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Dinner had been pleasant, at least on the surface. Alan and Angela Robinson were full of questions about Alex and Klarisse’s day out together, their curiosity laced with subtle hints about the expectations looming over them. Each query about how they had spent their time felt like a polite but persistent reminder of the ultimate "goal" their families had set for them. Klarisse smiled and nodded through most of the conversation, while Alex deflected with practiced ease, skillfully steering the discussion away from any baby talk.By the time they excused themselves and headed upstairs, Klarisse felt both relieved and on edge. Their bedroom, though spacious and elegant, seemed to grow smaller as they entered. It wasn’t the room itself that felt stifling but the weight of everything unsaid.“You can use the bathroom first,” Klarisse said quickly, her voice softer than usual.Alex nodded, giving her a brief smile before disappearing into the adjoining bathroom. The sound of running water a
Последнее обновление : 2025-01-20The Heart of the Mafia Twin A Midnight Resolve
The cool air of the night brushed against Klarisse as she stepped out of bed, her bare feet making soft padding sounds against the polished floors. The emptiness on Alex's side of the bed had jolted her awake, and a sinking worry grew in her chest. Where had he gone? She wrapped her robe tightly around her and ventured out into the dimly lit hallways of the Robinson mansion.Her search led her to the family den, where the faint, warm glow of a single lamp cast long shadows on the walls. There, she found Alex, sitting in one of the large leather chairs, a bottle of whiskey in his hand, nearly emptied. His white shirt clung to his form, wrinkled from the hours he’d spent lounging there, and his boxer shorts revealed his relaxed, almost careless state. He looked up sluggishly as she entered, his eyes glassy and unfocused.“There you are, my lovely wife!” Alex slurred, a lopsided smile spreading across his face as he struggled to stand. His movements were slow, uncoordinated, and he stumb
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Klarisse stirred weakly under the covers, her body aching with an unusual heaviness. The room felt colder than usual, and even though the morning sun peeked through the curtains, it did little to warm her. Her throat was sore, her head pounding, and she could barely muster the strength to sit up. She hadn’t planned to take the day off from her responsibilities, but it seemed her body had made the decision for her. She was lying there, debating whether she could push herself to get ready, when the bedroom door flew open, startling her. Allie entered in a flurry of worry; her brows furrowed as she approached the bed. "Klarisse!" Allie exclaimed, her voice tinged with both concern and irritation. "Why didn’t you tell me you were feeling this awful? I’ve been texting you all morning!" Before Klarisse could respond, another figure appeared in the doorway. Alex stepped inside, his expression a mix of guilt and discomfort, his hands shoved into the pockets of his slacks. He avoided meetin
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One evening, after a particularly exhausting day, Klarisse found herself lying there, half awake, nestled in the crook of Alex’s arm. He was holding her close, his warmth wrapping around her like a blanket. His steady breath against her cheek was oddly soothing, and Klarisse felt her pulse quicken in a way she couldn’t quite explain. The connection between them was shifting, and the idea of denying it felt almost impossible now. Without fully understanding why, Klarisse lifted her head slightly and pressed her lips to his. It was a soft, fleeting kiss, but in that moment, it felt like everything. Alex froze, his body stiffening at the unexpected contact. But when he pulled away slightly to look at her, Klarisse could see the surprise in his eyes, followed by something else—a flicker of desire that she had never seen before. “Klarisse,” Alex murmured, his voice low and unsure. “Are you sure about this?” Klarisse didn’t answer with words. Instead, she let her actions speak. She leane
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The gentle warmth of Alex’s touch stirred Klarisse from her slumber. His fingers brushed against her forehead, checking for any lingering fever. Her heart raced, but she kept her breathing steady, her eyes firmly shut as if still caught in the grips of sleep. She wasn’t ready to face him, not yet—not after last night.The silence in the room was deafening. Alex’s movements were careful, deliberate, as if afraid to disturb her. He smoothed the blanket over her and adjusted the pillow under her head with a tenderness that sent a wave of conflicting emotions crashing over her. Klarisse’s mind replayed every moment of the night before—the kisses, the emotions they had both struggled to suppress, and the undeniable connection that had sparked between them.But now, in the stark light of day, she didn’t know how to face it—or him.She heard Alex sigh quietly, his weight shifting on the edge of the bed. He wasn’t rushing her awake. Instead, he seemed content to sit there, his presence a reas
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The golden hues of the afternoon sun filtered through the sheer curtains of the master bedroom. Klarisse sat up in bed, her strength returning after days of Alex’s diligent care. She watched him move about the room, folding a spare blanket he had draped over a chair earlier. His movements were calm and deliberate, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions swirling within her. Klarisse had made up her mind. If there was ever a time to be honest with Alex, it was now. He had been open with her about Maxine, laying his heart bare despite the awkwardness it might have caused. She owed him the same level of honesty. “Alex,” Klarisse began, her voice soft but steady. Alex looked up, his brows knitting slightly in concern. “What is it? Do you need something?” Klarisse shook her head, clasping her hands together to steady her nerves. “No, I’m fine. I just… I need to tell you something. It’s important.” He hesitated for a moment before nodding, crossing the room to sit on the edge of
Последнее обновление : 2025-01-22The Heart of the Mafia Twin A Visit
The morning was quiet, with a light mist clinging to the grounds as Klarisse and Alex prepared to leave for the Fowls’ estate. Neither spoke much during the drive, the weight of Klarisse’s revelation still lingering between them. Klarisse had her hands clasped tightly in her lap, her gaze fixed on the passing scenery. Alex, sensing her unease, reached out and gently placed a hand over hers. “You don’t have to do this alone anymore,” he said softly, his voice carrying a quiet reassurance. Klarisse turned to him, her eyes glistening with gratitude. She gave him a small nod and whispered, “Thank you.” When they arrived at the Fowls’ mansion, the sprawling estate felt eerily still. Klarisse led the way, her steps deliberate but hesitant. The path to Klara’s resting place was secluded, hidden behind a grove of trees on the eastern side of the property. The gravesite was simple but elegant, surrounded by neatly trimmed bushes and adorned with fresh flowers, which Klarisse recognized as
Последнее обновление : 2025-01-23The Heart of the Mafia Twin Suddenly Uncertain Again
The bustling aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the soft hum of conversations greeted Klarisse as she stepped into her café. The familiarity of the space was comforting, but her thoughts were anything but calm. She had been away for too long, first because of Alex’s disappearance, then her illness, and now, everything that had happened between them loomed over her like a heavy cloud. “Allie!” Klarisse called out as she spotted her friend behind the counter, arranging the pastry display. Allie’s head shot up, her face lighting up with a mixture of relief and teasing curiosity. “Klarisse! You’re finally back. And… looking a little too radiant for someone who’s supposed to be recovering.” Klarisse blushed, brushing off the comment as she joined Allie behind the counter. “I’m fine now. But can we talk? Privately?” Allie arched an eyebrow, her smirk growing wider. “Oh, this sounds juicy. Let me grab us some coffee and clear my schedule for a ‘Best Friend Emergency.’” Moments later, th
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