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APARTMENT 7B1
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She was overwhelmed, with everything that has happened in last twenty minutes Those two men just handle her life like a deal exchange; price, value and interest. She discovers that for them she is only a property, she isn't a soulful creature to them. She is a price and a bunch of interest. Now sitting in the passenger seat of an Aston Martin Vulcan, her mind is speeding as she is finally catching and putting together the dot. She wants to speak and ask whose home. Why are they going somewhere together?
Her mind is able to form the question but every word dies in her throat, as the same mind is unable to comprehend the functioning of language. Her own words are chocking her as they pill on her vocal cord until their weight starts causing constriction. In attempt to stop suffocation, she takes heavy inhalations but her lungs can't be filled, they are packed together, flat bag that can take the hot air. Therefore, her body attempt a compensatory mechanism, she starts hyperventilating. With each hard breath, a pearl of tear forms in the corner of her eyes, it accumulates form a little pool that eventually births torrent that her eyelids cannot contain anymore.
She tries to calm herself; she tries reason to appeal to a soupcon of calm. However, her body refuses to cooperate, slowly it betrays her as tremor invades her and she can't stop shaking. She is fighting for each breath, heavy air fills her lungs, every time it is burning her inside, drying everything on its path, she coughs to moisturizes her lung but it only makes everything painful. Plain terror and tears have overtaken her viridian iris. She just wants to dissociate from her flesh, she wants to run away from the physical induce by her mind. In some extent, she is floating above of the entire scene but it isn't high enough to fully be gone.
With her shaky finger, she points out her bag so he can give it to her but he is just looking at her. Everything around her seems to happen in slow motion, it make everything take a dramatic splendor. Every time she breathes, hot air burns her throat and she suffocates, she feels as she is suffering of a missed drowning syndrome. She brings her hands to her throat trying to remove the invisible hold but it is useless. The lack of control drives her insane and close to hopelessness. Now she is crying, warm tears are drenching her face but she has no air to sob.
He reaches for her and grabs her face forcing her to face him. Her eyes widen and her pupils dilate reflecting the state of panic she is infinitely swimming in. He stares deeply into her eyes; he almost reaches her soul and commands her to calm down. However, he can't reach an empty shell in which fear as taken siege.
Klaus is exhausted and really does not want to deal with this type of drama. Nevertheless, he happens to be in the presence of a woman losing her shit. He has installed fear in peoples mind but ridiculously he has barely anything to do with her state. Anyone would worry about Bonnie's present state but people having panic attack, it isn't foreign to him. Youngster always have them after their first violent crime.
Therefore, he decides to do what he will do with a newbie and tries to talk her through relaxing.
"Love focus, that's it." He is trying to be encouraging and bring her back from the edges. Unfortunately, every time he does something it gets worse. He is the cause of the anguish. He decides to use an unorthodox method. He pulls her face closer to his. Her nose is touching softly his nose and her green irises are reflecting in the blue of his eyes. They morphed in a dark green when apprehension crosses them in response to his proximity. A second later, he is taking her lips and covering them with his. She gasps and her breathing is slowing down. Giving her lungs the time to fill themselves, she holds her breath the time of the kiss and her brain stops spinning. He literally kisses sense back to her mind.
He frees her from his grip and moves back to his seat. A pregnant silence fills the car. only sobs that are pitifully controlled by her as she attempts to retain a lost dignity are disturbing the heavy silence. The brunette inhales and exhales multiple times, she can control her breathing again, so she stops. She eventually regains composure and a voice; it is a bit difficult to stop the flow tears. Few minutes later, everything is under control and she can find use of word again.
"I am scared" those are the first word escaping her mouth; she must voice the trouble sitting in her mind.
"Of what or who?" he asked nonchalantly while he pulls out a cigarette that he lights up then he blow the first light smoke away.
"You and what you can do" she says frankly and timidly as she looks away through the window, where her eyes catch the imposing stature of the Ritz.
He laughs cynically then he adds, "You are right to be, I am not the most patient soul." The statement is a warning with subtle innuendos.
He finally starts the car and the silence is back. Bonnie observes the road flashing, she remembers the message she sent earlier to her cousin. She pulls her phone out and starts typing a message. She does not know what to say, so she clears the first line.
The mocha skin woman looks at the man next to her hesitantly a question burning her tongue however; she can bring herself to ask. She wants to know where his patience ends. When should she be scared that she crossed the line? Her constant staring annoys Klaus and the evident feeling that she wants something annoys him even more.
"Love, I have no power over your tongue." He simply states
"Where are, we going?" Bonnie asks while hoping for a better answer than the first he gave.
"Home, your new home" He answered without looking at her.
She picks her phone again and finally knows what to say to her cousin.
Ignore the previous message; I have a little inconvenience but nothing big. I will call to tell you everything, love Bon she adds the kiss emoticon and sends the message. Expecting her to put her phone in his hand, Niklaus extends his arm with an open palm but she does nothing. Thus, he snatches it from her hands and gives her a warning glance.
After what seems like an eternity of discomfort for the Bennett girl, the blond man pulls in front of a building and she is shocked. Now she is terrified, she recognizes the building. The 30-west oak, it means she is stuck with someone who has enough power and money to make any of his threats become reality. Those are the worse type of people.
Klaus pulls in the parking and opens the door for her. She reluctantly descends and he helps because of the tightness of her dress. He walks her toward the elevator and waits for it to come. Bonnie is taking in every inch of the luxury building; the beautiful contemporary interior of the lobby catches her eyes for a second. Her eyes roam around and she feels out of place, it isn't due to her appearance nor her background, she feels out place because this about to become her prison. The elevator's door opens and he helps her inside before pressing seventh floor.
In matter of second they are standing in front of the door of her new home and written in golden letters shines 7b1. Klaus opens the door to let her in, he lights the room to reveal a beautiful modern luxury apartment. Bonnie can only admire it for a second then he takes her hand and pulls her away from the living room. They are now standing in what she assumes is his room. It a beautiful room, the interior is immaculate white. A gigantic glass window offers beautiful views of Chicago, the decoration is minimalist and purist. Except for the reflection of a meticulous mind, the room shine by the feeling of emptiness. It filled with necessary furniture nothing seems out of purpose.
Klaus finally let go of her hand as he walks inside the bathroom where he washes the fatigue away. He pours water on his tired facial features, hoping the water would wash the ashes of the burned night. He notices the little pearl of Kai's blood on his white shirt; it triggers his meticulous side. He is irritated and removes the shirt as he goes back inside the room, where Bonnie is standing at the exact same spot he left her feeling extremely out of place. He is unbothered by her presence. When he picks a glass of bourbon from the mini bar and sits on a beige coach, he still ignores her. He pulls Bonnie's phone out of his pocket and finally he offers a glance in her direction.
He tries to unlock the device but it is password protected. With his index finger, he asks her to come near him. Bonnie hastens to join him; in few seconds, she is by his side. He taps on his lap indicating she should sit on it. She has a quizzical expression as she looks at him, she is clearly wondering where this nonsense is going. He snaps at her insubordination.
"Insubordination won't be tolerated." He says clearly not on board for any rebellion.
Bonnie sits on his legs and he hands her the phone so she can unlock it. Once done, he puts his glass on a cupboard. His empty hand is running on her spine lazily while he goes through the setting, changes the password, and puts his name instead. He goes through her contact; he enunciates every male's name slowly and asks for the type of relation shared with her. Every time Bonnie hesitates to answer, he makes sure to take a mental note of the name and deletes the phone number.
He is the jealous type, he is possessive hence since he laid his eyes on Bonnie she belongs to him body and soul. In addition, she costed him a fortune and some wrong business moves. Now, He wants to make sure that she knows her owner. He wants to affirm the power he has on her. He wants to tame her body, master her mind. Once he is done with her, she should breathe only by him. He will be inlaid on her skin like her scent. he pursued his expedition through her contact list with every name, he is boiling from jealousy. He wonders who she slept with, who had her soft body before he did. How many clients just touched or even smelled her? He stops on a name
"Matt Donovan" He said loudly and she knows it is her queue to answer
"My ex" she replies worried about the reaction it might have. Abruptly His hand has stopped moving on her back, only a finger still in movement, it is press on her spine. She winces a bit from the pain. Every time it has done it in the last hour, something in the room has been thrown into the closest wall, now she understands the lack of furniture. He regains a perfect calm after each of his tantrums. She is afraid by every change of his temper.
However, this time he breaks nothing and just brings her body closer to him now she is sitting on his groin as his male organ pokes her ass.
"Why would you have the phone number of your ex?" He asks with a stern voice before he kisses her shoulder in a very lazy way, he wants to smooth her to ease his way to the truth. It works few seconds later she simply answers
"He is my best friend." She can't hold it. When it is out of her mouth, she knows the mistake she made. However, he is very calm. His hand is still moving on her back
"He was your best friend, now you don't know him!" He finishes while he is deleting his number.
Bonnie abruptly moves away, now she is the one to throw his bourbon glass at him. She laughs humorlessly; anger glosses her eyes with tears. With vigor, she snatches her phone away.
"Fuck it, what the hell you think you're doing? You don't decide who I talk to, I ain't your pet or your child" She finally finds the courage to shout, he has been on her last nerve the entire night. She walks toward the door ready to leave his apartment. He pulls her back into him a bit harshly; she collides in his bare chest. A small cry leaves her mouth and she has to smooth the little pain. With his 5'11 feet, he towers menacingly on her 5'2 feet. He grabs her chin and stares in her eyes; he enunciates every word with slowness as if he doubts her mental capacity to get his next word.
"You belong to me and only me, not even to yourself. You standing against me would only cause trouble. Go ahead try me." He finishes with a deadly voice, he strengthens his grab on her and she winces one more time.
"You think I care about it, if you want to hurt me go ahead." The petite woman pulls out her though girl act. She thinks what can he really do to her until she remembers that the man just stabbed Kai on the simple base that kai lied to him.
"Tough cookie are we lady? Hurting you not at the price. However, let see Matt, Tyler, who again was on your contact list that I would gladly hurt in front of you? Little girl don't tempt me." He says with a chuckle then drags her back to their initial position. He kisses her temple while Bonnie is holding a tear. He goes through her contact list and now the only males left are college professors.
Once done he moves to the message and isolates few of them but he does not say anything maybe because he knows how upset she is. He gives her back the phone and kisses her shoulder again.
"Princess, you are tense? That is not pretty at all. Don't worry I am not killing your Matt or just not now. But I would make sure you forget everything about him." He continues while he unzips her dress and pulls her out of it.
Bonnie knows what is about to happen, she can read all the desire inside his eyes. However, reasonable thoughts take her mind, she just does not understand why he would go to the length of buying her. Like he said to Kai, she is not a valuable hooker and he seems he has no plan on putting her back in business. It would be stupid to spend all of that money for sex. Her curiosity gets the best of her.
"What is that you want with me?" she asks bravely.
"At this exact moment being between your legs and in the future probably the same" He answered shamelessly voice rusty and crowded by desire. He pulls her closer and softly takes her mouth. Bonnie pulls back, it is a thing she has learn while being an escort. Men always do what you want while their minds are crowded by desire.
"I am not stupid my pussy is not worth 300 thousand dollar, so the truth," She says while her hand is teasing his shaft caressing over the thin clothing and she presses her chest on his bare torso.
"That is nothing to worry your beautiful head with, love" He recaptures her lips and making sure to silence further questions, he is kissing her passionately. He can read her game; the girl is clever. Elijah would love the way she is a fast thinker and he loves that she is much more than he bargained for. However, he needs to control her, she is too feisty, and he needs to dominate her temper, break her mental. One way to do it will be to make her crave him. The other is to create a dependence. She can hate him if she wants but she will crave him.
He adjusts her position on his lap and makes her face him. He slides his thumb on her swollen pink lips before softly kissing them and nibbling her lower lips between the kiss he says
"Feisty, intelligent and pretty I am in trouble miss Bennett "
He deepens the kiss while using his hand to lit fire on every inch of her body. His tongue breaks Bonnie's mouth barrier and enters. His tongue parades around hers, starting a vigorous joust where the stroke are thrown precisely and lethally. Her tongue reacts with the same violence of lust and angry desire. Each of them is fighting for dominance. His tongue massages Bonnie's and she moans into his touch. Her panties dampen while her inner core is coated by her female moisture. He slides his hand between their bodies until he gains access to her harden clitoris. He caresses the bundle of muscle, stimulating her threshold and leading every muscle on Bonnie's body to contract. Bonnie grabs his hair to maintain the passion of their kiss then she moves her lip to his neck where she sucks and kisses with passion and sensuality. Her body is vividly finding life in his arm while her mind just try to forget the stress of the day and find numbness in the arm of her tormentor.
With every suave and subtle ministration of Bonnie, Klaus grows harder. His shaft is soaked on Bonnie's wetness. He grabs her ass while he stands and lifts her. She tightly circles his waist with her legs while her hand feverishly unbuckled his belt. She helps him get out of his pants and his boxer freeing his erection while they are still ravishing each other mouth. He devours her mouth, consuming her with each tongue stroke and tasting her with each kiss.
He manages to lead them to the bed where he carefully puts her down without breaking their shattering kiss. For few seconds he take a full view of her body only cover in the red lace underwear he picked and impossibly his shaft becomes painfully harder.
"You are just driving me insane." he says with a voice transformed by desire.
He lies on top of her body while her leg locks his bare ass in a tight embrace where the thin delicate lace sucked into her wetness separates their sexes. on her harden nipple covered tantalizing lace of her bra, Klaus lowers his mouth, he sucks on it with passion while his right hand is grabbing , pinching, squeezing her other nipple, causing pain that enhance Bonnie's erotic pleasure . Her moans grow stronger and her breathing a bit heavier.
His left hand removes her panty and start rubbing the heart of her pleasure. His thumb is lazily massaging her clit while with his other fingers he is parting her labia and his index his running between her slit. Electrical waves of pleasure are running through Bonnie and when he finally tears apart her bra and his tongue can avidly lick her erected nipple. His right hand is still massaging and squeezing her boob with the right pressure.
She is moaning his name loudly and he grows harder. His boner pocking the entrance of her inner wall that tightens in reaction to the warm aching contact. She raised her back and starts grinding against his erect sex. She wants him to penetrate her. She moves her hips closer while having a very suave undulation.
He is fighting for control; he wants her to beg for it. He puts a finger inside her and she moans, he slowly starts moving that finger just teasing her. With every slow movement, her wall tightens and swallows it all. He growls at the sensation and adds another finger driving her to the edge, her nails dig trail on his back when his mouth violently reclaims hers. She moans again and with his fingers moving inside her while he is still rubbing her clit she is about to come and coats his fingers with her juice. When he feels she is on the edge of an orgasm, he stops and she groans almost in tears her body craving for the contact, craving for him.
"Nik, please!" She begs with a pleading voice
"Beg for it Bonnie" He knows now she would do anything to reach her orgasm.
"Klaus please anything, just make me come." She begs once again
"You don't know a Matt Donovan," He says with a grin
She hesitates and he removes his finger replacing it with the head of his penis, teasing her. Her vagina becomes wetter, it soaks his dick, she is damped and he is fighting in dangerous water. He wants to fuck her as much as she wants him to do it. Moreover, playing with her desire is painful; he is learning patience right now for higher purposes. Her wall tightens with excitation and he is slowly trusting painfully teasing her while her wall just want to swallow the entirety of his impressive sex. He adjusts his position with a hand on her abdomen than he uses to strengthen his thrust. He dips the tip in and moves it in and out. Her body is betraying her, begging for more while she is panting. She is thrusting trying to force him but he is in control. Therefore, she gives up.
"Please Klaus just fuck me, I don't know a Matt Donovan" She manages to mutter.
He smiles, kisses her and with one thrust he is inside her. She screams and moans. He waits for her wall to adjust around his size and starts thrusting slowly building a rhythm. With each thrust Bonnie is invaded by pleasure, her inner core swallows all of him and she is tight and warm. Her vaginal wall squeezes his dick and he groans in her neck while he is nibbling the inches of skin there. He squeezes her breast while his other hand is still rubbing her bundle of nerve and his hard penis is pounding inside her, hitting every right spot. She is screaming and her voice is now raw.
He takes everything from him not just to come in the first minute but now he has a pace and Bonnie meets each of his thrust. He goes faster and she is getting closer to the implosion, she is wining and grinding at the same speed that he is thrusting. With many powerful thrusts, she can feel the orgasm built until it rips her apart, he thrusts again until he comes inside her and spills his seed inside her.
They are both trying to regain a normal breathing while he is still inside her. Bonnie is panting and breathing heavily. She is trying to get her respiration to slow downs while she is also regain her reason, the daze of sex vanishes and once again, he just made another decision for her. She feels dirty and disgust with herself but she is also filled with hate against him. She shoves his body away violently and shouts hysterically
"Asshole, I am not doing what you want. Matt is my only friend"
At the instant, she says that, he sees red and seizes her hands. He brings her once again under his body. Her attempt to rebellion as an effect she does not except once again he is turned on. He licks her face and kisses her to silence her defiant mouth and Bonnie bites him until his lip is bleeding but that does not seem to stop him. He just ceases when her body is limp because she is tired of fighting him.
"How hard do you think it is to find Matt? I have his number, his full name." He asks with a smirk before pursuing "what do you want me to bring you back as a gift. His knee joints, few fingers or his tongue in honor of your feisty attitude. And before you think, I wouldn't do. I beg you to try me "His tone does not leave space for ambiguity, he does not need any reason to be violent and now Matt Donovan is the man he wants dead.
Bonnie eyes widen and she is suddenly silent. Tears run down her cheek, she can't dare to look at him. He grabs her chin and forces her to face him and he is satisfied with the fear he sees inside.
"So, who is Matt Donovan, love?" He asked with a cynical chuckle still staring deeply in her beautifully scared green irises.
"No one, Nik" She replies in tears just closing her eyes looking for a little peace. He kisses her hot temple once more; he is satisfied with the answer.
"Mine. Darling you are mine, I think and choose for you" He simply states then moves to the other side of the bed.
Klaus is now asleep while Bonnie is still strike by horror. She has been crying for hours. She has a pounding headache and she wants to puke but she can't stand and her legs can't support her. She is facing the sleeping frame of her executioner and she uses her finger to trace the contour of his nose. Dark thoughts cross her mind. She stares at his peaceful feature when an hour ago they were distorted by anger.
She is fascinated by how beautiful he is for a man, she is captivated by how is appearance differs from his character if he was not asleep she would have never notice how beautiful he is. He must really be the devil. She caresses his cheeks with one hand, he stretches, and she is startle by the movement. She grabs his face and murmurs to his sleeping frame
"You are going to hurt me. Aren't you? "She releases him and turns to face the ceiling.
Tonight for the first time she has a strong desire to hurt someone and she has violent angers. She bites the inside of her cheeks and tries to contain her anger. Her face is contorted by rage. Tears have dried on her cheeks. She is boiling with non-directed rage because she does not want to succumb to worry or sorrow.
If she stops long enough she would have to analyze how she is another man properties but then the guilt of having sex with him would also sink in. Later her mind stops on Matt and all the happy moment he represents but now Klaus parasites that thought. She does belong to him and the difference with Kai is that with Klaus, she is an object and he is not going to bend under her wish.
The thought of killing him does grow on her, she look at him but remember she does not have the nerve. However, him he has the nerve to kill her, Matt, anyone .Therefore how can he even sleep. She is mad, she is sad. She is lost and scared. She just wants to calm her wiry mind. Therefore, she repeats her anatomy atlas after all she has a surgery test in a week. Her mind is escaping reality little by little. She drifts toward sleep and finally she is at peace.
Klaus wakes up first, next to him lays Bonnie's body. He observes her, he remembers how sharing his bed with a woman is not something he cherishes, and they never stay the night. However, they are stuck with each other; she is not the only one suffering from the arrangement. He just wants to curse Elijah; he hates how he feels conflicted because of her. He is acting out of character trying to plan everything. He does not think she is adequate for him. He sees how she is fragile but she is portraying someone else.
She is twisting his mind. He is unreasonably possessive but that is nothing new and she is his possession. He bought her that is how he sees it. However, what Elijah wants for her, she lacks the stature or the shoulder for it. Under everything's weight, she will break. It is a miracle Kai didn't broke her, but his world, his family will definitely. He observes her sleeping body once again; her chest is peacefully raising and descending with each breath. He is in a bad mood and he is still trying to control her. He picks his phone and starts to look for one of his partner.
Matt Donovan, address needed. He sends the text adding the phone number because he knows verbal threats are never enough. He stands up, leaves the bed and goes straight under the shower. He comes back and slips into one of usual black suit. While he receives a call from Elijah, Bonnie is still asleep; his brother promises to visit.
Sound of male voices in the living room wake Bonnie up. She stretches and finds a pile of clean clothes with a note "when you will decide to grace us of your presence". She crumbles the little yellow paper in her hands and goes back to her laying position. She is no mood to interact with Niklaus. She feels tired, angry, sad but mostly melancholic. Her mind is in a numb state, fatigue and exhaustion fogs her thoughts.
She has been tired for the past four months, life has been hitting her from every corner, and she is just tired of fighting. Yet, she is at another turning point of her life. Four months ago, she decided to work for Kai, work not really it was more like the only way she could repay him. Every time she thinks about her predicament, she curses the name of her father and she remembers nothing bad must be said about the dead. Nevertheless, she can't really blame him for everything. She should have been less passive.
Therefore, the time where she blames herself, an afterthought that nibbles away her brain follows. She could have called the police. Seek for help; anything but, she accepted the deal the man proposed. This time, she wants to toughen up, stand for herself. As she analyzes her situation, her mind finally reacquaints itself with objectivity; lucidly she knows Nik is lethally more dangerous than Kai. He is more violent, volatile and when she looks around, she sees power. He has a lot more money and that is a problem. Thinking hurts her and makes her hopeless, so hopeless she feels like dying would be much better than dealing with all the crap life throws her way.
However, for the four past months every time she has thought about dying; this morning the though is stronger. Vicious desire drives it. To free herself from Kai was the hope that kept her going. She just needed to repay him and she could be free. Niklaus, his entire profit in the situation is unknown, what does he want her. She is in a bit of a limbo.
Once again, she feels like crying. She has cried gallon, trail of dry salt are here to prove it. In her, there is no tears left, the sad has another weight and can't be expressed. She feels helpless and tired. She closes her eyes and tries to calm herself. She feels the built up of another panic attack, the sign of the roaring tempest are present. Shaky hands, blurry eyes, galloping heart and heavy lungs so she inhales and exhales in rhythmic pace. She tries to find a gravity center, a safe anchor in this unknown new home; a female voice interrupts her but it is a welcome disturbance as it breaks the spell on her mind.
"So you are Niklaus new toy." Says a beautiful blonde woman, her face seems familiar to Bonnie. She might have met her once, maybe at those galas she attended in the four past months. As answer to the young woman statement, the Bennett girl judges the use of words not worthy. Not wanting to be disturbed in her solitude, she stands and moves into the bathroom. She is unwilling to exchange words with a living being, the thought of conversation is dreadful on itself, but with anyone in any sort of relation with Nik, it is a stitch on a piece of nightmare. She looks at the mirror and her own reflection horrifies her. She spreads water on her face; she attempts to put order in hair and washes away the trace left behind the dried tears. She looks for a brush and brushes her wavy hair then puts everything into a bun. She comes back from the bathroom, hopes the obnoxious blonde young woman has left. However, she is still there, sitting on the bed. It seems wishing to escape a nightmare in the house of horror; it is as futile as a wish made to a dying star. She sighs and walks back in.
The blonde woman's eyes widen as result of surprise when she recognizes the girl who she called Klaus' new toy. Klaus has multiples female toys. She has been a bit surprised to find one in his bed because they never spend the night. Nevertheless, there was a woman flesh and blood laying on her brothers' bed. Hair was covering her face while she was ignoring the world around her. As the strange girl comes back from the bathroom, recognition is unavoidable; she has seen that girl unaccountable number of time. They both attends the same university and suddenly she is a bit more sympathetic, Bonnie is the college sweetheart.
"Bonnie Bennett!" Rebekah says taken back by surprise then she pursues "would I have never thought you will be the one falling for a man like my brother"
"Sorry do we know each other?" a bit embarrassed Bonnie asks apologetically, she can't remember the blonde but recently she has met so much people. She doesn't bother with faces anymore, why would she bother about passing ghosts that barely enlighten the moment they occupy.
"Oh of course Rebekah Mikealson, we have pathology in common and you did save my life during the last test." She says with a smile and Bonnie replies with a smile of her own, that only carries more embarrassment. It is more obvious why she can't remember her. The shame she carries around due to her recent life has led her to avoid school's acquaintances. She does not want her secret spread across her campus. She has become a lonely character and she barely speaks to anyone.
"And no I am not your brother toy. I wish I didn't even know him." Bonnie added a bit tired, she was now more motivated in to end the encounter. The fear of having her life thrown to the hungry consumers of gossip that form her college's crowd of students, makes her crankier than she already was.
"Oh you are the girl, aren't you? Then you would want to go out there and listen to what the boys have in store for you. For what it is worth, welcome in the family." Rebekah adds. The compassion and the lingering pity in her voice doesn't escape Bonnie, the young woman feels disgust and anger; being in the other side of pity is far from comfort, if anything it is heart wrenching.
Bonnie walks back to the bathroom to shower and clean herself. From all the dirt and filth, she feels like her body is drowning in. The weight of figurative ashes on her soul is unbearable, and the hope that water can wash away the carnal sin, anger and the despair drives her to shower longer than needed. She takes the clothes he picked for her, she doesn't want to displease him, and she still feels the sequel of the first attempted rebellion. The welcome to the family by his sister keeps her guessing, what they have in store for her highly intrigues her.
Therefore, she dresses up and walks to the living room. Two men she does not know are standing, both look like GQ model with their well cut suit and their hero hair. A deep conversation consumes their attention, numbers are thrown recklessly, knowledge are shared and her presence goes unnoticed. Retreating to the room seems at the instant the smart move and she is midway when one of the men calls her name out. She abruptly turns to face the caller.
"Miss Bennett" a voice with a very sophisticate accent, her eyes make contact with velvet brown irises and a charming smile. He is tall with black hair and beautiful feature emphasize by a strong jaw line. He walks toward her and take her hand to kiss it.
"Mr. Parker did not exaggerate your beauty, Elijah Mikealson and this is my younger brother Kol," He says while he points toward the other man with chestnut brown hair.
Everything overwhelms Bonnie; it takes her an entire minute to form a reflexive reaction. Confronted to a new set of unknown, she looks for the only mark she has in that house, Klaus. As her eyes look for him, he exits the kitchen with his sister on his toes, they are both laughing and chuckles echo in the much silent part of the room where she stands. The jolly sound of his laugh surprises her, she is only used to the cynical he uses with her since she met him. Once the threatening undertone gone, there is a melodious aspect to it that is something she recognizes as her mind halt on trivial detail in attempt to ignore the situation happening.
Bonnie returns her attention to Elijah somehow feeling safer with Klaus in the room; the presence of two strangers does scare her, her experience has thought her instinctive fear. Her confidence around people suffers the aftermath of it.
With the brightest smile, she can fake, she replies to his greeting "enchanted to meet both of you."
She is great at pulling a facade, she can build a wall of pretense when basic preservation depends on it. If they share similarities with their brothers, she does want to be in more trouble. Her lower body is still aching from the ministration of Klaus. She stares a bit; she stresses and just wants to disappear. She is startled when Elijah engages a conversation.
"I hope Nik has not been a brute with you? He generally is one." while enunciating every words, He looks at his brother. He is already aware of the answer but he expects the opposite of the truth. He wants a the good answer; he wants her to pass his test.
"Oh no, he is a sweetheart. Nik has been adorable." with a smile that reaches her ears, Bonnie, says. For the sake of the act, she adds a chuckle. Trying to sound as convincing as possible, she is detail into her acting, she moves toward the man she finds repressive. Punishment still vivid in her mind and burning the core of her body, she will do anything to not antagonize Klaus. She is a great actor; she has learned to be, it a survivor skill to be able to fake emotion itself. However, when Klaus moves and eats up her safe space, she wants to flinch but stays straight and leans on him.
"She is great, I told you she would be perfect" Elijah adds with a satisfied smile, he knows his brother and no one will use adorable attach to him. He likes that she can lie and not flinch. She is perfect for his psychotic brother because she can sell happiness and he needs them to sell the happy couple.
"I know you should have seen her yesterday. For a moment out there, I thought I was really her boyfriend "Klaus laughs and put his arms around her.
Now that Bonnie understands the farce, she moves out of the embrace and goes to stand meters away. Already pissed by everything, Bonnie is staring at the ceiling trying to keep her mind together; tears are burning her eyes. Anger is igniting every muscle in her body, she feels tetanic. Rebekah puts a comforting hand on her shoulder and offers a smile. It is simple, it is humane and it enough to ground her.
"She is definitely not very obedient but she is way prettier than I thought, I am regretting my decision. Nik I might want her back" Kol jokes around. With the way everyone in the room considers her as an object, Bonnie is uncomfortable; only Rebekah's comforting hand keeps her to believe that she is an object. She is reliable to that small humanity shown to her.
Klaus doesn't like what his brother has just implied. After yesterday night, she is definitely his and he wants to make it clear.
"Before I would have not mind, you could have her but after the night she gave me she is definitely mine." Klaus naughtily tells his brother while Bonnie is turning red.
It is the perfect moment for her brain to go numb, more than ever she feels like an object. She wants to grab something and throw it at him. The wounds, his words inflict on her soul she wants to transcribe them on physical wound on his body so he can have an idea of her pain. She wants to scream that she is human not an object and less of all his property. However, she knows nothing will change how he sees her; he might be vindictive and find a way to make her admit that she belongs to him. The same way he made her decide to let go of Matt.
"I want mind coming after you brother, you have an afterglow. She must have done wonder and god knows I need spice." Kol pursues now shamelessly eyeing Bonnie, which quickly Klaus notices. Jealousy taking control of his reason, he feels compel to beat the shit out of his brother, and he does just that. He punches him repeatedly, Kol runs out of air.
The scene startles Bonnie, she screams whilst Rebekah tries to calm her. The blonde young woman is unbothered by her brothers' antics.
"Mine, mine. So Kol back off if you don't want to lose more than your breath." the sandy blonde man emphasizes then releases his brother. Kol is a bit roughened up but in the overall okay.
"Klaus, Miss Bennett is not a toy and it is been established she is yours but she is also a member of the family. You are clearly scaring her." Elijah intervenes trying to calm his temperamental brother.
Klaus moves away from his brother and seems once again calm, he jumps back into the conversation as if nothing happened, and that just terrifies Bonnie. She is scared of him and his temper. She is scared of the possibility that she can be in the receiving end of his violence. It has only been one day since she has met him and he has already hurt two persons, one of those people being his brother. Therefore, she is legitimately scared.
However, what really has Bonnie on edge is how they all seem to agree that now she is member of the family. Everyone in the room knows something concerning the reason of her presence there except herself. Thus, she braces herself with a little bravery and steps out of the protective Rebekah's embrace. The only other being in the room who acknowledges that she is a human can't forever act as a shield. In a battle with paralyzing fear, she asks what has been hunting her mind.
"This little family gathering is touching but why am I present?" the facade she pulls every time amuses Klaus. When he thinks that she is too scared to speak, she proves him wrong. However, internally she just wants to explode or run out of the room but running isn't a plausible option and she knows it.
"Klaus as usual has forgotten to do what was asked from him" Elijah says completely unsurprised by that fact, he pursues with a grin "you Miss Bennett is about to be the woman who brings the Mikealson more power in Chicago."
"Not to break your disillusion but I am a med student and an escort at my lost hours. So how on earth I do that?" Bonnie asks in disbelief, how can she bring power to people who have power over her life? They had enough money to be on their merry way.
"You give yourself no credits. However, the fact that you were an escort will help. Darling we are about to blackmail our way on top of this city, and you Miss Bennett is the weapon." Elijah enunciates the premise of his plan to end at the top of Chicago crime, just how they did in other city before.
"And what am I winning in exchange? If I am to be use as a weapon in anything, your twisted minds are planning. Where is my share?" Bonnie bravely tries to gain leverage on them in this situation.
Klaus walks behind her, he is enjoying how she is a quick thinker, and she knows when she can bargain for more than what life offers her. He puts his arms around her waist and rests his head on her shoulder then joins the exchange.
"You win a seat in the Mikealson family. You will have something better than the future hole in which someone would have found your dead body in two or three years, after you got tired of your miserable hooker life and ended it or a bastard did it for you.
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