21. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎?

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𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎?

𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎?

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   Never did Evelyn expect this to happen. Ever. But here she was, doing the one thing she promised she would never allowed herself to do.

Evelyn had sex with Klaus.

How it ended up like this? She wasn't sure. But it was one situation she for sure never wanted to be involved in and was totally never written on her bucket list. Yet, karma had it's own plans for her.

Hook up with a homicidal psychopath?
Check.
I guess?

Wiping at her eyes to remove away the tiredness that had set in after a night full of scandalous action, Evelyn slowly took a glance behind her, blinking multiple times to see if what she was seeing was true.

Hair mussed from what seemed like it had been tugged on several times, the silk duvet laying over both of them, legs tangled over hers as Klaus, who had been laying on his stomach besides Evelyn, slept peacefully with his arm around her waist and his face buried in her neck, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he tightened his hold around her.

That was one sight she never expected to ever see.

Her and Klaus. Naked. Under the sheets.

No way. Evelyn mouthed, lips parted as she stared at his face in shock, continuously blinking and even slapping her own face to see what was right in front of her.

She slowly sat up, bringing the sheets closer up to her naked chest as she heard Klaus groan trying to bring her back to his arms.

"This can't be happening," Evelyn murmured, looking around the room to see their clothes scattered everywhere on the floor, trying to remember how exactly they ended up in this situation. "What have I done?"

Her eyes grew wide as she bent to down to pick up her underwear. "He ripped it? That was one of my expensive one's," she whispered. "He's definitely an animal."

"My love," Klaus' deep yet sleepy voice reached her ears when she felt his lips brush against her bare shoulder.

Evelyn froze, staring straight ahead at the wall in front of them as Klaus kept placing kisses on her shoulder and trailing them up to her neck as his hand snaked around her hip then rested on her bare stomach, pulling her closer to him.

So, Evelyn punched Klaus on his face instead.

"What the bloody hell was that about?!" Klaus yelled, holding his nose as he looked at her with wide eyes.

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