To Hell With Your Ferlings
-Crystal POV-
I took another quick shower as I walked to the bathroom. I scrutinized the drawing of the Phoenix again, giving me a reminder of what Klaus' father had said to me. A slight shiver ran through my skin.
I remember what happened between I and Klaus, making my stomach make a back flip.
Oh no, I am feeling butterflies.
Everyone in these world had their own demons, my own demon is yet to find my past and my memories. Klaus' demon is to be free and through faith he shall rule his empire and find his own love.
His father's is to be a king. And in his quest for been a king, he became greedy.
I head downstairs for dinner, Vincenzo on the front chair in the left while Klaus on the front chair on the right.
I studied everyone, it was only son, father, daughter and Alejandro. Other mafias lounging on the couch, some of them playing videogames while others scrolling through their phones.
Their lives are like Klaus' family. His mafias are more free than these.
They are the real families. They are attached like another skin.
"Hello, everyone". I greeted nervously.
"Hey, have a seat". Klaus replies but Arianna already grip my arm forcing me to seat next to her.
"Well, these is uncalled for...." I heard Vincenzo say.
And if looks could kill, Vincenzo would have been on the ground. If it was me that Klaus was glaring at in that manner, I would have been six feet beneath the ground.
"Your skin is glistening" Arianna beemed next to me. Making me blush, I could feel Klaus' stare on me.
"Thank you, you know I can't be compared to your skin. You're the model here." I answered her honestly.
It was true there is no way I can be compared to Arianna. She has a body of a goddess. And on top of it, she is a model with a great body, very good in shopping new designer clothes.
"Well, no problem" she answered as she continues her food.
"Wow! Everything here looks so - heavenly. How am I to_".
I whisper in amazement. Arianna smile, "Have a spoon full of everything and I will let you know who made it".
She continues like she was keeping the secret of the whole world, like she was the only one about to unravel them.
"Oh okay, now I am curious". I answered, trying every thing in the dinning table. And truth be told, I can't stop but praising the person that made these meals.
"Now tell me who made these". I asked anticipating.
"Your man, and my man" she answers, still stylishly keeping her secret.
"What do you mean?". I asked, not fully aware of what she mean by my man and her man.
"Nicklaus and Alejandro" she says, gesturing towards both men.
Her blush increasing, oh no! Klaus is a great cook.
And about Alejandro, he doesn't look like on to cook too, but both of them are the best cook.
"How-" I asked my mouth wide open.
"Bewildered?". She asked cockily.
These can't be true. Ofcourse I am thrown amazed.
"Well, ask my brother. I can see both y'all are been all lovey-dovey".
She said, and suddenly Klaus bangs his fist on the table.
Oh hell must have broken loose while I and Arianna was busy blushing over two young men on these table who are clearly angry.
I jump when Vincenzo's voice echo through the room.
"sei un coglione" (You are a dick")
Said Vincenzo, to his own son. Oh no! These is insane.
"You said, you're a king?. But you lied though your teeth. For that fuck your feelings". Klaus replies, griping my arm along with him to his room.
"Nick!" Arianna called, but he was too adamant.
He didn't reply. Oh hell, I didn't even know what was happening?. I didn't even hear it until shit hit the fan.
"Nick wait for me." Arianna calls.
"Wait, Klaus your sister is calling you. Please" I begged, he didn't respond at first but then he halt on his step as he turn around his grip tightening on my wrist as he turn to his sister informing her stoically.
"I will see you tomorrow Arianna. Alejandro, do not forget to gather the men here tomorrow. There would be a fucking meeting, Arianna I need my damn time alone." He says as he drags me along with him to his room locking the door.
As we walked in to his room, he threw me on the bed. Pulling off his black T-shirt, he stare at me with hooded eyes.
Right now, when he is not being so sarcastic, I am scared. I don't know what he is about to do.
I could feel my heart beating loudly, like they are about to come out of their ribcage.
"I am sorry about what I am about to do. I really want to take shit out of my mind".
I stare at him,I heard what he said. But I could not register it.
Hell! His lips moving alone, makes me feel all kinds of unknown feelings.
Heaven help me, I am at his mercy.
I prayed.
"O-okay" I answer, my voice audible to only me.
Without waiting, his red glossy lips landed in mine, as he began to kiss me hungrily.
The same feeling was there, the one I felt when he kissed me not to long ago.
He took off my sweat shirt swiftly. He start to trail soft kisses on the corner of my lips, I didn't know how to feel. Leaving my cheeks, he moves towards my neck, licking, sucking, and kissing my soft spot.
"Klaus" I moaned his name quietly, I suddenly feel embarrassed as I try to gover my mouth.
"Don't hold it. Say my name baby". He said. He growled.
His kiss head towards the middle of my breasts, oh no! Not there.
"Fuck" he moaned as he took off my bra swiftly, I agree, he is good in these things. Because he knows exactly where to unhook my bra without me knowing.
He stare at my chest, his eyes changing from it's original colors, to grey. Everytime we become intimate, his eye color usually changes.
But everytime he is angry, his eye colors always change to green. I have noted that.
In my train of thoughts, my thoughts was halted when he pinched my nipple.
"Klaus please" I begged. He only smirked, he was hell bent in sucking them.
Suddenly, I was flipped on top of him. I gasped.
His muscles constrict as he smirks, oh no, he caught me ogling him.
"Ride me"! He ordered.
I don't know what that means.
"What?". I asked confused.
"I will teach you then". He smile at my innocence.
Taking my hand, he unbuckle his belt taking off his suit pants.
He brought out his huge manhood, still in his boxers.
Yet I am drooling. He is so huge.
"You are_" I couldn't complete my sentence.
"Big?. Yeah, I get that alot" he completed for me.
"Yeah" I said huskily.
"Well, move your hips on me, slowly, then go faster". He said and I was doing as he said.
For about some munites. He groaned and hissed at my gesture, gripping my nipple in the process.
"Well, You did fucking great." He breathes. Trying to steady his breath.
"Your hand now." He says as I grip his manhood, stoking him up and down.
His head falls to back as he groaned "Fuck!. Amore"
That turn something on in me. Something unknown.
"You are doing so fucking well. Faster Amore" he almost screams.
I am happy to hear this, so keep my pace faster, urging him to grip my boops.
"I am gonna cum. Damn it I am here, stroke faster" he hiss.
And I obliged, stroking faster.
Until I felt something hot,and sticky through his boxers.
"Fuck!. Amore, you are the first girl to ever make me cum in my boxers" he informed me and groaned.
A hot heat rushed on my cheeks.
He excuse himself to the bathroom, leaving me a blushing mess.
Not too long he returned wearing a new black sweat pants.
A grin on his cheeks.
I cover myself with the sheet, but he threw me his black T-shirt.
"Wear these." Ordered, taking his place on the side of the bed. He held my waist and kisses my fore head.
"Thank you, for that. And goodnight Amore".
I blush, and replies silently, as I snuggle in his arm.
"Goodnight Klaus"