Chapter 382 - Three Hundred And Eighty-two: Karma Is Unfair (1/2)
Reina's point of view:
”What are you doing?” Niklaus snuggled up to me on the bed while I busied myself with a video playing on my tablet.
After dealing with the Claire issue yesterday, we had a few more fun- if you understand what I mean- and I decided to get some rest today - I couldn't keep up with this crazy man's stamina. I mean, Niklaus could go on and on all night if I let him. For once I was grateful for the fact that I wasn't a superhuman with great regenerative skills else - I don't even want to imagine it.
”Watching a video as you can see?” I said, barely acknowledging his presence.
”What video?” He asked, burying his face in the crook of my neck when he could find out by watching it. I shivered from the tingles his warm breath was sending but didn't show it - I didn't want to give him the initiative to continue.
”The video Isabella sent to me,” I said to him.
This time, Niklaus lifted his head at the mention of his daughter. He glanced at the video then arched his brows at me questioningly.
”Well, I decided to play a little matchmaker between Father and Nadia. Those old people are so in love with each other but they keep letting pride get in their way so I decided to give them a little push,”
”By using our children,” He figured out.
I paused the video and propped my head, ”I gave them a little work to keep them busy, you know, put their skills into a positive result,”
”And they agreed readily?” he highly doubted that.
”Well…” I pursed my lips, ”I might have tricked them a little but not particularly on the matchmaking subject - I promised them a reward for that one”
Niklaus gave me the ”Really?” look
”I had to keep them busy and make sure they don't burn the house down. I mean, come on, as if you don't know your children?” I reminded him.
Niklaus gave me a shrug of indifference, ”Well, I hope you know what you're doing else you might have them to face when they're back,”
”Fine,” I said and returned to my video but Niklaus was quick to bring my face back around to him, ”What?” I asked, wondering if he needed something.
But then I should have known what Niklaus needed when he was looking at me like I was something to eat. My husband - I'm getting used to calling him down - leaned down to kiss me but I turned my face away at the last minute and it resulted in a peck on my cheek. I smirked at him victoriously.
But then I shouldn't have done that because Niklaus always had a plan B and he showed forth that flexibility by kissing from my cheeks to my neck, my breath hung in my throat.
”Niklaus,” I breathed, trying to move away but all I did was give him more access to my neck and he did good work there.
”Stop,” I said, firmer this time. A minute delay was a huge period for Niklaus to finish off his prey. So I sternly placed my hand on his chest saying, ”I need to rest,”
He grinned at me, ”I can lure you to sleep faster,”
”I need rest not sleep. In case you don't understand me clearly, I should make it clearer: Sleep is to rest in a state of reduced consciousness while rest is any relief from exertion; a state of quiet and relaxation. How does that sound? ”
”Gibberish,” He zeroed my enthusiasm.
”Seriously?”
”Fine, I get you,” He finally conceded, ”I'll just hold you closer like a teddy bear,” Niklaus cuddled me tighter that I couldn't even turn around - was he even jealous of space itself or what.
”Whatever,” I sighed and resumed my video watching. And at first, Niklaus had his eyes closed with a contented smile, but when he heard me giggle, his interest was piqued and in no time, joined me in watching.
Unable to keep down the curiosity anymore, Niklaus asked, ”What happened?” seemingly lost on what was going on since he arrived late into the video,
”Nadia called my father a thief,” I explained.
”Why?”
”Stil yet to explain the reason, just watch the video Niklaus,” I told him and this time, he complied.
”Grandpa, are you a thief?” We watched Neon ask. That boy was so cute.
And yes, he was slower than the others in comprehending the situation - well, everyone had their learning space. The only reason the twins were this smart was because they inherited their father's intelligence and my quick wit - yeah baby, I need some acknowledgment too - plus the environment they grew up in - I made sure to give them the best of education.
”Of course not,” my father denied, as usual, I don't even believe him.
”Really?” Nadia gave my father her signature arched brow that spoke of disbelief. Their quibbling was so cute, this should be interesting.
”Nadia, we shouldn't discuss this in front of the kids nor would our argument make a good essay for the competition,”
Oh now, he knew. But of course, Nadia was a tough, rigid woman and she refused right away.
”I would have agreed with that on other days, but today, the kids should know everything about us so they don't end up making the same mistake as I did,”
”The mistake you did?” Father scoffed, ”You make it sound like it's my whole fault 'we' failed.”
”And you said they're divorced?” Niklaus asked me. He too could sense the attraction between them. But then we continued with the video.