Chapter 599 - Five Hundred And Ninety-Nine: Their Lives Afterwards (1/2)

Ten years later:

The sunlight filtering through the window was a reminder to Reina that the morning has come - and shit!

”I'm late,” She realized with a fright, sitting up at once - at least tried to - Niklaus hands were bound tightly around her waist.

”Niklaus!” She hit him on the arms, waking him as well.

”Let me go, I have to prepare the kids for school,” She complained against his arms that hadn't lessened at all.

”Let them be, they are no longer babies and can absolutely take care of themselves,” He said, running his finger down her naked back that sent shivers down her spine.

Yeah, that was what she dreaded, them taking care of themselves. If Allen and Ailee and Neon had been trouble, the other triplets were havoc.

”They are still my babies,” Reina complained, trying her luck at getting off the bed once again - it was an epic failure. Instead, her brute of a husband, used that opportunity to trap her beneath him giving her no means of escape.

He murmured close to her ears,

You've forgotten that you're my baby as well. Let's go have a shower together,” and with that, he lifted her off the bed without warning.

Reina screamed, not out of fright but knowing that once they got in the shower, there would be no coming down - at least until some hours later. But then, no amount of screaming nor maneuver got her out of Niklaus' clasp.

Meanwhile, downstairs.....

Ailee knew she was doomed the instant she couldn't find her mother in the kid's room - she was probably busy with her father Niklaus, upstairs. For once, she was very grateful that her mother was in menopause, else the thought of having another sibling added to the present devils would turn her hair grey.

”Elsa! Ella! Diego! where are the fuck are you guys?!” Allen screamed, wondering where the hell they were. Since her mom was ”busy” the responsibility of preparing the kids for school rested on her shoulder alone. And when she meant alone, she truly meant it.

Her asshole of a brother called Allen who could have helped her was upstairs, ”busy” as well with many of his uncountable girlfriends. Yeah, you could clearly guess who Niklaus' player gene finally landed on.

It irritated her, not only because each time she stared at his face she could see a trace of her resemblance in him, no, she had many, many, other reasons.

It was as if her twin Allen changed the instant he stepped into teenagehood. He become nastier, rude, and whatever else classifies an asshole. She couldn't help but wonder if that was a common transition in boys.

However, that wasn't the case for Neon - even thinking about him unconsciously brought a smile to her lips. Neon was everything her brother Allen could have been. He was smarter, stronger - and hotter. Just like Allen, it was as if the both of them went through a personality transplant. Just that while Allen turned out worse, Neon turned out better.

About her then? Ailee liked to think of herself as your everyday good girl. She was kind to everyone and smiled a lot, only revealing the demoness in her when offended. In one word, she was neither good nor bad. She was just Allen.

”Mom would be so mad when she hears you cursed around us,” a voice said behind her, startling Ailee.

”Christ Jesus!” She had a hand to her chest, feeling her strong heartbeat. Suddenly, she narrowed her gaze at her, ”Which one are you? Elsa? Ella?”

As one could guess from their names, Diego was the only male amongst the triplets and the rest were female and identical. Because they looked the same, Elsa and Ella liked to play a prank on everyone in the family.