding and her mind was spinning with questions trying to find an adequate answer, Peter's reaction to seeing her had managed to make her doubt, her friend had always been honest with her, she fully trusted him, but the possessive way in which Klaus had leaned in front of her, the thought of Peter being a threat made her shudder, even if at that very moment she was worried about what might be happening between the men, her heart clenched with fear at the thought of Klaus hurting her or doing something to her friend, although he understood that the man would be worried if her disappearance was officially being exposed by her father as a "kidnapping" and had called Peter directly to let him know, he couldn't help but feel a sudden fear at
On the way back to Moscow, Klaus was tense and anxious, he took a drink of his whiskey and looked at Peter, the man was sitting a couple of meters in front of him, his eyes closed trying to get over his headache from the blows, but fully aware of Klaus's gaze"Did you really leave her alone?" Peter asked, his blue eyes finally meeting Klaus's, who set his glass aside and crossed his arms."It's none of your business" he reminded him "The only reason I brought you with me is because I don't trust you, but you care about Anika enough not to mess up" he added, it irritated him to know that there was history between them, the feeling that Anika could easily rely on whatever the man needed made his stomach clench, especially the man's cocky attitude."If you kill me, you won't be able to get it back, you know that right?" asked the man "Anika doesn't have too many allies""The less the better" Klaus assured, slightly clenching his fists, his knuckles still scarred from what he had done the
The Wagner's funeral would be televised, which made Anika uneasy. She knew that the fact that Viktoria was now officially with her would not bring about good opinions regarding the adoption. However, Klaus had insisted that showing up and facing the situation would be the best for everyone, not to mention that Viktoria had the right to attend and see her relatives.While getting the girl ready, Anika couldn't help but think that maybe staying away from her would have been the best choice. Even if she wasn't responsible for the Wagner's death, she couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. After all, if it weren't for her, the Wagners would have returned home, and Viktoria would still be a happy little girl. Even if she didn't know the truth, it was the only way Anika could imagine her daughter being completely happy.She dressed the little girl in the same way Adeline used to, with a black tulle dress and a small bow at her back. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. Anika herself wore a d
Anika's hands trembled uncontrollably as she looked at the small urn in front of her. Her legs gave way completely, a sense of weight settling in her chest, and the pain, raw like that first day, along with the memories, hit her abruptly. She carefully took the urn, it was light, perhaps too light, but she cradled it against her chest as tears fell down her cheeks, and a cry of pain escaped her lips. "My baby," she cried as she kissed the lid of the urn, while memories forcefully invaded her. For years, she had done everything possible to push away the pain, to hide it in the deepest part of her mind, just like the things Mark had done to her, deceiving herself and forcing herself to remember only what was necessary to not lose herself in madness, in the pain that now invaded her. The memory of her little son and what she had suffered to bring him into the world came rushing back. Closing her eyes, she thought of the feeling of holding him in her arms, the adorable laughter she had on
Anika was startled by the sensation of Klaus sliding into bed next to her, all the anxiety and tension she had been feeling for days finally disappearing as she felt the man's arms around her body. "You're back," she said, her eyes filling with tears of relief as she clung tightly to his chest. Klaus looked tired, but he hugged her back tightly. "Is everything okay?" she asked. "It will be now," he assured her, taking a deep breath. "I took care of Gregory, Otto is not happy, but Ryan is somewhat... rational about his brother." "So, he did it? Was it him...?" she asked, swallowing hard, not daring to say the words outright. Klaus ran a hand over his face, the dark bags under his bloodshot eyes were prominent. "My men are searching the hangar right now... Your father fulfilled his part of the deal, and Constantine backed off... I asked Vlad to bring Viktor's ashes here," he added, gently stroking her face. Anika felt a knot in her chest and nodded. "Would you like to know what's in
Klaus got out of the car, furious, pulling Gregory along with him. Vlad and Igor had done their job and had recovered the son of a bitch, who was probably under the influence of something judging by the shitty smile on his bloodied lips. Otto, his brother, was waiting for him in the cellar, clenching his lips as he watched them with a tight jaw. "I told you to control him," Klaus growled, pushing Gregory towards his brother. The younger Urich was battered and had a deranged look on his face, but he stumbled into Otto and fell to the floor, pointing an accusing finger at him and spitting in his direction. "He killed three of my men, sold the damn weapons to the Kasakovs." "Are you crazy?" Otto asked, looking at his brother, his face turning red. Gregory spat. "I only did what you and Ryan refused to do," he complained. "Too scared of the Petrovs to get the money." "Shut the fuck up," Otto growled, hitting his brother in the face and pushing him against the wall, causing him to stum
She had managed to process what had happened; her heart sank immediately at the memory of the Wagners. Even though she had been tempted to permanently keep Viktoria away from them, knowing that her little one would not only have to endure being separated from them but also her death, even if she was too young to truly remember, made her heart ache. To make her daughter suffer so early in life caused her heart to constrict with pain."Klaus?" she asked as she sat up. She was on a couch that seemed vaguely familiar. After leaving the police station, she had tried to get some sleep in the hotel room Klaus had arranged, but it wasn't long before they had to move again. All the movement was mainly exhausting for little Viktoria."Shhh, I'm here," Klaus said as he approached her. They were in a small but comfortable room. Klaus knelt in front of her, with dark circles under his eyes. He wore the same shirt as the day before, though without a tie and unbuttoned. His hair was disheveled. "Are
Klaus left Anika and Viktoria to rest in the room before meeting with Igor. According to his man, all the guards were under investigation, so the unnecessary attention from the police had quickly raised his father's alarms. Mikhail called around five in the morning, sounding angry."What the hell is Constantine doing searching your house?" his father asked with an annoyed shout."Take it easy, I have nothing incriminating in the penthouse," Klaus assured, taking a cigarette from the pack that Igor handed to him. He took a deep drag, grateful for the nicotine to relieve the stress, and sank into the sofa."How the hell did you let this happen?" his father insisted. "Constantine right under our damn noses," he grumbled. "You're lucky the lawyer found a way to get you out of there.""I can handle it," Klaus insisted. "I had nothing to do with this shit... although it's suspiciously convenient. I need Ixander. I'm sure they're watching me. For anything else, Igor and Vlad will go in my pl
"Are you really doing this?" Constantine squinted his eyes in his direction before sitting down in front of him. Slowly, he laid out the crime scene images. Klaus observed them but forced himself to look at the pictures. The bodies of Adeline and Horace had been left in the middle of the rented room. Their hands were tied, and from what he could tell, it had been a quick execution. "What I really want to know is why your fingerprints are all over the crime scene," Constantine said, placing his hands on the table. "A man like you... I'm sure you would do whatever it takes to get Anika's daughter back without the Wagners getting involved." "Oh, you're right about that," Klaus replied, leaning forward. "I was in the suite. Anika and I went for Viktoria, just like we've been doing regularly for the past two months," he assured. "I have all the evidence you want, and we both know I'm not stupid enough to do something like this," he added, annoyed. "What do you gain from all this?" Const
Anika stood up, trying to avoid waking up the girl before looking at Klaus. The man opened the door to the room, and Anika followed, curious to hear that Constantine was in the building, with a search warrant? Following her fiancé, Anika blinked as she saw all the guards in the living room. Around ten men in suits were standing, their serious gazes and the way Klaus seemed to tense up made her immediately uneasy."What's going on?" she asked as they headed towards Klaus's office, but the man shrugged before Vlad, who was waiting for their arrival, opened the door for them. Inside, Detective Eric Constantine and four policemen were standing, looking around. Upon seeing Constantine, Anika felt a chill run down her spine. The man was a friend of her father, with a penetrating gaze, threatening blue eyes, short blond hair styled in a military fashion, a loose-fitting brown suit, and a notepad and pen in his hand."Anika," the man greeted her."Eric," she responded automatically, forcing a
Klaus looked at his friend, Otto, who was laughing amusedly at Klaus' obvious lack of enthusiasm. Klaus rolled his eyes while signing the papers."Oh, brother, that woman has you completely under her control," the man said, his face slightly contorted due to the scar that ran across it. "Did you really cover for me by saying it was because of me?""I panicked," Klaus complained, taking a deep breath but admitting that it had been ridiculous. "Not that she should know," he added."Oh, but you definitely owe me a session now," Otto asserted, taking the contract and glancing at it while Klaus rolled his eyes. Although he hadn't lied when he said it wouldn't be the first time he shared a woman with Otto, Anika's adverse reaction had touched a sensitive nerve. While he didn't intend to force her due to the situation, he was beginning to think that maybe he should do it. Making her let go of all her barriers was something he would immensely enjoy. "Do you really think she's good?" Otto aske