CATYA I yawn and stretch as my body ache reminds me of my decision last night to finally come find Klaus and seduce him to put an end to our years of misunderstandings at least for the sake of our daughter yet he's nowhere to be found now. There’s something downright insulting about waking up alone after amazing sex especially when you wake up glowing like literally glowing, skin like satin, lips still swollen, thighs tender and the man responsible for said glow is... gone..... Poof. I rolled over, hair a tangled halo around my head, and stared at the crumpled space Klaus had occupied just hours earlier. Still warm, like a cruel joke; the scent of him clung to the pillow like a ghost musk, cedarwood, a hint of whatever designer aftershave he always refused to name. No note. No text. Just an empty glass on the nightstand and my pride shriveling wrinkled aged woman. “Of course,” I muttered, dragging myself out of bed, still naked, and mentally calculating how many minutes it w
CATYA I yawn and stretch as my body ache reminds me of my decision last night to finally come find Klaus and seduce him to put an end to our years of misunderstandings at least for the sake of our daughter yet he's nowhere to be found now. There’s something downright insulting about waking up alone after amazing sex especially when you wake up glowing like literally glowing, skin like satin, lips still swollen, thighs tender and the man responsible for said glow is... gone..... Poof. I rolled over, hair a tangled halo around my head, and stared at the crumpled space Klaus had occupied just hours earlier. Still warm, like a cruel joke; the scent of him clung to the pillow like a ghost musk, cedarwood, a hint of whatever designer aftershave he always refused to name. No note. No text. Just an empty glass on the nightstand and my pride shriveling wrinkled aged woman. “Of course,” I muttered, dragging myself out of bed, still naked, and mentally calculating how many minutes it w
CATYA I yawn and stretch as my body ache reminds me of my decision last night to finally come find Klaus and seduce him to put an end to our years of misunderstandings at least for the sake of our daughter yet he's nowhere to be found now. There’s something downright insulting about waking up alone after amazing sex especially when you wake up glowing like literally glowing, skin like satin, lips still swollen, thighs tender and the man responsible for said glow is... gone..... Poof. I rolled over, hair a tangled halo around my head, and stared at the crumpled space Klaus had occupied just hours earlier. Still warm, like a cruel joke; the scent of him clung to the pillow like a ghost musk, cedarwood, a hint of whatever designer aftershave he always refused to name. No note. No text. Just an empty glass on the nightstand and my pride shriveling wrinkled aged woman. “Of course,” I muttered, dragging myself out of bed, still naked, and mentally calculating how many minutes it w
CATYA I yawn and stretch as my body ache reminds me of my decision last night to finally come find Klaus and seduce him to put an end to our years of misunderstandings at least for the sake of our daughter yet he's nowhere to be found now. There’s something downright insulting about waking up alone after amazing sex especially when you wake up glowing like literally glowing, skin like satin, lips still swollen, thighs tender and the man responsible for said glow is... gone..... Poof. I rolled over, hair a tangled halo around my head, and stared at the crumpled space Klaus had occupied just hours earlier. Still warm, like a cruel joke; the scent of him clung to the pillow like a ghost musk, cedarwood, a hint of whatever designer aftershave he always refused to name. No note. No text. Just an empty glass on the nightstand and my pride shriveling wrinkled aged woman. “Of course,” I muttered, dragging myself out of bed, still naked, and mentally calculating how many minutes it w
KLAUSThe rain was loud tonight—louder than usual. It tapped against my window like a restless reminder that peace was a damn myth. I sat on the edge of my couch in the dimness of my apartment, fingers rubbing at the tension between my brows. Storms like this always brought her back.Catya.It had been years since the divorce. Since she detonated our life with one choice. One betrayal. The kind that didn’t just hurt; it destroyed me. She hadn’t just ruined us; she ruined my best friend, my brother in all but blood.And still... I couldn’t forget her. Couldn’t erase the way her laugh used to make the world feel lighter. Or how her touch had once been home. I hated that part of me still craved her, still reached for her ghost in the dark.I let out a heavy breath, running a hand through my hair, gripping it tighter than necessary. I’d tried everything to forget: nights out, silence, and work, yet nothing helped. Every time it rained, it all came flooding back: her smile, her lies, her
KILLIANI was sipping lukewarm espresso from a porcelain mug when the door creaked open; no knock, no announcement, just the kind of arrogance I usually admired if I wasn’t already sick of it.“You’re not easy to find,” said the woman in red stilettos and cigarette perfume. Louisa..... I had my men investigate everyone around Rebel so I know who she is.I leaned back. “You break into every apartment you find or just the ones with better lighting?”“You call this better lighting?” came another voice, smoother, cooler.... Mia, another foe of Rebel's She closed the door behind her and stepped inside like she’d been here before; she hadn’t.... I would’ve remembered her. Blonde hair too perfect, eyes like frozen water, pretty, empty, big tities....I placed my mug down slowly. “If you’re selling candies, I’m full. If it’s threats, get in line.”Louisa dropped her handbag on my table like it was her office. “Neither. We’re here to talk about Rebel.”I didn’t blink. “That’s a mistake.”“Is