From the shadow, the master of the castle hides as he watches very carefully every move that Natasha is doing inside of his chamber. He stalked her quietly but there was something he noticed that made him worried.
"What's going on with her? She's losing her consciousness..." Morbius thought when he saw how Natasha wobbled toward the window.
He clicked his tongue in annoyance over the worry that he was feeling and showed up in front of her beloved. But it was the wrong move that he did. He received a punch straight to his cold beautiful face once again.
“Seriously, how many times you can punch my face in one day so, I can prepare myself for it?” Morbius sighed as he was easing the side of his face that Natasha had accidentally punched.
“Master.” Rizal knocked on Morbius’s chamber before entering. “Don’t disturb me if you have nothing to report. I’m not in a very good mood today.” Morbius was standing by the window looking very deep into nothingness. Rizal noticed that his master was trying to calm himself down from the news that he received earlier. “I can tell that already, Master but we’ve got those two people who stole the truck of rice from the farmers.” Rizal reported what he got. Morbius took a sip from his blood wine. “Good. Are they taken care of very well?” he commented before asking. “Yes, Master and they’re waiting for your sentence.” his butler secretary answered politely. “I’ll be right there. Tell them, to hold them down and make sure nob
Natasha did not know how to react but something flashed at the back of her mind regarding the twins she saw before. It made her wonder if that was the twins that her mate was referring to. But she decided to find it for herself and play it cool. “When you said ‘my twins’ you have kids?” Natasha asked a bit intrigued about what Morbius had just mentioned to her. “Ahm…yeah…they were ten and still growing fast…” Morbius’s voice wavered a little out of agitation to what decision Natasha might give him. “I see…but why I didn’t see them around you often?” she wondered as she started picking some scattered things around the messy room of her mate. “I…none of your business…so, do we have a deal?” Morbius didn’t know what to say and just dropped it before askin
With adrenaline rushing throughout her entire body, Natasha was on her feet as she dashed to the farmer’s area. She might not understand completely what’s making her feel the need to protect something there. It triggered her anger that slowly crept out of her until Kristina reached her side. “NAT!” Kristina shouted as soon as she ran beside her imprinted mother. “Can you slow down a bit? What’s with the rush?” Kristina managed to keep up with her but Natasha shook her head. “I can’t, Tina. there’s something I have to do at the farmers’ area.” Natasha growled deeply making Kristina flinched a little but kept running with her. But they both slow down when they hear crying pleas from t
Morbius has been preoccupied with troubles around the land and he was groaning in annoyance inside his chamber. He was about to snap from the overwhelming reports that Rizal had been informing him. "Master?" Rizal carefully asked since he could sense the anger that had been building up around Morbius. "Anything else to add?" he coldly asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose since the issue kept swirling around Ethan Robosso. "Ahm, I just wanted to remind you about Rean Aspire's arrival..." Rizal gulped as he informed the meeting that he needed to attend. "I know. Prepare anything that she could be needing while she's here..." He sighed and just let him prepare what needed to prepare for her arrival later.
The pranks and traps of the twins didn't stop as they always reoccurred in Natasha's life. She was facing slimy oils that she almost lost her balance. Rubber snakes that suddenly fall from the ceiling which she was not afraid of. A bucket of paint almost fell from her head but she managed to dodge them. Then random cans coming from different directions made her dodge as if she were dancing or doing acrobatic stunts. "Are you okay?" Sandy asked as Natasha just slumped on the bed very tired. "Yeah, my body was just getting tired recently," Natasha answered as Sandy decided to prepare her new pair of clothing. "Seems like the twins making it hard for you." Sandy chuckled. "Hm, not at all...it was fun...with their help, my reflexes and flexibilities were i
Innocent giggles echoed around the hall as they left the meeting room. But Natasha was not and the twins’ noticed it as they stopped near her bedroom. She kneeled to meet their eye level. “You almost cause harm this time, Twins.” Natasha sounded more worried than being angry with them. “But it was funny…” Jonathan reasoned. Natasha sighed and sadly smiled at them. “Do you want Daddy to get mad at you?” she asked them carefully as she stroked their hair gently. They both shook their heads making Natasha smile gladly. “No? Then only use your cleverness to those who deserve them. Keep in your clever mind that not everyone can be pleased and laugh about it. Some will take it in the wrong way and be upset to the point that it could put you in danger. So, th
The bond between Natasha and the twins was getting deeper and unbreakable as they worked around the kitchen. They were baking cookies and brownies causing some flour and chocolate to be smudged over the kids' faces. Wave of luaghters were indeed spreading throughout the entire castle’s walls making the servants feel light and warm with joy. “Look at yourselves. Full of mess.” Natasha giggled sweetly at the messy faces of the twins before she wiped them off gently. “Well, it's fun cooking with you, Mommy.” Natasha smiled over the sweetness that the twins were giving to her. She was filled with love and warmth. “We’ll cook from time to time whenever I’ve got free time to do it, okay?” she finished cleaning up their faces with a smile on her face. “Yes, M
When she was gone, Ceres' laughter suddenly burst while her beloved wife and cousin softly giggled in their seats. They were totally amused to witness how the cold and ruthless master of the El Mezzanotte land turned like a tomato due to what his beloved mate told him before leaving. “Shut up, Ceres.” He rolled in his eyes trying to suppress his embarrassment but it was too late to do it. They already saw his blushing face that only Natasha could put on him. Calming himself down from flushing that was caused by what his beloved mate addressed to him, Morbius quickly stood firmly. His flushing face was now covered with grim that went with the flow of the gloomy weather outside before summoning his skilled assassin. "Find him and bring him to me. Alive." Morbius imperiou