Flora stood in the big room still and astonished. No one was there, yet the crying sound was clear. Someone was crying for sure. She couldn't deny it! Flora walked into the room, trying to find the source of the sound, till her ear led her to the praying corner. Flora knelt by the books shelf and listened carefully to what came from it. The hypersensitive ear Flora never betrayed her. The crying sound was coming from behind the bookshelf. Flora opened the secret passage that she discovered days ago, then her blood ran cold. The crying sound has become so clear. And it was not crying but growling and moaning. And it was too high to deny and too familiar to ignore: "That's the voice of Claude !" Without thinking twice, Flora came into the dark passage. She was afraid as much as disturbed but she felt responsible for Claude's well-being. She has to find him and help him if he needs help. If she can't help him, she can at least hold him tight till the pain passes so he won't feel alon
"The monster tried to protect you. Yet, here you are digging your own grave" A strong smell of Vodka and alcohol came from Claude's clothes. His eyes had no hint of sanity or reason. It was clear: Flora was dying with death. "Not yet." whispered to herself "Not without a fight." Flora shut the door close as fast as she could and locked it with the key. While the monster Claude tried to break in, she was looking for a way out. The only window was this of the sailing. And it was five meters high or more: "F*ck it must be an escape door or something!" Claude was hitting the door as a beast to break it open. He made horrible sounds in the process that Flora didn't care about. She had to find an escape! It was a matter of life or death! Finally, she found a ventilation duct. She took the scissors she found on the table and started unscrewing the air passage. But Claude was way stronger. He broke the door open in two minutes or less. And Flora's heart stopped beating. She recalled
"How should I punish your bad behavior?"Claude crossed his arms and smirked. Flora was still gasping for air. "Do you have a suggestion?"Instead of being an intelligent girl and trying to communicate with the Beast, Flora tried to run again as soon as she caught her breath back.The Beast giggled like a madman and then purchased her again like a psycho hunter. He caught her first by the hair. Then he took her arm instead after hearing her high-pitched scream. "I warned you of running away. Didn't I?"His voice was inflamed, husky, and diabolical.Flora knew she f*cked it up entirely.The Beast pulled Flora to a far room in the department. No matter how much she begged or apologized, he was determined. Flora didn't think it might get worse till she saw the room he led her to. A sob came out of her throat spontaneously. It was music to his ear. But her flopping was a nuisance so he slapped her to calm it.Flora fell to the ground crying. She can't believe Claude is doing this to he
"AHHHHH!” Flora cried from the bottom of her heart as his two fingers touched her throat’s back. Her gag reflex was getting irritated, on and on, again and again. And it looked as if he was irritating it on purpose and with professional moves. If his fingers were inside her lady parts, she would be losing her mind by now. Flora fought the desire to throw it out. But finally lost. After five minutes of torture, she throws on his hand and her clothes. She did it while crying in humiliation. The Beast smirked as he reached his goal. He took some paper tissue and water to clean Flora’s face. Then ordered her to strip, which she had to do given the dirt on her clothes. Flora was only wearing some long panties and a little top when she was done. The Beast allowed her to clean herself with a jar of water. Then he gave her clean water to drink. She was too delirious to do any of that by herself. He helped her with infinite gentleness. And through it, Flora knew, her Claude is somewhere the
Another kiss was needed to calm Flora down. Her bladder was far from full. And she had the impression she may explode at any moment. He comforted her by saying: "You need it to be full. Trust me" "Don't humiliate me more. I beg you..." "I won't. You are holy. You are not meant to be humiliated." Still, she continued struggling. Her struggle was faint and weak, yet it was quite bothersome for him. To feel pleasure to the core, she should first be ready and calm. She should accept it and be sure she has no escape from it. So he took a generous sip of vodka and gave it to her mouth by mouth. Another kiss was given to her, a long soft wet kiss. It was the first she didn't resist and the last she won't engage in. He pulled her by force to the cross and parted her hands. He took some ropes to bondage her hands apart. Then he chained her neck and chest with golden chains. Finally, he fixed her feet. A white wooden cross, golden chains, white ropes, and a beautiful dark-haired maide
In the forbidden departement, Flora discovered the black scret of Claude: He was making her portraits. Some dark, disturbing ones. Flora understood that Claude is obssessed with her, just as Jack. He is a monster too. To push the horror further, She got caught by the drunk Claude. No matter how much she resisted and tried to run, he managed to make her fail. He tortured her, chained her on a cross and went on painting her. Flora discovered that Claude, the moon of her life, has a dark side. He has a dark past she knew nothing about. The next day Claude woke up, and discovered Flora is nowhere to be seen.
Claude killed his first victim when he was merely sixteen. On the opposite of what he thought, killing was not that difficult nor that tormenting. It was relieving. Claude knew he was a sociopath from the very start. He has been raised by a great father that taught him to be good. And thanks to that, Claude is a sociopath but he's also a good man. Good sociopaths are not common, but good training and good psychiatrists can help the patient to elaborate some cognitive empathy. And it was all that Claude needed to be a good part of society. After seeing the worst face of evil, Claude took a different path from his father. Justice can't be found in the same system that killed it. Only someone outside of the system can find it. Only a rebel who's brave enough to enlighten the fire of revolution.
The teen boy had a strange dream. He was running toward the sun while his father's words echoed in the background: "I want the sun to rise in the north... That man is a sun. He is a true man of the south. He is an inspiration. He is a true Knight." What was that man's name? "I named you after him. So you will become as bright as him." Wolfgang Knightly of The South. The boy woke up from slumber as the early sun touched his handsome face. He cuddled the stray cat that spent the night by his side. And then he continued the journey. Today, he shall get to the Blue Cliff. And he shall meet Mr. Knightly. Getting to the mansion was not that hard. The place was quite famous. And the usual people on the street told the boy the directions. It was not hard. Yet the hard part was the next point: How will he pass the guards and go to meet Mr. Knightly?! The boy looked at his clothes: They were dirty and worn out. His general appearance was miserable. And he lacked the courage to talk. As
Flora woke up the next morning to the sound of knocking on her chamber door.“Yes?!” She asked“Are you decent?”“A moment please.”Flora jumped off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face. She knew the voice owner: That was the voice of Mr. Wolfgang! Flora changed her clothes and did her hair then she stood up in the middle of the chamber, head high, straight posture, and severe facial expression:“Please, come in.”Wolfgang came into the room and smirked looking at Flora: She tried to appear solemn and severe but the excitement in her eyes failed her:“How was your night, young lady?”“Cozy, thank you. How have you been, sir?”“You can call me Father. Or don’t. That silly son of mine shall marry you first.”Flora got as red as a cherry and she looked down shyly. He knew she was emotionally entangled with his adopted son! “Calm down Flora. Don’t mess it up this time.” She whispered to herself.“Mr. Wolfgang.” She said to him, “I want to talk with you.”“Here I am.”“First,
“Are you happy?” said Mielle. Cassius barely added a word after Claude left him and Mielle. He asked her to give him her seal and gun if she had any. Mielle took off the necklace she kept under her clothes. That necklace had a seal on it: The seal of a thorny rose. With that seal, Mielle has the access to the Brotherhood’s database and has the right to communicate with other members. Without a seal, she is just a hanged member who has no voice. Cassius was not afraid of her. Even if she asks for help, his position as enforcer will prevent her from getting any. Plus, he knew she didn’t want help. Mielle was far too proud to not accept the consequences of her free actions. But he respected the protocol. From the moment she is considered a sinner, to the moment she accepts redemption, Mielle shall stay isolated from the rest of the brotherhood to not spread her sins among them. It was ridiculous, but it was the law that protected this brotherhood for centuries. Mielle gave him her gu
Mielle, the witty coffee shop owner, is an assassin.Cassius, the kind guy, is an enforcer.The enforcer’s job in the Round Table was not complicated. He has to keep order. Every member of the secret society should respect his place, his mates, and the law. And Mielle just broke all of it. Cassius was an enforcer linked to Claude, and Mielle was the assassin linked to Claude. Claude was a knight. Which is a very advanced position. To each knight, the Round Table attributes a functional unit. In the unit, there is an assassin who shall enforce the knight’s orders outside the brotherhood. The Round Table attributes every knight an enforcer in charge of keeping order and punishing those going berserk, even if they were the knight himself.Mille acted without her master’s consent two times. The first time was on the Orient Express where she killed a mafia man: Mr. Fortnight, to avenge her family. The second was in the peace masquerade where she poisoned a guest: Mrs. Ilnero gives her fri
Roxanna was aware of the situation. The moment Cassius told her Claude was waiting for her. She nodded and spared herself successfully from the police. She walked into the study where Claude was smoking and greeted him:- I pay my respect to the glorious silver knight.- Welcome Miss La Rosa. Do me the honor of sharing a discussion.It was a bit dark inside. The smoke made the air thick and gloomy. Roxanna knew that Claude was angry. With his dominant posture and cruel face, he looked quite the dangerous. Claude sat in front of Roxanna and offered her a cigarette. She accepted it and smoked as well. Claude sighed and asked her, with a dry tone:- Long story short, are you the one who did it?- Would you punish the one who did it?- No. I want a painful death for that witch. Yet, choosing this time is just irrational.- It was not me Mr. Knightly. If it was me, I would admit it with no fear.- In that case, do you know who did it?- No, no one told me about something like that happeni
Flora felt nausea. What has she done?! Claude will kill her for this! He will damn kill her!Once they heard Bianca’s scream, Flora was about to run into the building and head to the ballroom, when Vlad caught her hand:“Stay here, I will go to enquire.”“Yes.”The moment Vlad disappeared, Ludovic appeared as if he was waiting for her to be alone. “So? Shall we go?”“What have you done?!”“Nothing. But it is a good occasion to run without Jack and Claude noticing us.”“No, I can’t! I didn’t tell Claude yet that I am going with you! I can’t just disappear again! That would be cruel and disrespectful!”Ludovic grabbed the woman’s arm and growled: “Do you want to meet Wolfgang or not?”“But…”“Yes or No?! Make a choice!”“Yes.”“Then let’s go. We have no time left. Soon the two men will get aware of your disappearance.”Ludovic took Flora to his car and ordered his men to act as secretly as possible. And so, when everyone was swallowing the shock of the unpredictable incident, Ludovic
Bianca screamed as her mother collapsed in the ballroom: “Mother! Mother! Wake up!!!”A line of black thick blood was coming out of the mouth of the unconscious woman. “Poison!” cried a lady “She is poisoned!”Claude came to the ballroom with Jack as soon as they heard the screaming:“Is that your doing?” Claude asked Jack the moment they got to the door.“No. Yours?”“No.”“Who then?”They didn’t need that answer for the moment. Instead, they approached the victim:“What the f*ck is this?” said Jack as he knelt beside the collapsed woman.“Oh! Mr. Black! Mother! Mother got poisoned!” responded Bianca crying.Claude ordered his men to call the police and an ambulance. But Jack said coldly as he examined the woman: “Order them to hurry and bring a doctor along. I do not think she can make it in more than an hour.”“Alright. Ladies and gentlemen, please do not leave your positions. Stay where you are until the police are here.”Inside, Claude was cursing. That was far away from being a
Flora looked around her all the time. Claude was nowhere to be seen when she needed to talk to him as soon as possible. Staying around Roxana was the best. But Flora was anxious so she excused herself and went into the hallway to look for Claude. The anxiety made Flora not pay attention to Jack who came after her. But suddenly as she walked in the long corridor, she felt a shiver. And she immediately knew what it was. She turned to look solemn and saw Jack behind her, smiling as the devil he is:- Did you miss your Daddy, babydoll?He said with a teasing smile and Flora had the desire to vomit. And she did not answer. She just kept looking at him with pride and confidence.Jack’s smile started to fade as he sensed something was different about Flora’s eyes. He saw her arrogant look thousands of times before, but this… this was something different:- Come back to your house my dear wife. Your husband and family, we are all waiting for you- Does that include your wipes and ropes?- Of
It was the time for a Valse. Cassius asked Flora to be his partner and she didn’t let him down. Cassius, as the sweet guy he is, attracted many of the ladies at the ball. First, they got disappointed seeing he had a partner. Then, they got even more disappointed to see him dancing with the ball’s queen: Flora La Candida.Cassius only smiled at Flora. No word was said for a while. He led her softly and naturally. They looked perfect dancing together. But after some time, Cassius bent on his partner and whispered:- Tell me he didn't hurt you that night Flora. Please, tell me he didn't.- He didn't- Thank goodness. Cassius sighed. Now that you are back things will get better. As his close friend, I am truly happy you are back, Flora. Claude was acting strong but inside he was burning. Can you believe Mielle herself was kind to him?- Gosh... I am sorry - Don't be. Or be. If you want to apologize, apologize to Ciel. The poor man was having a VERY hard mouth.Flora laughed. Her sweet la
Back to the present,----------Flora woke up after some minutes. Claude was still holding her tight and caressing her back. When she opened her eyes she saw him looking at her and she felt like heaven."We must go back to the ballroom, don't we?""I think we should. I'll never get enough of the shocked face of your stepmother."Flora giggled:"Neither I !""Let me help you dress then I will go and ask a maid to help you with your hair and makeup.""Gosh! I have a problem. I didn't bring anything to correct my appearance!""That's alright. In the resting room, they are keeping some brushes and makeup simple.""What a relief to be in a masquerade held by a billionaire."Claude laughed and said:"Are you aware you came to a masquerade without a mask? All of that to disturb those b*tches?""Well, in fact, I was planning on wearing a mask and meeting you privately. Then I thought: Why am I scared? Let them know I am alive. Let them burn for my happiness. I think it was worth it. I am not