A/N: Sorry for the hiatus, I had exams and my sister had her delivery due in December, plus I also had a family wedding, so a lot of things were happening at once I decided to update as soon as I get free from all of that.

Not to worry, I'm back and updates will be regular.

Ignore my errors, not an expert grammar editor here, just a person who wants to tell you a story.

Brief Intro to Kurt's history.

Mother and Father both dead, Burt died ten years ago to date when Kurt became editor-n-cheif of Vogue.

Chapter 3: No, For an Answer

Kurt Hummel hated when it rained, it wasn't because of the thunder or lightning, or that the world looked colorless and dull. It was because of a bigger reason. The last time someone close to him died, it started to rain, when his mother passed away from cancer it was raining; ten years ago when Kurt's father passed away because of a heart attack, it rained. Today, dressed in a crisp black and white suit and tie, Kurt stood underneath his Louis Vuitton Umbrella, his Armani shoes practically soaked from their soles as he stood in the graveyard. His best friend Rachel tucked against his side as she sobbed, watching her boyfriend's coffin being lowered into the ground.

They were planning on getting married, and how unfortunate life was, Kurt thought. He remembers that he was planning on moving his father closer to him in New York, but he passed away right before he could do the final payment for the house he was looking for his dad in the suburbs. Kurt hated funerals, he hated watching his loved ones cry, and right now for Kurt all he could think about was his best friend, and what would he have done if he was in her place.

(Flashback-The Date)

"I have to go" Kurt was crying as he adjusted his clothes and pulled away from Blaine's hold.

"What are you talking about?"

"It's Jesse, my best friend's boyfriend, he's been killed, I can't Blaine-I'm sorry"

Blaine realized exactly who Jesse was, he shook his head and grabbed Kurt's hand, stopping him from leaving as he said "wait, I'll go with you"

"No, I don't want you to, I had a great time, but I'm sorry Blaine, but we can't do this anymore"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Blaine asked. Kurt snatched his hand away from Blaine and said with tears streaming down his face

"I can't"

(End of Flashback)

After the funeral Kurt made his way back home, he didn't greet the doorman as he mostly did, he went straight to his penthouse. Once inside the warmth of his penthouse, Kurt stripped off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves, he walked over to the gigantic window of his living room that faced central park. He shoved his hands into his coat pockets and blankly stared at the raindrops rolling down the window screen of his apartment. The funeral got him thinking of why he had spent the past 5 years alone, why he avoided relationships.

This was the reason why the moment he got close to a person something bad always happened. He lost his mother, he lost his father, he didn't keep many friends besides Rachel or fellow colleagues, and now he didn't plan on losing a lover. Kurt Hummel just didn't deserve to have a love life, he was better of alone, he was better off without anyone getting too close to him. He was bad news, and it was best if he stayed alone like he always had no matter how badly he wanted to just give up the control and restraints he had on his life and let go for once. But, he couldn't give himself that privilege, he was on his own for a long time, he made it this far in life, he would be fine. Kurt looked down at his cellphone, resting on today's newspaper that had a huge picture of Jesse plastered on its front page. He looked at the phone screen and saw 'one new voicemail from Blaine'

Blaine… a man the Kurt thought was right out of his imagination, he was too good to be true, he had everything Kurt looked in a guy, charming, dapper, handsome, sexy… mysterious...

Kurt sighed and clicked the voicemail to play;

Hi, it's me again, you didn't answer my calls or text for the past week since our date, you know I'm right here for you, and I know you need me, Kurt… talk to me… or else I won't hesitate to come after you and force you to talk to me, you know I won't take no for an answer-Blaine

He clicked his phone closed and didn't reply back, mysterious Kurt thought, mysterious he definitely was, and very… dominating per say. But no matter how badly Kurt wanted to just simply talk to Blaine, he decided it's better this way, to save himself the pain if he got too close to Blaine he will only be left heartbroken and alone like he always has been when someone close to him leaves him. Kurt closed his eyes and let a single tear trail down his cheek "I'm sorry, Blaine… you deserve better" he whispered.

Blaine Anderson was not a man of patience, his nature didn't allow him to be patient, and he had to have things his way or no way at all. He had been trying honestly, he did try to be patient with Kurt, give him space after their date was so rudely interrupted. Fuck! How was he supposed to know Kurt was best friends with the target's girlfriend? He was just doing his job. And now for god knows whatever fucking reason Kurt was avoiding him. And no he could not have that, Kurt Hummel will be his if it's the last thing he does, and he refuses to let him go so easily. After having the taste of feeling Kurt surrender ever so slightly in his arms, he craved to just break down all those walls and have that man on his knees begging for Blaine to take control.

He slammed his fist on his desk and stood up, tossing his phone away after sending Kurt yet another voicemail, he walked over to his study terrace and walked out into the rain. Today was supposed to be Jesse's funeral, he knew Kurt would be busy, but he couldn't bear having to wait for an answer. He had to make Kurt see he wasn't like most men he probably was aquatinted of meeting.

It started in the past after his father beating him when he found out he liked men, and how he tried to change him, Blaine was stubborn, he had to have his way, that's why he liked to be the highest paid hitman in the crime world, of course, no one knew about where the money came from, to the public records he was just a man who invested in the Plaza Hotel, but those who wanted a job done without strings attached Blaine was the man to call. He was an expert, and he took pride in having that one last control and advantage of holding the fate of someone's life in his hands, he could control his fate, he could control if that man would live or die and when would it happen.

Blaine liked control, and now he wanted that from Kurt. Beautiful, innocent, submissive, Kurt; oh what he wouldn't give to have his way with that man, he was too good to be true, and he just wanted to break down that ice queen façade of his and have him be completely ready and submissive to whatever order he had to say to Kurt. He knew Kurt wanted it to, his body language was enough to clarify Blaine that the man who held such control in his life would let someone like Blaine come and take it away. Kurt needed Blaine, he knew it.

The date that was so rudely interrupted by that stupid call, he planned on making sure Kurt knew just what type of a man was he. Not that he was a hitman, oh god no, Kurt would never ever, get involved in his crime and mafia activity, Kurt still didn't know about his father or his family business, and he didn't plan on telling him anyways. Blaine was too afraid of Kurt not accepting him for his actual job, and he didn't want Kurt to run away, he couldn't let him go. And it was clear that Kurt would not be replying to him anytime sooner. It was time to take matters head on, and if that meant having to force Mr. Vogue to talk then he will do exactly that.

(2 weeks After Jesse's Murder)

The news of Jesse St. James murder still hadn't died down, and it was still the much talked about murders, investigations had been carried out but nothing was resolved. Kurt stared at the upcoming issue of Vogue blankly, the book was open to the column proposal for remembering Jesse. The mysterious murder of Jesse had taken a toll on Kurt. He became even more closed off and cold than he was before. He had shut out Blaine, he shut out his friends, he only worked, went home, worked, and sleep repeat. Kurt just didn't know what to do honestly, deaths always had a toll on Kurt, it made him remember his own loved ones, it made him remember how much lonely he was after losing his loved ones, and worst of all it made him feel unsafe. Death was inevitable, and so was heartbreak, why go through the pain of losing someone you are attached to, just so you can suffer after they leave you. Kurt knew he couldn't be with Blaine, after being there for Rachel and watching the pain and heartbreak she was going through since Jesse's death. Kurt imagined himself in her place, and it wasn't at all something he had the strength to go through after his Dad's death. It was better this way, he was better off alone, and so was Blaine.

But what Kurt didn't know that Blaine Anderson will not go down without a fight, outside of his office, on the entrance lobby of Vogue, Blaine Anderson had stepped out of the elevator, his sunglasses perched up on his nose, and he ruffled his slightly gelled curls and took off his sunglasses as he approached the receptionist. The receptionist looked up as Blaine approached her and immediately her eyes did a once over at Blaine, watching him dressed in a crisp white dress shirt, sleeves rolled up and wearing black slacks that fit him in all the right places.

"Vogue Magazine, please hold… Hello, I'm Caroline how can I help you?" she asked Blaine, giving him a seductive smile and batting her eyelashes at him as she drummed her perfectly manicured red nails on the desk.

Blaine chuckled and thought 'this is going to easier than I thought' "Well, Hello, sweetheart, I'm here to see Kurt Hummel"

Her face dropped noticeably at the mention of her boss, obviously the hottest man she's seen throughout the day would be here to see Mr. Hummel, he was probably a model too, but though by looks of it he was on the shorter end, so maybe a client or friend perhaps? "Do you have an appointment?" she asked.

Blaine smiled and shook his head, he then leaned forward resting his elbows on the table as he said "No, but you see this is a surprise for Mr. Hummel, I'm actually a very old friend from Italy, and he doesn't know I'm coming so I was planning on surprising him, and if you help me out here, I'm sure I'd put in a good word for you with Mr. Hummel and will personally see to it that you get a raise, after all with your job behind this desk, I'm sure you deserve a raise for all the hard work an effort you do in being the first beautiful face one sees when they enter Vogue" he gave her his best winning charming smile. Being in a business that he was involved in, Blaine was quite trained in being the perfect liar, he knew how to get his way through words and charms. If that didn't work threatening would always do the job, he hoped it won't come to that though.

He didn't want to scare Kurt off, and god knows why he was persistent in avoiding Blaine, he didn't want to give him another reason to run away from him because of the business he was involved in.

The receptionist kept eye contact with him, trying to decipher whether this was a lie or not, but she failed into picking up on his little lie and picked up the phone, "Yeah, I have a friend here for Mr. Hummel, I'm sending him up; oh and no mentioning to Mr. Hummel about him, it's a surprise for him"

She put the phone down and said, "Take the right down this corridor and the elevator to the top floor that's labeled E.O.C."

Blaine smiled and patted her hand saying "thank you, I'll put in a good word for you, sweetheart" and with that said, Blaine shoved his hands inside his slacks and walked over to the elevators.

In his office, Kurt had his back towards the glass door of his office room, he was facing the window with the portfolio and a red marker in his hands, his legs crossed, and leaning back as he swiped through the pages of the proposals one by one all the while crossing the pages and columns he found were not up to the mark. He was so invested in what he was currently trying to get done before the afternoon meeting that he was completely clueless to when Blaine Anderson has stepped out the elevator of his floor and approached his assistant. Jenna smiled at him and nodded, ushering Blaine into the office and closing the glass door behind her as she left Blaine alone inside his office.

Being completely unaware of Blaine's presence, he took that to his advantage and silently without making a sound, he approached Kurt's desk and found the remote that would draw down the blinds to cover the glass wall of his office to give them the privacy.

The moment the binds begin to start moving, Kurt snapped out of his thoughts and turned around, probably expecting to see his assistant there, because the moment he turned around in his chair saying "Yes Jenna, what seems to be th-….Blaine?!"

"Pleasure to see you too, Mr. Editor-n-Chief" Blaine said with a smirk, but his eyes told a different story, Kurt could see he was furious. This was not going to go well, Kurt thought.

"What the hell are you doing in my office? And who let you in?" Kurt asked, slamming his portfolio down on the table in anger, was he not clear by avoiding Blaine that it was better that they didn't talk and stayed away from each other, and now seeing Blaine dressed like that and that face… Kurt could feel his restraint slipping out of his fingers.

"I told you I won't hesitate to come and see you, and no one can stop me from doing that, not even you"

"This is crazy, I thought I made it clear I wasn't interested" Liar, Kurt thought; he wanted Blaine, but he would never let him know that he had to get used to not wanting Blaine.

"That's not what I picked up on when you were kissing me back and clutching on to me, that's not what I noticed when you decided to suddenly avoid me, seems to me you are interested in me, but you're just running away"

"well, it's none of your concern what I think, I've made my decision and it's better we don't date, or see each other for that matter, so please if you are done, go ahead and leave, I have work to do" Kurt said sharply and picked up the book, turning back around in his chair to face back to his window, but Blaine had crossed around his desk and grabbed his office chair.

He turned Kurt around to face him, and suddenly Kurt found himself leaning back in his as Blaine placed both of his hands on Kurt's armrest, crowding him so he won't move away.

"What the hell, Blaine? I told you, I'm not-"

"I know what you said, but sadly for you, I'm not buying it, who do you think you're fooling, I know there's something else you're not telling"

"you don't know anything, Blaine" Kurt said, he tried to push Blaine away but to no avail, he was stuck, Blaine was ten times stronger than he would ever be. Blaine rolled his eyes and turned his head to the side, leaning in closer to Kurt, he made eye contact with him and paused as he really saw him. He looked tired, emotionally drained from the look of his eyes, he also had bags under his eyes that he seemed to be desperately trying to conceal. Blaine frowned, Kurt looked as if he might pass out any minute from exertion, what happened was the real question.

Blaine moved back slightly but didn't let go of the armrest, he sighed and said calmly "I know you haven't been sleeping, that concealer isn't good at hiding everything Kurt, and certainly not the emotionally drained you look" Kurt shook his head in response and like a stubborn child he crossed his arms over his chest and looked away, breaking eye contact with Blaine.

He didn't reply back to Blaine's statement choosing to ignore him like he had been doing so these past weeks, maybe if he ignored him he might just give up and go away, after all, why would he want to stick around and fight for him when he can get someone better with lesser issues, he'd probably just give up and leave if he remained quiet.

"Kurt, look at me…" Blaine said softly, but no reply, he sighed and said "what are you afraid of, talk to me, please, I wouldn't have waited for you for these three weeks if you didn't mean anything to me, I like you, Kurt, probably more than you would, so please, talk to me, why are pushing me away?"

"you can't deny that you want me, Kurt, you need me, I want you, so what's so wrong in that; stop running away from me, because you and I both know you can't get away from me this easily, I'm not going down without a fight"

"Stop fighting for me then!" Kurt said, still not looking at the man in front of him. Blaine raised his hand and cupped Kurt's face, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the underside of his jaw, and whispered in his ear "I will never stop fighting for you, Kurt, you need to understand that I refuse to let you go"

Kurt's resistance broke, and without a warning, tears starting streaming down his cheeks out of the sheer exhaustion of trying to keep himself together and being terribly lonely these past few weeks. He couldn't stop himself, suddenly he found himself sobbing, his hands coming up to clutch Blaine's shirt as he slacked forward towards him. Blaine stumbled a little when Kurt had thrown himself at him and started sobbing. He recovered quickly and wrapped his arms around Kurt protectively, one hand coming to hold the back of his neck, he could feel the wetness of Kurt's tear on his shirt.

"I can't do this anymore, Blaine, I just can't" Kurt cried into his chest.

Blaine frowned and said, "can't do what, love?"

"I can't live like this, don't you see, you're better off without me" He said tiredly.

"What are you talking about?" Blaine asked.

Kurt moved his head back still clutching Blaine's shirt in a vice-grip and looked into his eyes as he said "Every time someone gets close to me, they either see just how much I am to handle, or they want me for my money and fame, if not that they get hurt by being with me and they leave me, the people I loved died, and I've always been left alone, even with my friends around something bad had always happened, and now with Jesse's death, I can't handle it anymore Blaine, you're a great guy and you'd be better off without me, I can't give into this because I can't lose control of my life, because the moment you see just how much better you can do than me you'll leave me and I'll be left alone like I always have been"

He let go of Blaine's shirt and closed his eyes, ready to face rejection from Blaine because he knew that would be coming, but it surprised him when Blaine chuckled and his cheeks, he wiped away the tears lingering there, he said "Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, Editor-n-Chief of Vogue, you probably are the most clueless person I've met. Can't you see that I don't care about all that, I don't care about your fame or your money, I don't fucking care about all your baggage, all I care about is you, you stole my heart at that party and god, you're just this enigma I want to decipher all myself, I don't want any other man to ever touch you, why? Because I want to make you my own, I want you, Kurt. I want to be the man you can trust, the man you would let in to take care of you. You've spent 10 years building an empire, all you've done is work and be in control all the time. Don't you want to just let that control slip away for a few minutes and just let someone else take the lead, someone else to carry you and be in control for a change to be there for you when you need it? To take care of you."

Kurt shook his head and closed his eyes, letting a stray tear roll down his cheeks as he said "I do want that, Blaine, I want someone to take care of me, I've been so lonely for the past 10 years, I don't know how to give all this up, I want to I really do, but can't you see, I'm not good enough"

Blaine pressed a kiss to Kurt's forehead and whispered to him "You're more than enough for me, Kurt, I want to be there for you, I get that you're scared but look into my eyes and tell me I'm lying when I say this" Kurt locked eyes with him when Blaine said "I will never leave you, you can push me away all you want, but believe me when I say this, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, I will make you mine, I want you and only you, I want you to throw away that control you have and let me take the lead for once in your life let someone be there for you, let me be there for you, Kurt. You are all I think about Kurt and I just want you so badly right now"

"You want me?" Kurt asked in shock, his eyes widening after hearing Blaine's speech

"was I not clear" Blaine stood up and pulled Kurt up as well, he grabbed Kurt's hands and trapped them together against his chest as he said "leave with me, right now… I know you haven't taken any risks in your life, but let me tell you this Kurt, give me today, I'll explain to you everything but first let me show you what I mean" he ducked his head and placed a kiss on Kurt's neck, he knew before that breaking Kurt Hummel would be a challenge, a challenge he was willing to take, as a man who liked to be dominant in his work and relationship, Kurt needed a test run to know what exactly he was getting himself into, but on the other hand, he needed to show Kurt what it would feel like to submit to someone and just let the other man take control of him for once.

"What do you mean?" Kurt said, closing his eyes.

Blaine let go of his hands and cupped the side of Kurt's neck, he said "Let me show you, what it feels like to give away the control and let someone else be in charge"

Kurt looked at him for a moment, analyzing everything Blaine had just said, he didn't know what Blaine wanted, but from what Kurt knew, Blaine was a demanding person, and certainly someone who won't give up without a fight, maybe he was also a controlling person by nature, the dominance of his words said so himself. Though Kurt didn't know exactly what Blaine wanted out of him, for some reason, looking into those hazel eyes, he could feel his control slipping away. Blaine gave off this vibe that any man's control would crumble under his influence, and right now, Kurt's definitely was. Because he found himself swallowing hard and nodding as he whispered,

"Show me"

A/N: So… how did I do, I'm trying to figure out how to slowly begin to establish Blaine's dominant nature and Kurt's submissiveness to it, it's going to be a challenge but I hope I do well in it.