"Hmp..."Moans and groans filled the room as Klaus’s lips moved against Morticia's, passionate, hard, and possessive. His fingers trailed down her spine, sending electric currents through her body.He broke the kiss and gazed at her with those dark, metallic eyes."Do you like my touch?" he asked, repeating the motion and pausing at the hook of her bra. She swallowed hard, feeling his breath against her skin.She nodded, unable to find her voice. His touch had stolen her breath, and all she could think about was kissing his lips again."C'mon, say it, Bunnie. I want to hear it from those full lips of yours. Use them," Klaus whispered, his words stirring something deep inside her—desire."Yes..." her voice came out hushed, more like a soft moan. He smiled, clearly enjoying the way her body trembled under his touch."Yes, what?" he teased, leaning closer and brushing his lips against her chin as his hand slowly unhooked her white lace bra."Yes, I like your touch, Klaus," she replied, f
Klaus sighed and stepped out reluctantly."Let him in, then," he said, but when Mr. Liam checked again, there was no one."Uh, he’s gone," Liam informed Klaus, who frowned."What?" Klaus mumbled. "Is he getting old or something?""I have to go," Morticia said from behind him."Are you sure? It’s pretty dark already. You can stay the night if you want," he offered. She badly wanted to agree, but Ava must be waiting for her. Vincent would be home tonight, and they might start to suspect something.She didn’t want anyone to know what was going on between her and Klaus. Not yet.Klaus seemed to understand. "I’ll walk you home, then.""No, you should go back and have your dinner before it gets cold. Goodnight," she said, walking away as his gaze followed her until she was out of sight.However, someone else’s gaze was on her as she crossed the street."Why didn’t Klaus come out, huh?" Jamie mumbled, glancing down at the gun in his hand. He chuckled, running his fingers through his hair.He
Rhea was watching a movie when her phone buzzed. She sat up, seeing the caller ID, and answered quickly."Did you get it?""Yeah, he had some childhood mental disorder. He grew up in Chicago with his grandmother, I think... He visited a psychiatric hospital during that time and was eventually discharged..." her friend Thane, a crazy hacker, said over the phone."What?""Yeah, and a nurse once wrote a statement that violence or losing something he loves could trigger his brutal side. That's all I could find. Who is this guy? If you know him, stay away... cases like this rarely heal."Rhea's face paled. She finally recalled where she had seen Jamie... in Chicago.Recalling how Morticia had mentioned Jamie acting strange when she broke up with him, Rhea felt a wave of dread."Oh no..."She quickly called Valerie, asking if Morticia was there."No, she's not here. Is everything okay?" Valerie asked.Rhea didn't respond and hung up, leaving Valerie frowning. Valerie thought for a moment, g
Rhea tried calling Klaus again for feedback, but he wasn't picking up. She tried Vincent's line too, but he wasn't answering either. She was freaking out, beads of sweat cascading down her face.Morticia better be alright. She had to be.How could she have remembered Jamie this late? It was years ago when her father took her to Chicago to visit her mother and spend a few days with her.In the park, little Rhea watched kids playing. She had no friends; most of the kids barely talked to her as if she were a misfit. Her skin was darker at that time.A particular boy around the age of nine caught her attention, young and cute. He was playing with his white cat, caressing it with all the gentleness in the world.. His eyes filled with love and adoration.A woman in her early fifties was making a call nearby."Grandma, I think Lily is hungry," the boy said to the woman, who waved her hand, indicating she'd attend to him soon.The boy set the cat on the ground, desperate to get his grandmot
Mrs. Hanson was packing when her phone rang. She reached for it and switched it off.The news of her husband's arrest was all over. The name they'd tried so hard to protect was shattered-all because Mr. Hanson couldn't control himself.It had started long ago, when Nica turned thirteen, growing breasts and developing a lovely voice. Mrs. Hanson had noticed her husband's interest but chose to ignore it, thinking he was just admiring her.But she was wrong.His behavior became inappropriate. He began holding Nica close, trying to kiss her, and rubbing himself against her whenever she sat on his lap.This led Mrs. Hanson to send Nica away to boarding school. Her husband had been furious at first but eventually stopped pressing her about it.When Nica returned to prepare for college, things worsened. He didn't even try to hide it, except when Jamie was around. He threatened to kill her if she told anyone.Mrs. Hanson was terrified. She'd had no say in her marriage since day one; Mr. Hanso
"Hey Bunnie."His arm pulled her close, her head pressed against his chest, heart fluttering at his familiar warmth.She looked up slowly at his face. Her voice croaked. "Klaus.""Yeah, it's me," he said, stroking her hair.Unable to hold it in any longer, she hugged him tightly and burst into soft cries, her tears soaking his black shirt. Only heaven knew how scared she was."Hey, it's okay. Don't cry. I'm here now; everything will be alright," he coaxed, his voice soft and gentle as Morticia struggled to control her sobs.From a shadowed corner, Jamie emerged. His eyes shifted to the entrance; he had heard the chain clacking earlier-a sign she was close."Morty," he called softly, but dread laced his tone. "I'm not gonna hurt you, okay? I just want to be with you. Was that too much to ask? I want to take you to our home. Peaceful. It has the water view you love. The air is calm and lovely.Just you and me. Do you know how sweet that will be? I'll treat you like a queen, give you wha
The doctor walked toward the four people sitting in the hallway. They all stood except Valerie."She is fine, but still asleep. There's no sign of any other wounds apart from the small bruise on her face," the doctor announced before leaving."I'm so glad," Rhea breathed out."I'm leaving. Say hi to Morty for me," Valerie said as she stood up."Thank you," Vincent replied, but Valerie said nothing and walked out."How come she has such high-tech equipment?" Klaus asked."Sienna mentioned she graduated from a military high school," Vincent explained.They all headed to see Morticia, who was waiting for them.Klaus clenched his jaw, wondering when Vincent had become soft for handing Jamie over to the police. Using Jamie's mental state as an excuse to avoid causing a stir only infuriated him more.Crazy or not, Jamie had hit Morticia, and he deserved to pay for that-he should be gone for good.But deep down, Klaus knew Vincent was right. This wasn't some messed-up job like Simon's.Still
Klaus groaned, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Her touch was so delicate, it pushed him to the edge, making his body tense.The veins in his neck bulged as he struggled to hold himself together.Yet, he let out a small laugh.Was she being serious right now?Who the heck is this innocent anymore? Sure, she had an overprotective brother and a mother who didn't like her having friends around.Morticia was a nerd-barely leaving the house, barely using the internet, and barely interacting with anyone except Rhea, him, and Vincent.But calling his cõck a banana? That was both frustrating and hilarious."Klaus? Are you alright?" she asked, concern etched on her face.Klaus couldn't speak, trying hard to keep his composure.Morticia's gaze shifted to the middle of his legs. That wasn't a banana, and it certainly didn't feel like one.Wait... could that be...?Her eyes widened, and her hand flew to her mouth as realization hit her. That was...That was his...She couldn't even form the next w
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
Work continued as usual, with Morticia's team chatting about how much they would miss this office compared to their own. They spoke about the treats, the atmosphere, and the facilities.But Morticia's fingers kept tapping on her desk, her mind drifting.She sighed. "What the hell is wrong with me? I should be patient, right?"She leaned back in her sleek black chair. "Is he bored of me?""Is something troubling you, Miss Addams?" Lisa asked.Morticia snapped out of her trance. "No, there's nothing wrong.""Don't worry about the project. We did an awesome job," Nolan reassured her.Morticia forced a smile and tried her best to focus on her work.--By evening, Morticia got out of a cab, paid the driver, and shut the door. She checked Klaus's message again and sighed.~Meet me at our spot. 8pm, don't be late~Her gaze shifted to the small beach ahead. "What could he be planning?"As she walked further, her eyes caught sight of a transparent tent. Approaching it, her heart warmed at the
The sun settled on Morticia's face, stirring her awake from sleep.She moaned softly, shifting in the soft bed. Her head bumped into a firm chest, prompting her eyes to flutter open and meet a pair of beautiful metallic eyes."Good morning, love," Klaus greeted in a sweet, deep voice that made her blush and smile."How long have you been staring at me?" she asked, her voice tiny, like a little child.She recalled last night's activities, and heat crept onto her cheeks. She quickly covered her face with the duvet."Shy?" Klaus chuckled, pulling the duvet away, but she covered her face again. "You're damn cute."He tugged the duvet away again, pinning it down this time so she couldn't hide. He leaned down to kiss her.Morticia smiled brightly. "Is this real?" she whispered.Klaus didn't reply. Instead, he leaned down and kissed her again, nibbling her lips gently to let her know it wasn't a dream.He was really here with her. She wasn't the cold, distant woman she had been since his ret