LOGINThe hour’s hand moved past five, fifteen minutes ago and still the ladies in the room couldn’t decide their outfits for the upcoming night. “How do I look Klara?”Freya who covered her eyes with the glittery black eagle eyed mask, looked at her reflection in the mirror and shook her head as a no before taking it off and picked up another one from the table beside her where a bunch of colourful masks in variety of designs laid for the ladies on it in a row. “I think I should go with the silver one.”She put the mask before her eyes but it seemed to dull her complexion. She clicked her tounge, annoyed by the fact that she couldn’t find a damn mask that suits her look for the night. “No! Maybe gold.”With a little shook of her head, she held another mask in the place of silver one and her lips curled into a satisfying smile. “Perfect!”The gold mask did not just elevate her skin tone but also complimented her white bodycon dress with a slit that ended above her left knee, sho
The darkness loomed over the place as night fell and the cool breezes from the open window hit the couple nestling on the bed.The sound of clock ticking occupied the serene silence between them until the man pulled away from the cosy hug and started dressing up. “Are you leaving soon? It’s not even dawn.”Came a soft, honey like voice from behind, halting his actions but the pause only lasted for a second before Enrico put on his clothes, his movements neither slow nor fast but calculated. “You should get more sleep. Don’t you have a ball to attend?”His stern voice confused Amina Khan, who sat up supporting her sore body on the headboard and covered her naked self with the sheets but all the time she kept staring at him with her furrowed brows. “Are you mad at me Enrico?”She asked after a brief silence as she slowly realized the reason for his change in mood. He was all over her moments ago and made love to her passionately like he always does but now he is acting distant
The rest of the day went by quickly and it’s time for Klara to leave. The sky turned orange, spreading the gold hue on the couple standing at the door way of the Onyx. “Can’t you stay?”Ralph asked as he wrapped his hands around Klara’s waist and kissed her temple with so much yearning. He didn’t want her to leave yet. He just couldn’t let her go. As the days neared to his daughter’s birthday, the tension in his heart increased with each passing second. There is no lead from Ric and Faisal Khan and the situation isn’t favourable anymore. He let Ric out as a bait to catch the big fish but still there is no moment from the foe. It’s like the bastard is watching him from the shadows while he’s running in a maze without knowing the way out. For the first time in his life, his hands are tied with an invisible rope. He couldn’t predict the enemy’s move or strategy. It’s like he’s playing in the ground alone with his opponent in the dark. He’s scared. Helpless. Scared
The lively meal turned into a bitter one with Ralph’s decision.Just like the table full of various delicacies, the people around the table possessed different opinions on his decision. Milo felt hard to swallow the food knowing that Cecelia is getting a day to see the light.When he dragged her to the dungeon by her hair, he thought she’ll rot in the dark cell till her death, making her life a living hell but because of Dylan she’s going to step out. What a disgrace? It’s a shame. But Dylan seemed happy about his victory and he ate the food with much appetite.“I’ll take her out this weekend.”He said ignoring the fact that it’s making Klara uncomfortable. She looked gloomy and stopped eating and Ralph didn’t persuade her anymore which turned her face ashen. Milo sensed the dark clouds forming on them and shook his head at Dylan, urging him to stop his nonsense but the latter only shrugged his shoulders. What the fuck is wrong with the bald head? Why is he acting
The dining hall fell into silence after Milo placed his question on the table. No one uttered a word except Ralph who is feeding Klara irrespective of her protests, pampering her with his soft words and at last she raised her hands in defeat and put her cutlery down, letting him do as he wished. Pleased with her actions, Ralph dragged her plate towards him and dumped her food into his plate before taking a bite. She is already tired because of their intense exercise, so why bother to strain her energy when he is willing to serve her? Though Klara pretended to ignore Cecelia’s topic, deep down she is curious to know about Ralph’s opinion on her ridiculous request.More than two years has passed and yet he let her live. She expected him to behead her as soon as he found out about her schemes but he disappointed her by imprisoning her in the dungeon. And now the chameleon gathered the courage to make demands. How audacious? The food smelled good and she knew it tastes deli
After dealing with Cecelia, Dylan and Milo came back to the Onyx and saw the bickering couple in dining room. Klara leaned her delicate body on the dining table while Ralph towered over her, his hands resting on either side of her casually. Seeing them like that after a long while felt like they returned to the old times. They really missed their cosy breakfasts and fierce dinners. “What's with you two?”Klara asked after spotting them at the entrance of the dinning hall and pushed the man who is trapping her slightly. Taking the hint, Ralph moved to the side, standing beside her, his eyes landing on the two figures. Dylan always puts on his poker face but today it looked more serious and even Milo doesn’t look good. Normally, he wouldn’t be quiet when she’s here as he would torture her with numerous questions about Darla. Something is not right. “It's the bitch.”Milo said, his face twisted with anger and disgust. So, their foul moods has something to do with the c







