And so I get to writing two separate fics in parallel...But what can I say, I just had to get this out of my head. Although this first chapter is M, the next ones will probably have a lower rating. Hope you'll like it! :P.


"Mr. Tesla, I'm sorry to disturb you but it seems we have a breach in the security. A woman broke into our facility and knocked out a few guards."

Nikola just threw a disgusted look at the guard. "A woman you say? How can a woman disable my guards? I think I don't pay you for nothing."

"I know, but this girl… you have to see her, she's good. In so many ways. I ran before she could catch me but I think she's coming this way."

"Really now? Well then, I look forward to meeting her. If she knocked my guards out, maybe I could hire-" Nikola's words were interrupted by his guard falling to the floor. The woman he had feared walked into the office, stepping over his guard's motionless body.

"Hello, Nikola." Helen said, thrusting one of her heels into the guard's neck.

Nikola had to take a step back before being sure what he saw was not a dream. The one in front of him was Helen, but he had never seen her like that before. She was wearing only an insanely short leather dress, which showed off her beautiful neck and those long legs that had haunted Nikola's dreams for more than a century. His look almost got lost inside her cleavage, and he couldn't help whistling admiratively at the gorgeous view in front of him.

"Well, Helen, this is… unexpected." He managed to say, trying his best not to drool.

"I bet it is." She answered cheekily, as she got closer to him.

"You know, if you wanted to see me, you could have called, establish an appointment or something…"

"And miss all the fun fighting your guards? I don't think so. By the way, you do realize you are surrounded by idiots, don't you?"

"Let's not talk about that. Why are you here, Helen? What do you want?"

"That's the real question, isn't it?" Helen said on a seductive tone as she approached Nikola's desk. She threw all his things on the floor and climbed his desk, spreading her legs wide. "I am pretty sure I want you, Nikola." She whispered seductively, grabbing his tie and pulling him closer to her.

He barely managed to get away of her grip, as he stepped back, trying to convince himself that he wasn't dreaming. "Helen what has got into you?" he asked, praying that she won't change her mind.

"Well, you see…I realized I may have been a little harsh with you. You always tried to help me and I've been so ungrateful to you. Not to mention that you are a sexy beast in your own way."

"That I am." He said smirking, but immediately cursed himself mentally. This didn't sound like his Helen. She looked like her, talked like her, even smelled like her, but she couldn't have been real. She just couldn't… Great. She was reaching for his pants now, both of her hands filled with his forms, squeezing him violently as he tried his best not to burst out in flames.

"Helen are you sure?" he asked panting, as her hands grabbed him and squeezed all his length, insisting on each of his nerves. She was insanely good and she knew it. "I have never been surer of anything in my life, Nikola. It's me. We can spend the whole night arguing about this, or I can use other methods of convincing you."She slapped him over his behind with one hand, as the other practically tore his zipper apart. That moment he knew that he either had her right there or exploded in his pants. So he stepped back, trying to unbutton his shirt, but she didn't let him. Instead, she got off his desk, pulling him closer as her teeth cut his buttons one by one. When she had a perfect view at his bare chest, she thrusted one of her heels into his chest, pushing him on the floor. He didn't even try to protest as she got on top of him and kissed him violently, biting his lips until they bled and sucking every single drop of his blood just before his wounds healed.

He didn't know exactly when she undressed herself, or when he ended up naked. He just knew that, a few moments later, they were both on the floor, with Helen riding him like crazy, allowing his every inch to conquer her insides, even to wound her as she impaled herself violently on him, screaming his name as his hardness crushed on her sore point, as her fingers thrusted into his hair, pushing his lips on her breasts, letting him taste her blood as she drained every drop of his liquid squeezing him between her thighs. It was then when he scratched at her back with his talons, leaving deep marks on her skin as they came almost at the same time, screaming each other's name until their voices got hoarse. Helen smiled when she saw his exhausted look and spent a few minutes licking the sweat off his face, tasting every drop that leaked from that insanely ruffable hair, before falling asleep into his arms.

The next morning, Helen woke up only to see she wasn't in her bed. She looked around, trying to figure out where she was and found the room utterly familiar. She was in Nikola's office at SCIU- but how did she get there? She didn't have a clue. Moreover, she soon discovered she was naked, on a couch where she had probably slept all night. This couldn't have been good.

"Good morning, my love." Nikola said as he entered the room with a bottle of wine in his hands. Helen didn't know what to do first. Stare at Nikola's incredibly sexy body, barely hidden by a pair of silk black boxers or cover herself? She decided the latter was more important and she sneaked under the cover, unable to keep her eyes of him.

Nikola only smiled cheekily. "No need to hide, Helen, I know how you look naked, remember?" he said as a delicious smirk curled his lips. "Can I tempt you with a '36 Bordeaux? I figured we should celebrate last night you know."

"Last night? What happened-" Helen started asking, before she realized she probably knew the answer. "Nikola please tell me we didn't-"

"Oh yes, we did. I think nine times in a row actually, but I may have lost count. And this is me we're talking about so yeah, it was pretty distracting."

"No no no. We couldn't have. I clearly remember falling asleep at the Sanctuary. Alone. Tell me you didn't do something stupid, like drugging me or kidnapping me or…"

"Of course not, Helen. Please tell me you didn't change your mind because I couldn't stand the thought."

"Nikola, I didn't sleep with you. This is all I know."

"As a matter of fact you did, Helen. And I have to say, I am utterly offended you don't remember a thing. You screamed my name so hard I was pretty sure I gave you the best night in your life and now you say you can't remember a thing?"

"You're lying."

"Explain the marks on your neck then. And not only those. I admit, I got a little excited but hey you can't blame you can you?"

"You're damn right I can. You're bluffing. You could have made them while I was asleep."

"You really think I'm that low? Really Helen. And maybe this explains the marks, but how I could possibly know this if I hadn't slept with you?" Saying this, he approached her and before she could protest, he grabbed her hands, caressing them as he licked that incredible soft spot of hers at the base of her neck. His tongue climbed a little bit, caressing the base of her hair as she couldn't stop a moan escaping her throat. Bloody hell. If he knew this was the thing that turned her on the most, there could have been only one plausible explanation for that. But how could she have forgotten everything? Granted, Nikola had moments when he was a jerk, but she was pretty sure that she couldn't ever forget a night with him. And seeing him almost naked didn't exactly change her mind about that. On the contrary.

"Now you believe me?" Nikola whispered seductively in her ear.

"Yes." She sighed. "But you have to believe me too. I don't remember a thing."

"Your loss." Nikola smirked. "But I guess I can fix that. We could do it again and again and again, you now, just to make sure you'll remember every detail from now on." He pressed his body on hers, pushing her into the couch, as she felt him pulsating on her abdomen. There was a part of her that wanted to forget about anything else, to give in to the passion he was feeling and to see if he was really that good as he bragged himself to be. But she couldn't do that. After all, she was Helen Magnus. And she didn't do stuff like that. Well, not theoretically.

So she just pushed him away, almost feeling sorry for his disappointed look. "Before we do anything else, Nikola, I need to find out what happened last night."

"Besides the fact you almost raped me you mean?" he laughed. "I guess I could show you the footage on the cameras but don't you think it would be a waste of time?"

"You taped the whole thing and didn't tell me?"

"Well I have security cameras you know. It wasn't planned."

"You could have showed them to me in the first place instead of playing with my neck!" Helen yelled and he could tell she was angry.

"Right. And miss out all the fun, not to mention that you could have claimed it is only a setup? This is not how I roll, Helen."

"Shut up and show them to me."

"Fine. A fair warning, though. These are certainly M rated. You could think twice before showing them to anyone else. I'll also get you some clothes because the leather dress you were wearing last night… let's say that vampire talons and leather aren't exactly best friends."

"I came to you wearing leather?"

"Yeah, I know. Too good to be true, right?"

With these words, Nikola left the room, as Helen couldn't help cursing him mentally. She had just spent what was apparently one of the best nights in her life with him and she didn't remember a single thing. A part of her wanted that he was the one whose memory had been erased. Amnesia or not, she was absolutely sure he would never let her in peace after that night. Although, after seeing him in his boxers, she wasn't exactly sure she wanted him to let her alone…