Klaus’s pov
I stormed into my chambers, slamming the door behind me so hard the walls trembled.
Clara.
That name alone burned on my tongue like fire. Who the hell does she think she is? Speaking back to me. Looking me in the eye like an equal. Embarrassing me in front of Amelia. In front of my brother.
A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips, dark and dangerous.
She has no idea who she’s dealing with.
I paced like a caged beast, my rage simmering just beneath the surface. She’s bold. Too bold. And something about that… infuriates me. Excites me.
She thinks she can play this little game, flutter her lashes and act all high and mighty? That because Kai’s sniffing around her like a loyal mutt, she’s untouchable?
No.
Clara will learn the hard way.
She will bow.
She will kneel.
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