로그인Alice’s POVI nodded, my lips lifting into a smile. The camera went crazy when Klaus wrapped his hand around my waist, drawing me closer. A wave of whispers erupted. “Isn’t that Alice? Damn! She looks absolutely gorgeous.”“I thought it was fake.”“They actually look good together.”My cheeks burned. Klaus was completely unaffected by the comments. If anything, he looked amused.He held me like something fragile. Something he couldn’t afford to break. Slowly, he guided me deeper into the restaurant. The entire place was breathtaking. Crystal chandeliers that hung from the ceiling. Soft music. It was perfect. A waiter immediately rushed forward. “Mr Gambino. Your private table is ready.”Of course he had a private table. I couldn’t expect less from Klaus Gambino. We followed the waiter upstairs to a secluded balcony. I could see the city lights. The view stole my breath away. “It’s…beautiful,” I whispered, still staring.“Not as beautiful as you.” I nearly choked. It felt un
It’s been three days.Three days and I hadn’t set my eyes on Klaus. I came every day to his door, knocking. But the door never opened. It was as if he was avoiding me.Was it because we almost….?Slowly, I walked downstairs to get breakfast.Then I saw him. Klaus. He was sitting majestically, wearing a black shirt rolled to his sleeves. His face looked even more handsome. Relaxed. My heart skipped. His gaze shifted to me. But it was just a quick glance, before he looked away. My brows formed into a knot. I sat beside him, staring. But he didn’t even take a look at me. Instead, his entire focus was on the document in his hands. “Good morning.”“Morning,” he replied flatly, still not looking at me.“Are you feeling better now?”“Yes.”“Will you be going to work today?”“Yeah.”Why was he replying like that?“Klaus, have you been avoiding me?”He paused. “I tried coming to check up on you. But the door was shut,” I whispered. “What’s really happening?”“Nothing,” he replied quick
Alice’s POVI held her hands tightly. “So tell me Hannah, what does he like?”“To be honest, I really don’t know,” she replied. “I only know he hates dirty and loves black.”I laughed. “Yeah. We all know he’s obsessed with black.”“He doesn’t like to be disturbed when he’s busy with work. He hates lies,” Hannah added.“What about food? What kind does he like?”“If you noticed, Klaus barely eats here. He’s just a really busy man. So I have only a little info about that.”Hannah paused. “Only Diana knows.” My brows furrowed. Diana?“She’s the only one that knows the right way to make his coffee. The only one that makes him eat. She literally knows everything about him.”An unsettling feeling rose in my chest.“Who’s Diana?” I asked. “Is she one of the maids?”Hannah froze. Something unknown flashed in her eyes.“No. Uhmm…I thought Sir Klaus had made mention of her. My bad.”“Then tell me, who’s Diana?”Before Hannah could say a word, the door burst open. Two men rushed into the room
Alice’s POVMy gaze was fixed intensively on the screen. A blush crept to my face.“Klaus was…defending me,” I muttered under my breath.If he didn’t care, why would he do this?“Anyone who defames my wife, will hear from my lawyer.”My grip tightened around the phone. Warmth spread through my chest.No one had ever defended me like this before. Not my father. Not Nathan. Not even Michael. Yet, Klaus had done it without hesitation. My mind trailed back to the text message. “He saved you not because he cares…but because you’re still useful.”My chest tightened.“Do not trust Klaus.”I shook my head.What if it was the same person who lured me to the old train station?What if it was another attempt to manipulate me?I thought of how Klaus had rescued me from the men. The way he had carried me like something…precious. Delicate. The way he had helped in treating my wounds. Cared in a way no one had ever done.None of it felt fake. It felt…genuine.Why shouldn’t I trust a man that has
Victoria’s POVI paced around the room. “C’mon Michael. Pick up the damn phone.”Why wasn’t he picking? This was the twentieth time I had called. Yet, nothing.Then, it no longer rang, instead, it became switched off.“Fuck!” I yelled, dragging fingers through my hair. What could have happened?Or was it…“Nah,” I shook my head. “Klaus doesn’t care enough to go that far for her.”Suddenly, a notification popped up on my screen. BLACKWOOD HEIR MISSING AFTER LEAVING THE GALA EVENTMy heart sank. Color drained from my face.“No,” I muttered under my breath. Another notification appeared. My breath hitched violently. It was images of Michael’s car. It was parked somewhere unknown and empty.KlausIt had to be him. For the first time, genuine fear crawled down my spine.Was it possible Was it possible he really cared about Alice?I clenched my fists till my knuckles turned white. If Klaus was willing to go after Michael…Then I might be next.Woke up the next day, still no news
Alice’s POV I stared at the screen speechlessly. What does it mean? Who could have texted this to me? My breathing became uneven. Could Klaus really be trusted? Then realization hit me. I never told Klaus where I was going. So how did he find me? I shook my head. Maybe he used a tracker or advanced technology. My eyes became heavy, my head falling onto the bed due to exhaustion. The sound of the door opening made my eyes snap open, waking me up from my sleep. I rubbed my eyes, yawning. Klaus walked in. He looked fresh, wearing a properly ironed black vintage shirt. “Good morning, wife.” “Morning.” “Trust you slept well.” Immediately, I remembered the text message I had received. With a narrowed gaze, I stared at him. “Y-yes. I did.” “Good,” he said. “You didn’t sustain any major injury so you’ll recover fast.” Klaus sat on the bed, his fingers brushing my hand. I flinched, shifting away from him. His brows formed into a knot, a flicker of displeasure crossing







