LOGIN“Leave her alone Lucas”
Klara said in hushed tone and approached Freya who in return heaved a sigh standing up from the chair as if she’s been saved by a beast. Luc’s eyes drooped seeing Freya’s actions but soon he smiled hiding away his pain and stood up facing Klara. “Not a chance baby sister. I rather die than give up” Freya’s body tensed, unbeknownst to her hearing Luc’s nonchalant words but she hardened her expression, swaying the little girl in her arms and mumbled something that shocked the Roselli siblings. “Then just die instead of killing me everyday with your torture” “Ouch!” Klara said eyeing at her brother in concern as she took her daughter into her arms carefully. Freya had gone too far by saying that but Lucas deserved it though. He said so many hurtful things to her, so it’s natural to receive harsh remarks from her. Even so Klara felt bad for Lucas and her mood darkened a little thinking about Luc’s bleeding heart. He may look tough and carefree on the outside but Klara knew how much he’s suffering internally. He’s just pretending to be alright so that no one worries about him. But Klara is not oblivious to his fake smiles and show. Lucas never loved anyone in his life and knew how much Freya weighs in his heart and being hated by your beloved is painful than a slow death. She doesn’t know how to help her brother or how to ease his pain. While she’s thinking about Luc's failed love, his words amused her and she couldn’t help but roll her eyes at his cringed provocative words. “If that’s what you wish for, I’ll surely grant it for you” Freya couldn’t tolerate Lucas anymore and cursed under her breath before leaving her room to have breakfast. “Mad man” Roselli siblings chuckled staring at Freya’s back and moved closer to each other. Klara leaned her head on Luc’s shoulder while swaddling her baby tightly to warm her little body and whispered to Lucas. “Are you alright brother?” Lucas just hummed planting a kiss on the top of Klara’s head but his eyes still kept staring at the direction Freya just left. He didn’t know how long it takes to earn Freya’s trust and forgiveness. Or can he ever get her back? That thought is eating him alive but he’s pushing himself forward to keep on trying his best. Maybe one day Freya will understand him. She’ll definitely takes him back into her arms and will adore him like she did in the past, calling him with his sweet name LUCA. There is still a long way to go. “Earth to Luc” Klara snapped her fingers in front of Lucas as he zoned out again on broad day light and it’s been happening a lot lately. Stress and worries. It’s been hard on Lucas for the past one year as he has lot of duties to fulfil. One is to persuade Freya whenever he got time and to look after the Kingsters clan alone and at last to pamper his niece. He’s very packed with responsibilities. “I said I’m fine” Lucas said in frustration and Klara covered her nose with a scrunched face. “Oh god! Brush your teeth idiot” She whisper yelled at him and left Freya’s room with her sleeping baby girl. Lucas sighed heavily shaking his head and followed her out. He wondered how Ralph dealt with her for a year. Klara is really typical and hard to tame. What’s wrong with morning breath? She always scolds him for that very particular reason. Does that mean Ralph spent his mornings terribly with his sister’s nagging? He pitied the poor man. Lucas retreated to his room to clean himself while Klara came to dining hall where her parents, Trupiano’s and Freya are waiting for her to start the breakfast. Klara greeted her parents with a kiss on their cheeks before formally nodding at Trupiano’s with a reserved smile and placed her little pumpkin in the crib which is beside her chair. Lucas arranged baby cribs almost in all rooms of the mansion as everybody takes turns to look after the baby. Sometimes her parents likes to play with her and then there is Freya who takes her to her room every morning and sometimes Klara had to attend important meetings in the study room so there is a crib in the study as well. And here there is another one in the dining hall so that the little pumpkin won’t be alone in her room while the whole family is in dining hall. What a thoughtful uncle he is?Daisy was an orphan, suffered in her teens because of an abusive boyfriend but after meeting Louis, she felt alive all over again but he was already married to Julia and she suppressed her feelings. Then she met Matthew and her whole life changed ever since. She got married, found a beautiful family, had an adorable son who she raised pouring all her love but her castle collapsed when Klara rejected her son for Ralph.Enrico rebelled and fought against Ralph but at last he was defeated and disappeared without a clue. She knew her son was at fault but how can a mother say that out loud? When she was alone, her thoughts drifted back to the past, stimulating her nerves and her old sickness returned. She’s taking medicines to keep her sanity at bay but she didn’t know how long she can survive on medication. Before she loses her mind, she wishes to see her son and wants to live the best life she can. Louis who is playing with goldie beside Daisy frowned, hearing her words. J
“Say grandpa.”Louis’ voice echoed in the empty corridor as he headed towards his room with the little goldie securely wrapped in his arms. The kids are getting ready for the ball, so he took the initiative to look after his adorable granddaughter. And he is loving every bit of it. “Say it. Say it.”He tickled the little girl, holding her up on his shoulders just like he carried little Klara back in old days and laughed along with her. “Dada! Dada!”No matter how many times they tried, goldie only said ‘DADA’. It’s likes she is reminding everyone about her father’s absence, especially to annoy her mother he guess. “She’s not old enough to say grandpa Louis.”He turned around hearing Daisy’s voice and smiled at her while the little girl kept pulling his hair and she’s having loads of fun, when he reacts to her actions. Such a lovely granddaughter she is, he thought and tickled her again. “Haha! Daisy.”He laughed heartily when goldie smacked his head with her tiny hands an
“Are you not coming to the ball?”Milo asked the man who stood outside the Onyx, probably waiting for master’s arrival. In the morning, Dylan took the bitch to the graveyard as per her request and returned by afternoon while he took master to his secret den, where they are running search operations for a mysterious person. “No.”Dylan answered, checking the time on his wrist watch. Four more hours. Till the ball lasts. Perfect. His nonchalant reply annoyed Milo and gritted his teeth, blocking Dylan’s path. What’s so great about his actions? Helping the bitch who once broke their hearts? Fucking bullshit!“Don’t tell me you are going to spend the night with the bitch?”He snarled making Dylan frown. Milo’s tone is harsh and humiliating but he’s not going to steep to Milo’s level. He has better things to do than participate in his ridiculous verbal war. “Milo!”Milo lost his temper when Dylan still remained motionless even after his provocation. What Dylan did this morning
The 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







