While the lecture was going on, Klaus continued researching whoever had sent those goons to hurt Morticia. He was coming up with nothing.“Young man at the back, do you mind putting your phone down?” the female lecturer, Mrs. Sally, asked.Klaus, unaware she was addressing him, continued using his phone.“Young man, I’m speaking to you,” she said again.Klaus finally looked up, locking eyes with the lecturer. The room became tense.“Why?” His nasal voice rang out from the back.Some girls bit their lips. This was Klaus's first appearance in class this semester. They had all missed his good looks and voice.“Because it isn’t proper to be on your phone while I’m teaching,” Mrs. Sally replied. She was clearly a new lecturer, unfamiliar with who Klaus was.“Then why are you teaching? Since it isn’t proper, maybe you should stop while I’m on my phone.”Mrs. Sally exhaled, struggling to contain her anger. "This is a lecture room. I suggest you leave if you really need to use your phone"“L
Klaus froze, wide-eyed, his mind racing to process what in the world had just happened. Her lips were pressed against his. She had actually kissed him?!Her eyes were closed, her hand slowly wrapping around his neck to hold him close.Why? Why couldn't he move?He badly wanted to pull away from her. Heaven knew he tried to... She was drunk, a mess, not in her right mind. And again, she was his best friend's little sister. Bunnie.It hit him.The sight of her biting her lip, the wet, glittering lips now pressed against his own. Damn it! It was dangerously irresistible.Again, heaven knew he tried his best, but... he couldn't.She began to pull her lips away from his, but he reconnected, his lips moving, tasting those soft, firm lips. The taste of alcohol lingered on them.Klaus wanted to be hard and rough, like the devil inside him wanted him to be. Who could blame him? She was intoxicatingly sweet.Yet, he was slow, gentle, savoring the sweet feel of her lips against his. She was inex
Morticia woke up the next morning, feeling weak as hell, her head throbbing like it was going to slipt into two any moment."Urgh.. I'm gonna be sick," she complained, getting off from the bed in the slowest way ever.She stood up, feeling pressed, and dragged her lazy self to the bathroom. She washed her face and gasped when she sighted her reflection on the mirror.Her lips parched, hair messy like a bed nest. Her eyes slightly swollen. Why was it swollen?... ah right, yesterday was her father's death anniversary.She had remembered his death anniversary so late and felt guilty. When she got home, she met no one, and the weight was crashing down at her.Especially the memories of how her father died. She would never forget that day... The fire.Morticia shook her head, not wanting to think about it. Instead, her head hurt."Ah, is this what they call hangover?" Morticia pouted.She shouldn't have had a drink last night. It was her first time, and the content tasted like shit. The on
Nica nervously fidgeted with her fingers. The weight of what she had done dawned on her.She shouldn’t have told Klaus that Simon had ordered those men to mess with Morticia. They actually wanted to strip her and take a few indecent pictures.It was mainly because Dimitri kept pestering Simon to do something about her getting humiliated.Klaus was going to do something. She knew it. He had always been like that in high school. Always protective of Morticia...She didn’t even know who was worse between Klaus and Vincent. What if Vincent found out, too? Things would get messy. That guy always had a smiley face, but he was dangerous as hell when triggered."Oh God," she mumbled. It was 2:00 a.m., and she couldn’t sleep.The knock on her door made her jerk. She stayed quiet, wondering who had come to her door this early.The knock came again, followed by a voice that sent a chill down her spine.She quickly lay on her bed, covering herself with the duvet, her heart racing. Why was he here
"Why did you do that?" Vincent questioned the cold guy, who was pulling out some drinks."You don't need to know," Klaus replied, reaching for the cups as well."I don't need to know why you beat up Simon and almost killed two men? I know you did it for a reason, so tell me.""Since you know I did it for a reason, let it slide," Klaus shrugged, placing the drinks on the table before turning on the television.Vincent's eyes stayed fixed on his stubborn friend. "Since when did you start keeping things from me?""Friends have limits on what they can tell each other," Klaus mumbled, opening the box of pizza on the table."Friends? We're brothers, sinful motherfucker... brothers.""Siblings have limits too," Klaus said, taking a bite. "You didn’t tell me you slept with Vivian, so we're even.""That was high school, and this isn't about girls. You hit Simon, and the fact that you're avoiding telling me means it involves me.""No, it doesn't. We cool?" Klaus lied. It was better if Vincent d
His words hung in the air for a long moment. They stared at each other, each with different thoughts running through their heads.She nodded, determination flashing in her gaze."I'm leaving," her voice firm."Good choice," he said in a low voice, watching her as she turned and headed for the door.Klaus knew that would be her answer. Leave and avoid him...That was exactly what he wanted her to do, yet she suddenly halted by the door. His eyes tracked her movement.She took a deep breath, mumbled something, and swept her hair back before turning to face him again.What is she doing?Her feet moved quickly. One moment, she was at the door, and the next, she was standing in front of him again. Those round grey eyes locked with his.Her jaw clenched. She stammered, her voice trembling."I... I'm... staying."Klaus's eyes widened, shocked by her unexpected action. He was speechless.Did she know what she was getting herself into?!Well, he gave her options, and she chose."Don't blame me
"Ahhhh!!!" Morticia screamed, rushing downstairs."Oh, Lord of heaven, what is it now?" Ava asked with a sigh."Rhea got in!" she exclaimed."Congratulations to her," Ava mumbled, her expression blank with no trace of excitement."Why aren’t you excited? You know how much I love Rhea, you should be happy for me.""I am happy for you. I’m just not used to being around someone foreign." Ava shrugged."Mom," Morticia sighed. Her mother could be a proud peacock sometimes."Fine... I’m happy for her. Once she’s here, tell her to come have dinner with us and sleep over," Ava shrugged."Yes! Thanks, Mom," Morticia hugged Ava and headed to the dining room but was surprised to see Klaus with Vincent.He was wearing his usual sleeveless black jersey, revealing tattoos, his eyes fixed on his phone. Seeing him for the first time after the kiss they had shared made her so nervous she almost thought of having her breakfast in her room."Breakfast is ready," Ava announced, and the guys looked up. Kl
"Well, Mr. Wimp, the thing is, Bunnie and I, K—"___"Klaus!" Morticia shouted, her eyes cold as ice. Klaus stopped, but the smirk stayed on his face."What’s going on, Morty?" Jamie asked from behind, missing Klaus’s last word."Nothing. He just wants to say something embarrassing about me. He’s taunting me, like always," Morticia replied, her voice strained. She wasn’t one to lie, but the thought of Jamie hearing it from Klaus was unbearable.Jamie’s eyes filled with concern and confusion. He didn’t seem convinced."I’ll see you around, Jamie," she added, hoping he’d leave before Klaus spilled anything. Klaus was unpredictable—he could say it at any moment, and no one could stop him."Alright," Jamie muttered. Morticia was relieved he didn’t press further. He was always understanding."Thanks again for the flowers," she said."Hm... I’ll see you tomorrow." Jamie closed the distance between them and kissed her forehead, his eyes briefly meeting Klaus’s.‘What the hell?’ Klaus thought
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