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opulence and grandeur of a bygone era. The ornate facade, adorned with intricate

ted conversation and repose. The walls, adorned with exquisite tapestries and paintings, told the stories of A majestic manor, grand in size and c

ined on a chaise lounge, its intricate design evoking the courts of kings and queens. Her fingers, adorned with spa

n you, drawing you into her web with their hypnotic gaze. Her long, raven hair cascaded over

wickedness that lay just beneath her seductive exterior. She exude

manicure. The soft, rhythmic sound of filing and buffing filled the air, a stark contrast to the

p and authoritative as she spoke in her perfect accent, "So, dearest son, why couldn't you complete a simpl

s wave of her hand. "Silence! I will not listen to your excuses." She rose from her seat wit

nse, "I don't care about the company. Felix has always been bett

, her words like poisoned daggers. "Don't you dare tell me that my heir, my son, is content to squander the legacy I have worked so tirelessly to build! My son wants a m

isten

will not dishonor your family like this, do you hear me? You will take your rightful place at the he

his voice a barely audible whisper.

narrowed to slits. "Then you're no son of

h a sudden, sharp pain. She clutched her chest, d

e room, her features an almost perfect mirror of their mother's. Her dark hair was gathered in

thletic build. She carried herself with the poise and confidence of a woman used to c

her voice tinged with urgency as she k

r eyes fluttering closed for a moment. "It's nothing," she managed

illed with an unspoken accusation. "You should be ashamed

his gaze dropping to the floor. "Rosemary..." he began, hi

snapped. "You should be thinking of Mom right now, not you

ther to her feet, casting one last scathin

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alls were painted a soft, creamy yellow, and the furniture was a mix of thrift store finds and han

el spent hours whipping up treats filled since it was

el was baking a batch of fudge b

you," Rachel said, shaking her head. "I s

en table, sipping a cup of coffee. "So, you're telling me some ran

me started on how much of a jerk he was,he claimed he was one of the blackwoods." Her

k. "What? That's insane!" Rachel nodded vig

y daughter of the McDaniels .He said she's some obsessive rich girl who'd stop at nothi

such a

ctice my kickboxing skills."Ra

her face aglow with exc

y jumping. "I knew it, I knew you'd get the job!" Rachel excl

that confrontation with the CEO," Cara said,

irl! I'm so proud of you," Ra

her to roll her eyes in annoyance. "Ugh, seriously? Who

imed, her eyes widening a

causing such a reaction. "What is it?" Cara asked, peering o

and confusion. "It's that lady from the shop

re you serious that college boy

thought. "But she's liked all my Instagram posts.

ef. "That is so messed up! Wha

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orce that the sound reverberated through the quiet neighborhood. He frowned at the scene before him: music blast

rywhere, and a DJ spinning loud music on the porch. Still, he sighed inwardly and started worki

s way towards the house.Like a lion surveying its domain, Klaus navigated the sea

e ignored them all, his gaze focused on a single figure in the center o

akeup smeared, and her glassy eyes betraying her drunken state. Klaus' mind went blank for a mome

advantage of her inebriated state. Without hesitation, Klaus sprung into action, punchi

y Klaus punched growled, his face red w

nd menacing. "You're my problem. Tou

sing the danger emanating from Klaus. "Let's go, ma

, her legs wobbly beneath her. Suddenly, a beautiful girl with long, curly brown

side. She clutched her away from Klaus's grasp and

ent you called me to come over here, you should have stayed with h

l stumbling. "I just wanted to get her a glass of water, but I got pre

"If anything had happened to her, you would have had

rrying her out of the house and towards his car. Anne watc

o retch. "Ugh, ugh," she moaned, her face con

, but she drunkenly brushed his hand away, s

Rosemary?" Klaus asked, exasperat

known as Rosemary sobbed, lying on t

olled h

get off the ground?" Klaus said, hal

"You always do this, Klaus...you always save me...but you never

getting up and running to his car. He returned with a bottle of w

e car. He opened the passenger side door and helped her inside, buckling h

the seat next to him. Suddenly, his phone rang. Tapping a button

s," she sobbed, her voice trembling. "And he has this terrible nightmare

ncerned. "Kassia, calm down. Are yo

.he said I was suffocating him. That I'm just a good lay, but t

mn, that's harsh, even for Felix

kly, though she could still feel the stin

a, Felix is...well, he's got a lot of baggage. He doesn't know how to handle these t

emotion. "But I don't want better, Klaus. I want F

ange.Klaus sighed. "but kassia, he's had these nightmares for year

voice reassuring. "I'm going to give him a call now. Maybe

a bit more even now. "You're a good frie

if he doesn't pick up, I'll swing