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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY SEVEN
Author: ERO HAY
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Klaus sat in his office, staring at a glass of wine he hadn't taken a sip from in almost an hour. His tie was loose, his hair was messy, and the world outside his windows looked like shit. Everything looked like shit to him now.

The moment he got the call about Sera's death, he hadn't reacted, not immediately, at least.

But now?

Now, the silence felt heavier than anything else he'd ever known

Sera was dead.

This was the woman who had pissed him off more than anyone... and yet, she was the only one who wanted him for him. For most of him, at least. She enjoyed his wealth, but she didn’t need the intro.

"Not to mention that she was pregnant.” He muttered under his breath. "And now she's fucking gone."

A loud knock broke the silence, annoying him.

"Come in!" Klaus snapped.

One of his guards entered, saluting him.

"Uh, sir... Amanda's out of the hospital. She's back at her place. You said we should report whatever we knew."

Klaus immediately got up.

"Good, get the ca
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