As Klaus got to his room, he spotted Tasha sitting on his bed with a smile. She was wearing only a robe.
“Get the fuck out,” he demanded coldly.
“Why?” Tasha asked, spreading her legs for him, exposing herself. “Don’t you want this? You’ve always wanted it back in high school days.”
Klaus simply stepped out; there was enough room in the mansion anyway. Tasha quickly followed suit.
But as Klaus entered the next room, with the thought of slamming the door in her face, he met the unexpected. The moment he opened the door, he felt a sudden stab in his stomach. It was an injection, pierced into him by Katie.
His eyes widened as he pushed her away. He quickly removed the injection and glared at her.
“What the fuck did you…” He paused, feeling an intense sensation surging through him. His body felt hot, pain growing in his abdomen. Katie smirked at him.
Drugs.
“I’m only trying to help you, Klaus. Helping you get Morticia out of the way. It’s up to you to save her or let her die,” Katie answered his question.
Tasha entered the room, drew him close, and made to kiss him, but he pushed her away, only to stagger to the floor. His eyes caught his bulge. He was so damn hard it brought pain to him…
And all he could think about was having a release.
Klaus let out a loud groan while Tasha crouched beside him.
“Let me help you,” she whispered, helping him up and pushing him onto the bed before climbing on top of him and stripping.
Katie stepped out and spotted Finn approaching.
“What are you doing to my son? Are you hurting him?” he asked.
“No… I’m helping him get to know his soon-to-be wife,” Katie replied while Finn remained stunned, lips parted. Katie tiptoed and sucked on his lower lip while Finn suppressed the urge to push her away.
“Let’s go to our room, shall we?” she chuckled.
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{NEXT MORNING}
A car pulled up in front of the mansion. Morticia stepped out, sweeping her hair back as the breeze hit her face.
Taking a deep breath, she approached the building.
The security welcomed her as she entered. Her eyes settled on Katie, who was busy preparing breakfast. The aroma of her meal filled the air.
Once again, she was overwhelmed by the wealth of this building.
“Morty,” Katie said, dropping her tasks and approaching her as she spotted her. “Hey, how have you been?”
“Good,” Morticia nodded.
“Your mom? I hope she’s okay after all that had happened,” Katie said, concern etching her face.
“Yeah, she’s good,” Morticia cleared her throat. She wasn’t really close to Katie, and the conversation felt awkward.
“Uhm… Is Klaus home?” Morticia asked, the main reason for her visit. “You told me he was going through some discomfort, which is why I’m here. I’ve been trying to reach him, but there’s been no response.”
“Oh, yeah, a friend of his visited last night. He was pretty busy and asked that no one disturb him,” Katie replied, her voice gentle. “He barely had dinner.”
Morticia sighed. “So where is he? I really need to speak with him.”
“He’s upstairs. Third room on your left.”
“Thanks,” Morticia said, giving Katie a brief nod before heading to find Klaus.
She knocked on his door twice but got no reply.
“Klaus, it’s me, Morticia,” she said, knocking again. Taking a deep breath, she reached for the door to open it and stepped inside.
Morticia’s eyes caught the white bed with a black duvet that covered two figures. Naked.
Naked?
She tried to convince herself that the figure wasn’t Klaus, but she would recognize him anywhere. It was Klaus with a woman, barely familiar. Both naked.
The girl had her face buried in Klaus’s chest, her arms wrapped around him.
Morticia’s breath became heavy, her eyes tearing up as she approached them with slow steps. Not watching her way, she stumbled onto a table, and a vase fell, crashing onto the floor.
Klaus stirred awake at the sound. A light moan escaped his lips as his eyes fluttered open slowly.
“Bunnie?” he called in a sleepy voice, but as he moved, he noticed the arm around him. His eyes widened when he saw the woman on his bed.
“Fuck!” he cursed, getting out of bed, only to slide out completely naked, breaking Morticia’s composure.
“Oh my God,” Morticia breathed, turning to leave.
“Bunnie, no!” He quickly put on his pants and took long strides, managing to catch her, but as he did, Morticia’s hand flew to his face, delivering a swift slap that made his head tilt to the side.
“What’s the noise? Klaus, come back to bed,” the girl stirred awake too, revealing her face, and Morticia’s mouth widened in disbelief and anger.
“Tasha?”
Tasha looked at her. “Oh… Hello, Morticia Addams.”
“Shut the fuck up!” Klaus shouted at Tasha, his voice panicking. “Bunnie, I swear it’s not what you think. I didn’t sleep with her… I promise.”
“Then why are you both naked?!” Morticia cried out, her voice breaking. The anger was clear in her eyes, and it broke Klaus in an unimaginable way.
“I was drugged. I would never do this to you, Bunnie.”
“Drugged by who?” she asked, and he fell silent, his mouth hanging open.
Drugged by Katie? He wanted to say.
That would lead to so many questions that would force him to reveal everything.
He recalled Katie’s words after drugging him.
“I’m only trying to help you, Klaus. Helping you get Morticia out of the way. It’s up to you to save her or let her die.”
“So it’s Tasha now, huh? How could you do this, Klaus? Please talk to me. Tell me all I’m seeing right now is a lie and that you won’t break me this way… Klaus.”
Klaus’s shoulders slumped. Either way, he was going to lose her… dead or alive.
A terrible fate.
A cruel option.
An unmistakable regret.
So he thought…
‘I’m deeply sorry, Bunnie… But I’m about to break you in the worst way…’