"Your roommate seems cool... a bit mean, though," Rhea said as they headed to the café."Yeah, she’s pretty nice if you’re patient with her.""Hm, she’s Sienna’s sister, right? I saw them arguing a moment ago," Rhea said."Really? What were they arguing about?""I don’t know. It wasn’t very clear," Rhea shrugged."Oh, by the way, Jamie confessed to me last night. He said he loves me," Morticia said, and Rhea froze, eyes wide."No freaking way. He confessed?""Yeah, he did," Morticia confirmed as they stepped into the café."Morty!" Jamie called from a corner of the café, waving at her. She smiled and led Rhea toward him."This is Rhea, and this is Jamie," Morticia introduced them."Hi," Jamie smiled while Rhea blinked."You kind of look familiar... Well, nice to meet you," Rhea greeted Jamie with a handshake."I don’t think we’ve met, but... nice to meet you too. Morty talks about you a lot. If you were a guy, I’d be so jealous," he joked, making the girls laugh. "I was about to invit
Vincent drove like a madman through the streets, weaving his way between cars, his heart pounding hard like a cage animal.“How is she?” he asked Rhea, who had Morticia’s body resting on her. Jamie was with them, just as concerned.“Her pulse is slowing, Vince,” Rhea said, panicked.“Fuck,” Vincent cursed, pressing the accelerator harder, speeding dangerously fast. That bitch Dimitri was as good as dead when he got his hands on her. They reached the hospital, and the car screeched to a halt.Jamie quickly carried Morticia out, but Vincent took her from him, dashing into the hospital, breathing heavily.“Help!” he yelled. Fortunately, the nurses rushed over. They placed Morticia on a stretcher and fitted her with an oxygen mask to steady her breathing.Vincent watched as they worked, and slowly, Morticia’s breathing returned to normal. She fell asleep.He let out a deep breath of relief as the doctor mentioned that she would be fine.Rhea’s eyes were teary. Morticia’s condition had ne
Simon looked at Dimitri, who was struggling to breathe. She was losing so much blood, and her life was slipping away. Her eyes, once full of life, were now dull.Simon badly wanted to scold her. She was the one who said they should stay low, yet she had been the impatient one.Simon’s eyes remained fixed on the two of them. “I could kill you both right now. Challenging me is the stupidest move you could make.”“You made the rules, Simon. You said none of us should hurt each other or our people without a good reason... but you broke the rule. You sent men to molest my sister, and your bitch here almost killed her.”“That’s right. I made the rules.. not you...”“How about you say that to Void?” Klaus added with a dark smirk.Simon’s eyes widened at the name. “How do you know about him?”“Since you treat us like puppets, we decided to find out who pulls your strings,” Klaus smirked.Though Void remained mysterious, they had been digging into Simon since the day he refused to free them. T
After the call with Rhea, Morticia grabbed her popcorn and began to watch the movie. It turned out to be a horror one.She had bought it thinking it was a romance series, but it was horror, and the fact that she couldn’t take her eyes off it baffled her.The door creaked open, and she gasped with a sharp scream."Easy, it’s just me," Klaus mumbled, his eyes settling on the TV. "Is that horror?""Yeah? What are you doing here?""I’m spending the night here. Vince got an emergency call from his company and won’t be home," he replied, his voice tired. His hair was rough, matching his voice.Heat crept onto Morticia’s cheeks. Does that mean she’ll be home alone with Klaus?"Why do you have to stay? It’s not like it’s my first time being home alone," she said."I’m going up to bed. I can’t argue with you," he swept his hair back and headed upstairs."Why does he look so tired?" Morticia mumbled, returning her gaze to the TV, only to jerk at the sight of a woman being murdered in her bed."
She pushed herself up, pressing her chest against his. Their lips moved in sync, and Klaus's hand trailed up further.It took her breath away. His mouth was greedy and wild, and she couldn’t keep up, overwhelmed by the sensation.His hand stopped just below her breasts. He pulled away and whispered, "Can I touch you?"His voice was laced with desire, his lips pink and swollen from kissing her."Yes," she agreed.Klaus's teeth grazed her collarbone, and she moaned. The feeling shot down her entire body as he gently sucked her skin. His hand cupped one of her breasts, giving it a light squeeze under her shirt.Soft—yet firm—and damn good. It was as if it was made for his hand to hold. His touch ignited her body even more. What was he doing to her?"This is crazy, Bunnie. Fuck," he said, moving his lips up to her chin, kissing her, then trailing back to her lips. She let out a satisfied moan. She couldn’t get enough of his lips."I want to see you. Will that be okay?""See me?" she asked
The next morning, Morticia woke up slowly with a light groan. Her body stretched on the bed as her eyes fluttered open to her familiar room.The memories of last night hit her, and she blushed. She rose from her bed, swung her feet to the floor, and headed downstairs."Innocent demon is awake," Vincent’s voice greeted her. Morticia paused.Klaus emerged from the kitchen, casting his usual blank gaze at her.Her heart almost jumped out of her ribcage. She smiled at him, but he didn’t return it, which mad her frowned."Good morning, Bunnie," he mumbled, eating the cereal he had brought from the kitchen and sitting beside Vincent."Let me have some," Vincent reached out."No. Why do you want it now that I’ve made it? You said you weren’t interested a moment ago," Klaus raised a brow at him."I wanted you to make it... now let me have some," Vincent reached for it, but Klaus dodged."Go make your own.""Come on, just one spoon, okay?" Vincent pleaded."No... what's with your mood? Seems
"You're not my girlfriend, Bunnie. I don't date. So quit acting up..."_Those words hurt. They hurt like hell and at the same time reminded her of who was standing before her.It was Klaus, the guy who broke her heart over and over again with every make-out session with other girls. She had learned the art of not letting it get to her... but this?This hurt like hell, making it hard for her to breathe.Klaus didn't realize how much his words had affected Morticia, not until a tear rolled down her cheek. The scowl on his face softened."Bunnie... I..." He took a step forward, but she stepped back, staring at him in disbelief. His voice was soft. "I didn't mean to snap at you like that... you just always seem to get everything wrong.""Yeah, I did," she croaked. She sniffed, suppressing the urge to cry in front of him."Hey..." Concern etched onto his face. She snapped."It was just a fling. You were right," she added. "And that fling is never going to happen again."Klaus watched her
"Hello, everyone, I'm home!" Ava stepped into her apartment with several boxes, her face lit up. "Mom!" Morticia rushed downstairs to hug her tightly, her face lightly made up to hide her slightly swollen eyes. Ava hugged her tightly. "Aww, my sweet girl. I've missed you so much!" "Okay, Mom, you're crushing my bones right now," Morticia mumbled against her chest. Ava broke the hug and kissed her cheek. "How was Paris?" Morticia chuckled. "It was fantastic! The shoot only took a few hours, and Josephine and I spent the rest of the time exploring Paris. It was fun. I'll take you there for vacation during the holidays," Ava said. "Sure," Morticia nodded. As Ava stepped further inside, Morticia noticed someone helping with Ava's remaining bags-Klaus. Her smile faded as their gazes met. He halted his movement and slowly shut Ava's trunk. Morticia sighed. She had mentally prepared herself for this. "Hello, Mrs. Ava," Rhea greeted, surprising Ava. "Rhea, right?" "Yeah
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