What if your brother's best friend became your worst distraction? Klaus, with his chiseled charm, piercing gaze, and reckless smile, was that distraction for Morticia. •••••••••• Morticia Addams had always noticed Klaus, her brother's best friend, since they were young. He was the ultimate forbidden fantasy. The man who could have anyone, and usually did. But she? She was an off-limits--an innocent nerd who lives in the shadow of her protective brother. Or at least, that’s what she told herself. She had always thought she stood no chance with Klaus because he's a notorious womanizer who chased everything in a skirt. For years, she watched as Klaus broke hearts and left women craving more of his reckless love and lust. But when she got into the same college as him, everything changed... Then, she discovered a different side of him - fierce, primal, and unapologetic. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Wha—is that a banana in your pocket?" Her gaze dropped on the bulge between his legs. He moved closer, trapping her against the wall. "Yeah. Would you like to eat it up?" His eyes drifted to her chest, lingering on her hardened nipples. "I wouldn't mind."
View More"Mom, I can't go to the same college as my brother!" Morticia exclaimed from the kitchen.
"Too late. You're already admitted. Besides, having your brother with you gives me peace of mind," her mother, Ava, replied calmly from the living room. Rolling her eyes, Morticia peeked out from the kitchen, locking eyes with her mother. "Mom, Vincent is a wizard. He literally tormented me in high school." Vincent, lounging nearby with his legs crossed and sipping a smoothie, winked at her. Morticia felt the urge to gouge his eyes out. "College is full of all kinds of people, Morty, and that scares me. I've been there-it's a whole new world. A sweet, innocent soul like you needs someone to guide you. Your brother's in his third year; he'll help you," her mother said, her tone final. Morticia knew there was no changing her mind. "Stop overreacting, sis. I've always protected you in high school. Want me to start telling you all the stories?" Sure, he protected her from bullies, but he also kept her from living a normal life. Vincent was one of the most popular, handsome guys in school-a great dancer, and every girl would swoon just to watch him. Meanwhile, she was the nerdy sister, always in glasses, oversized sweatshirts, and a pale face. People approached her not for who she was but because of her brother. She remembered her first relationship in high school. Her boyfriend dumped her after just three days. He said, "C'mon Morticia, I only dated you because of your brother. He's hot, famous, and hard to approach. I thought dating you would get me closer to him, but he hates me. So, goodbye, Nerdy." She also recalled overhearing a friend insult her behind her back. "Are you really that clueless? I only befriended you because I have a crush on your brother. Just seeing him makes me wet. I thought being close to you would get me close to him, but I was wrong. He doesn't even notice me." Morticia was just a shadow, insignificant next to him. People even questioned if they were really siblings because they seemed so different. The only person who truly loved her for who she was was her best friend, who came from India, and though her family wasn't wealthy, she earned a scholarship to their high school. They had planned to go to the same college, but Morticia knew her mother wouldn't agree, especially since the school wasn't up to her standards. Still, Morticia wanted to be with her true friend. Now, that plan was shattered. Rhea would be devastated. "When is Klaus coming over? I thought you said he was back from his trip," Morticia overheard her mother say. Her heart skipped a beat at the name-Klaus. It sounded like music, but also like a nightmare. If Vincent was a wizard, Klaus was the devil. Everything he did made her heart flutter, yet he broke it over and over again with each new girlfriend. The girls he dumped often took their frustrations out on her, some even threatening to kill her. 'Stay away from Klaus, or I'll roast your pûssy' she recalled how one of those girls obsessed with Klaus slammed her back to the locker and threatened. Some even secretly bullied her... But it was impossible to avoid Klaus. He was always around, treating her like a little sister-a fact she hated. She wanted him to look at her with affection, but she wasn't his type. He liked hot, sassy, and experienced girls. She was none of those things. "Oh, he'll be here soon," her brother responded. Morticia glanced down at herself. Her white apron was stained with sauce, her face pale, her hair a mess. Panic surged in, she was in a mess, she can't meet him like this, after many months of meeting him last. She quickened her pace, eager to change quickly. She served breakfast while she could hear her mother excitedly chatting about Klaus coming over soon. Ava had always considered Klaus like a son. She was even close friends with Klaus's mother, as they both thrived in the modeling industry-well-known and popular. "I wonder how he looks now. Gosh, it's been months since I last saw him; I bet he's even more handsome!" The excitement was clear in Ava's voice as Morticia approached the table. "Stop acting weird, Mom," Morticia said, nearly rolling her eyes before heading back to the kitchen to grab some water. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and without warning, the door swung open, revealing him. "Yo, look who's here, my Sinful motherfucker!" Vincent exclaimed from the living room. Morticia's heart skipped a beat. He's here! Already?! She heard Klaus's familiar deep voice mingling with her mother's cheerful greetings. Her heart raced as she glanced down at the glasses of water she was holding. How was she going to make it to her room without Klaus seeing her like this? "Hey, Morty! Klaus is here!" her mother announced, and Morticia bit her lip, feeling overwhelmed. "Morty," her mother said, entering the kitchen with a raised eyebrow. "What are you doing?" "Just getting the water," Morticia shrugged, trying to mask her nervousness. "Well then, hurry up. Let me help you," Ava offered, taking the remaining two glasses from the counter. Morticia followed her mother out of the kitchen, her eyes settling on the demigod, chatting and laughing with her brother. He wore his usual black sleeveless shirt, revealing the black inked tattoos that ran through his muscular arms-an evident to his workouts. One thing she loves the most was the way he clicked his tongue, running it along the ring on his inviting pink lips, his well-chiseled jaw moving slightly. It made him look freaking hot. His disheveled hair and the glittering earring caught the light in the living room. His black-metallic eyes shifted to her and her heart skipped a beat. How could he look ten times more handsome than the last time she saw him? "Hey, Bunnie," his thick, hoarse voice snapped her out of her reality. 'Bunnie' was the nickname he had given her. He chuckled, scrutinizing her. "Fuck. You look like a ghost." Morticia's cheeks burned with embarrassment. "That's what I deal with every day. I pray to God every night that she won't strangle me in my sleep," Vincent chimed in. "Fuck you Vincent." "Wow she curses too. That's a big surprise there" Klaus chuckled. "How have you been?" "Good, welcome back Klaus" she said quickly. "I'll go change upstairs," Dropping the glasses on the table, she rushed up to her room. After a few minutes, she returned with her hair in a bun, her face washed, and hiding behind her glasses. She wore a grey hoodie and sweatpants. Her mother asked Klaus about his trip to visit his father, one of the richest businessmen in New York and they chatted lively, except her, who kept stealing a glance of Klaus. "Morty is attending the same college as you, Klaus and Vincent," Ava suddenly mentioned, causing Morticia to groan inwardly. Maybe she should hand her mother a microphone so she could announce it to the world. "Right, Vincent told me," Klaus smiled, a perfect smile. "Don't let her out of your sight, Klaus." "Mom, I'm not a kid," Morticia snapped. "Yes you are" Vincent butted in. "I'm nineteen" "The word teen is still there. You're a kid, Bunnie," Klaus spoke and they both laughed. These two devils. "Klaus, do you mind spending the night here? Or maybe a few days?" Ava suddenly asked. Morticia choked and her face reddened. Not like Klaus haven't spent the night here before, but his morning look was intensely hot, and she was going to face that. "Sure" he replied and she bit her lips. Gosh, she was about to have a sleepless night.Morticia moaned softly as she shifted on the bed with a small frown. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, meeting an unfamiliar room.She recalled standing with Klaus and discussing things with Valerie and Rhea, and then everything turned blank.“Bunnie?” Klaus's deep voice made her turn her head to the side.A smile spread across his lips as he shifted closer.“What happened?” she asked in a weak voice.Klaus reached for her hand, holding it in his. Emotions swirled in her eyes, and Morticia began to panic.“Is something wrong with me?” she asked innocently.Klaus shook his head gently, then leaned in to kiss her forehead.He pulled back slightly and brushed a strand of hair from her face.“You’re okay, Bunnie,” he murmured. “You’re carrying our child.”Morticia swallowed, her heart pounding. “What?”He exhaled with a grin. “You're going to be a mother soon. You’re two weeks pregnant.”Silence.Morticia blinked, her lips parting slightly as if she had misheard him. Emotions surged through
Valerie's eyes fluttered open, meeting white walls. The smell of antiseptic filled the air; she was in the hospital.There was bandaging wrapped around her waist and hand.She moved, only to feel a hand hold hers. Her eyes met Rhea’s, who was sleeping with her head rested on the bed.Valerie's eyes softened. She slowly sat up, ignoring the pain that struck her waist, and gazed down at Rhea.Her face was calm, dried tears visible. She must have scared her little bear. Valerie reached for the loose strands of Rhea's hair, tucking them behind her ear.Her light touch pulled Rhea out of her sleep, her eyes slowly fluttering open.“Hey, babe,” Valerie drawled.Rhea's eyes slowly met hers; after three seconds, they immediately widened.“Val?” she whispered, and Valerie smiled.Rhea pulled her into a tight embrace. Valerie suppressed a wince.“Val, you are alright!” Rhea cried out in a wracking voice, her body shaking in despair. “What in the world were you thinking, doing such a dangerous t
Cassian’s chest heaved, his face reddened with anger as he glanced at the men who had utterly betrayed him. His voice tinged with anger and deperation. “You fools! You think Klaus will treat you right? Klaus isn’t even a Moore!”“But my husband led the clan in defeating their greatest enemy," Morticia glared sharply, her voice cold. "While you hid and cowered in fear,” Cassian gritted his teeth in anger, but that anger quickly turned to fear the moment the door opened. A lifeless body fell at the threshold making Cassian gulped in fear, and Klaus stepped in, blood staining his face and black suit, making him look like a handsome devil emerging straight from hell.Cassian trembled as Klaus approached with light yet powerful steps, an instinctive fear making him shift back. Sweat pooled his body.Klaus’s strong arm wrapped possessively around Morticia’s waist, while his other hand gripped a gun aimed directly at Cassian’s forehead.“Wait! Wait! Are you really going to kill me? I’m one
Cassian's face quickly twisted from an amused one into a panicked one. “How the hell did he find us?” They must have underestimated Klaus. How did Klaus even know they were after him?Drake’s jaw clenched. “I'll head out to stop him.” He grabbed his gun and stepped out of the room with some men.Cassian, however, swiftly pulled out his gun and pointed it at Morticia’s forehead. He chuckled.“What makes him think I won't kill you before he gets here?” Cassian asked with a smirk. He clicked on his gun, ready to shoot, but Morticia showed no fear; Cassian knew she was only acting tough.“Ending you right here will solve everything and bring everything back together. If you die, Klaus will forget all about you and marry my daughter.”Cassian crooked his neck. “That’s how he is; he doesn't give a fuck about anyone. Even you. You're just a worthless whore he'll soon throw away. So I'll do you the favor by driving this bullet into your forehead.”“Oh, little man. Our bond is way stronger tha
As Rhea told Morticia the whole story about Valerie’s uncle, Morticia felt anger and worry rising in her chest.The urge to find the man named Drake triggered her.“He said that bastard is in town. Definitely has a motive… a dangerous one, I presume,” Rhea sighed. “Val asked me not to tell anyone… but I think you already know the reason why I'm telling you.”Morticia nodded, knowing what Rhea meant. “Sure, that bastard needs to be caught. How dare he return after all he did and still have the guts to appear at Nana's funeral?”“I know, right? I wish I could break both of his legs!” Rhea's jaw clenched, and Morticia gave her an assuring squeeze.“It's okay… we’ll find him.”****“Drake Grayson,” Klaus's jaw clenched. “I know that bastard.”“You do?” Morticia asked, a slight hint of hope lacing her voice. If Klaus knows him, then they can have their revenge for what he did to Valerie.“Yes. And as a matter of fact… he is after me,” Klaus said, his voice devoid of panic. He looked as tho
Rhea didn't realize the tears that slipped down her face, running down her own cheek. Never had she thought Valerie could face such cruelty from her own relative—someone she had once trusted.Why do trusted people seem to hurt her? Even her only sister and her first love did, cheating on her on her birthday.“Oh… Val,” Rhea whispered.“I was nine.” Valerie's jaw was gritted so hard that her teeth sent a signal of aching. “No one seems to believe me since there was no proof to support my claim, and I had spoken up too late,” Valerie whispered, her voice slightly heavy with emotion. “Nana wasn't around. It was just my sister who tried to fight for me.”“She tried to get to the root of the matter, wanting to run a test on me, but… the police never listened…”Rhea’s jaw clenched. “They must be insane. How could they dismiss you like that? How could they turn their backs on a child?” she whispered, her voice trembling with anger and sorrow.Valerie let out a bitter laugh, the sound devoid
Rhea returned home a bit early from work. Setting her coat aside, she stepped further into the room. Her eyes searched for Valerie. Was she not home yet?“Val?” Rhea called out gently, deciding to check their room. Getting there, she hesitated but pushed the thought aside. She opened the door, and there was Valerie, sitting on the bed, her back bent, her face cradled in her palms, and her elbows resting on her knees. She seemed lost in thought, a million miles away.Rhea stepped forward, her steps light and careful. Sadness swept across her features.“Val,” she called lightly, but Valerie remained unmoved, still drowning in her thoughts.Sighing, Rhea stepped closer and touched Valerie's shoulder.Valerie seemed to snap out of her trance, her gaze shooting up to meet Rhea's. “Rhea!”She stood up to face her and took a deep breath, clearing her throat and masking the sadness that Rhea had glimpsed for a fleeting moment.“Hey… uh, you got off work quite early. How are you doing?” Valer
Klaus chuckled, a low sound that felt like music to her ears. He pressed a swift kiss to her cheek.“Go freshen up. Breakfast will be ready soon,” he said, pulling away.Morticia noticed the restraint in his retreat. She would have loved to tease him more, but her body ached, though she tried to deny it.Back in the room, she entered the bathroom, opting for a warm bath since it was quite cold outside. The weather was relaxing, and she could already imagine using the chill as an excuse to have Klaus wrap his strong arms around her and talk for hours.She wished this honeymoon would never end.After her bath, she stared at her reflection. Love marks adorned her delicate skin, reminders of their passion.Geez, Morticia, enough with the thoughts about him.But no, there was no stopping them. Klaus was her husband now. Hers forever. She imagined their future—children, boys or girls, whatever God blessed them with. She pictured herself and Klaus parenting together, telling stories to their
In the cold hall, Drake weaved his way through. His shoulders were squared, his eyes serious, and his expression cold as ice. At the end of the hall stood three guards, securing a room.Drake gave them a nod, and one of the guards knocked on the door, announcing his presence. Upon receiving permission, the guards opened the door, letting Drake step inside.The room was large and imposing, with dark walls. In the middle of the room was a king-sized bed, where a man lay surrounded by three women, their hands and lips shamelessly exploring him.“What is it, Drake?” Cassian Moore raised his gaze to Drake, his calloused hand squeezing the ass of the woman straddling him. “Care to join before discussing whatever it is that’s on your mind?”“It’s about the new Don,” Drake said, his tone cautious. “He just got married.”Cassian’s brow furrowed as he sat up abruptly. “Klaus Barnard got married?” he questioned, disbelief sharpening his voice.“Yes. He tried to keep it a secret. His wife’s name
Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.
Comments