บททั้งหมดของ Ralph’s Vengeance: บทที่ 271 - บทที่ 280

Klara and Aurora settled on the sofa in the main hall. One is busy revising the notes and asking doubts while the other is busy fidgeting with her apron, occasionally answering Klara’s doubts. “God! It’s really very difficult to cook. I would never step into kitchen after this”Klara closed her notepad in a huff and threw it on the coffee table in front of her and shook her head exclaiming loudly. “You’ll find it interesting if you’re into it”Aurora said with a smile but Klara just shrugged her shoulders and rested her head back recalling the process again. Aurora tried her best to ignore her curiosity but she lost the battle and asked the question which is bugging her for a while now.“Fiona…”“Mm”Klara still had her eyes closed as she tried to remember the ingredients Aurora used for the filling.“W...when is master’s birthday?”Klara straightened her back as her eyes widened and gazed at Aurora in shock and amusement. Aurora didn’t know Ralph’s birthday? Is she f-ing k

Klara knew Cecelia is giving all of her. She can tell that from her punch strength and it’ll be really difficult to defeat her if she goes on with this pace and she couldn’t possibly use all the skills she learned from her brother in case she’s exposed. Though she used all her skills, she knew it’s hard to win against Cecelia because she’s been trained by Ralph personally and that too for years to win hundred battles, of course she couldn’t defeat her. She shouldn’t have jumped in without prior preparation but what can she do when her anger and jealousy gets best out of her? The best way to survive this fight is to dodge Cecelia’s blows but how long can she stall time without fighting back or getting kicked?Cecelia lifted her leg to kick Klara’s chest but to her surprise Klara held her ankle and kicked her other foot hard which is on the ground. Cecelia lost her balance and fell to the ground heavily on her back.Klara ceased this opportunity and straddled Cecelia’s waist to rest

Ralph stormed into his room feeling disturbed by the kiss. He removed his suit and unbuttoned his top button exposing his neck and looked at his reflection in the mirror. Where did the Ralph Erikson who frightens people with a single glare go? Where is the man who used to rule an entire empire of more than hundred people go? Instead he's seeing someone who is unfamiliar yet glowing man who is driven by emotions. He groaned in frustration rubbing his swollen lips and red ears to wipe away the blush. “Fuck it”He cursed walking back to the bed and collapsed on it running his fingers through his hair thinking about the kiss. It’s over. Klara made him her puppet and he lost his self control he preserved for years surrendering to her kiss. He used to be the man who kills men with the sword but now he is using the same sword to cut flowers for his little wolf. That’s how she influenced him. “Damn you woman”He sat up still feeling the tingles on his lips. She did something to him with

Freya lived her life to the fullest in every phase. Take it her school, college and office….she faced all the hurdles with courage and passed them in determination. She wasn’t born with silver spoon but she did earn a lot after getting job and settled her parents with a business. She has a life full of emotions….joy, happiness, sadness, fear, anger, everything but love never had a part in it. She became strong with each passing day and with each difficulty she faced but why is it hard to face Lucas? Why can’t she push him away? Why can’t she just….she didn’t know what to do with her broken heart and with the courage she gathered for the past few days… she came to Lucas to have her freedom from the shackles she bound herself.“Mr. Roselli”She braced herself and called him again when Lucas didn’t respond to her. She would’ve thought he didn’t acknowledge her presence if it isn’t for his change in stance from playful to stern.Looks like he’s happy without her. A mere sight of her

“What are you doing?” Klara covered her body with her hands looking at Ralph warily. He started undressing her as soon as he placed her on his bed. Is he really that horny? For god sake she’s injured. Ralph pinched his nose bridge feeling tired. She is not making it any easier for him. He just wanted to check her body for other injuries. “Show me your bruises” Klara gave an embarrassed smile for misunderstanding him and undressed herself slowly. She didn’t have a scratch on her face but her torso is planted with few small green patches and the one on her ribcage stood out among them. She winced removing her pants as Cecelia kicked her thigh hard once. She cursed in low voice and pulled down her pants slowly, there it is another bruise. She lifted her head feeling the temperature drop around her. Oh no! The moron is angry but she can’t avoid bruises during a fight. She isn’t embarrassed or ashamed of these tiny wounds on the contrary she is very proud as she made her