Hey guys! So I am finally back with an update and first and foremost I wanted to apologize for the wait even though it wasn't as long a wait as before hehe. Writers block is really a pain in the ass :/

Enjoy!

As the sun set, Caroline awoke with a start breathing heavily and covered in sweat.

As her eyes moved over the bedroom, she noticed an outfit set down on the chair. Standing up carefully, she looked over the floor and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

Placing her feet on the lush rug, she carefully made her way over to the chair and held up the navy blue tank top. Frowning, she reached for the black skirt and bit down on her bottom lip as she contemplated whether or not she should wear it or come out for dinner dressed like she currently was.

A couple of seconds later, Caroline decided to wear the clothing that was being supplied to her.

As she was pulling on the skirt, the door knob turned and Klaus walked in with a swagger in his steps and a large smile on his lips.

"Do you not know how to knock?" She questioned, not even bothering to hastily pull up the skirt that was currently around her knees.

"I do, but considering that this is my house, I don't really see why I should when I can simply walk in."

"Uh huh," she said as she rolled her eyes and finally pulled on the skirt.

She grabbed the tank top, but didn't remove her top because there was no way in hell that she was going to do as she wished with his hungry gaze fixed on her.

"You can remove the top, love... After all, you did distract me with that little show of yours that you put on earlier."

"That little show of mine was put on for my benefit alone, Klaus. So, if you will do get out of here. I'm not about to distract you again- unless of course you want me to use that piece of glass on you."

"You wouldn't," he shook his head.

"You think so?" She questioned. "So, then how about you try me?"

"I will try you happily at week's end." Klaus told her, winking in her direction before turning on his heel and walking out of the bedroom.

Once alone, the blonde exhaled a sigh as she shook her head in annoyance. In all honesty, she was dreading what the night would bring, but for some reason, she knew that he wouldn't go back on his word. How, she knew that, she didn't know, but for some unknown reason she...trusted him?

"No," she said out loud as she yanked off the top and pulled on the tank top.

Once dressed, she went over to the full-length mirror and ran her fingers through her unruly blonde curls. As she tried to smooth her hair out, she was hit with a feeling of despair.

Those words that Damon spoke to her frightened her because she didn't want her only family members turning away from her. It wasn't as if she wanted the arrangement between herself and the Mikaelson heir, but at this point it seemed like she didn't really have much of a choice.

"Tick tock, sweetheart!" Klaus chimed from outside the bedroom. "I'm giving you another minute or so and if you're not out, I will carry you out myself." He warned, his voice taking on a teasing tone.

"Asshole!" The blonde cried out before she flipped her hair to the side and stomped out of the bedroom with her hands clenched into fists.

As she opened the door, she took in Klaus' smug expression and narrowed her eyes at him.

"Lead the way." She said, glaring at him with menace in her eyes.

"Happily," he smirked as he outstretched his arm for her to take.

"I can walk by myself, but thanks for the offer." The blonde shrugged as she motioned for him to move along.

"If I give you my arm, you take it, sweetheart." He ordered her, leaning into her ear.

His breath fanned over her ear and she let out an involuntary shiver. Smirking wider, he outstretched his arm and looking down at it, she took it.

"It would be best if you remembered that your brothers are alive because of my kindness." He reminded her.

"Your kindness?" She scoffed. "You gave me no choice, Mikaelson... Obviously, you have no idea how important my brothers' survival is to me because you don't know what love is."

Gritting his teeth, he kept his eyes forward as he felt the ticking in his jaw begin.

"What? Now you're suddenly going to keep your mouth shut?" She questioned. "Huh, I guess the truth hurts, boss."

"Damn right," he lashed out, turning in her direction with his eyes ablaze. "And if you know what is good for you, you will stop trying to provoke me."

"Ohh, is that a threat? And here I thought all mob bosses had to be a gentleman in a ladies presence?"

"Not all mob bosses live by the rules as you well know, Caroline and though you see me as a monster, rest assured that I will never physically hurt you- just your brothers."

"Leave my brothers out of this you son of a bitch!" The blonde said through gritted teeth. "You may have my life as well as theirs under your thumb at the moment, but rest assured that I can be very persuasive when necessary."

"Oh, I'm sure." He agreed. "After all it seems like your body may just be the best weapon in your otherwise lacking weapon arsenal."

"My body may be my best weapon, but do you know what's better?" Caroline asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"What's that?" Klaus questioned, looking the blonde directly into the eyes.

"What I have up here." She clarified, putting her fingers to her head and giving him the most innocent smile that she could muster.

"I'm sure," he agreed. "And I must praise you for that little stunt you pulled just a couple of hours earlier. But then again, you used your body to get my attention, so perhaps your mind cannot work alone."

"We'll see," she shrugged. "Now, how about we eat some dinner?" The blonde added as she moved in front of him and skipped with feign enthusiasm.

"Sure," he nodded.

"After all, I am quite famished after putting my poor mind to work earlier." She added, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she rolled her eyes at him and flipped her curly blonde hair to the other side.

Chuckling, he pulled the chair out for her and she plopped down on it without so much as a backward glance at him.

"You're welcome," he whispered into her ear as he settled his hands on her shoulders before moving across from him.

"I don't remember saying thank you, but okay." Caroline replied, as she reached for a piece of bread with bruschetta and took a bite.

"Italian food at its finest." Klaus stated as he himself reached for a piece of bread and bit into it.

"Did you have this delivered from a gourmet restaurant?" Caroline questioned, genuinely curious as he poured her some mineral water.

"Something like that," he replied, a secret smile on his full lips as his eyes lit up with something like happiness.

"Something like what?" She directed, taking a sip from the cold glass of mineral water as she looked at him under her eyelashes.

"What if I told you that I could cook as good as a chef with a five star restaurant?"

"I wouldn't believe you." She snorted as she twirled her fork around the spaghetti alfredo.

The blonde knew that it would probably be best if she ceased speaking to him and stopped eating the food that was set before her by him, but she couldn't bring herself to stay quiet. After all, she needed to have somebody to talk to even if it was her enemy.

"That's what I thought." He shrugged, giving her a sexy half-smile before eating his own food.

Enzo made his way into the building and quickly walked over to the elevator with a serious expression on his face.

He was not going to allow a bastard to condemn neither of his friends or the girl that he thought of as a baby sister. It was bad enough that Damon and Stefan were being roughed up by some brutes if what the Mikaelson mob boss said was true, but it was even worse that innocent Caroline was being used as collateral damage.

Once on the floor that he needed, he walked straight into the office and behind the desk sat a man with dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes.

"Enzo," he acknowledged as he stood up and rounded the desk before he outstretched his hand for him to take.

Shaking his hand, the other man motioned for him to take a seat on the couch.

"Your call seemed urgent... What is going on?"

"Your brother is what." He said through gritted teeth as his hands clenched into fists.

"Which one: Finn, Kol, or Henrik?" Elijah Mikaelson, the eldest of the Mikaelson siblings questioned, the curiosity evident in his voice.

"I am talking about Klaus."

"He isn't my brother." Elijah denied, shaking his head as his nose scrunched up with disgust at the thought of his father's byblow.

"Perhaps, but he is getting out of hand and he currently has the Salvatore siblings within his grasp."

"How in the world did that happen?" Elijah muttered as he shook his head.

"Klaus has Damon and Stefan Salvatore and he is keeping them somewhere."

"And the sister? What about her?"

"He has taken her as his mistress, but I am fairly certain that they haven't yet been intimate."

"How did you come to that conclusion? That man has no heart whatsoever, so I wouldn't be surprised if he would force himself on an innocent woman."

"I have decided to give him the benefit of the doubt even though he does not deserve such praise, but I need your help."

"You want me to help you save the Salvatore siblings?"

"Yes," he nodded. "And the reason why that is is because their father just passed away recently and at the moment their group of crumbling."

"Uh huh..." Elijah said as he placed his index finger under his chin. "What do you suppose I can do in order to help?"

"For one, you can involve your siblings... For some reason I believe that Klaus will have a soft spot for his younger siblings."

"They aren't his siblings." Elijah said through gritted teeth. "Niklaus is a no good bastard and he deserves to be alone for the rest of his life. My father may have appointed him the boss of his empire, but that is all he has."

"What do you say about taking even that away from him?"

"I say let's do it." The older of the two gentlemen smirked.

After dinner, Klaus stood up and gathered the dishes as Caroline made her way back to master bedroom. In all honesty, she did not want to be in his presence longer than absolutely necessary hence the reason why as soon as she entered the bedroom, she made her way to the adjoining bathroom.

Removing the clothing that he gave her while the tub filled with warm water, she thought about her brothers and how they were going about things. Sighing, she grabbed the bottle of warm vanilla shower gel and squeezed it out into the bath.

Once settled in the tub, she put her head on the pillow and shut her eyes. As the magnificent smell twirled around her, she relaxed for the first time since she agreed to Klaus' stupid arrangement.

"Feeling better?" A voice said from the door and her eyes shot open as she put her hand to her rapidly beating heart.

"Get out!" She cried out as her face turned red and she narrowed her eyes at him. "Can't I have a moment of peace with you bothering me?"

"Yes, but not now. I find myself feeling quite fatigued after the day that I had thanks to you hence the reason I am going to shower."

"You can shower when I am done with my bath, but for now- go away!" She commanded as her hands clenched into fists at her sides.

"Nope," he shook his head as he removed his shirt and threw it into the hamper that stood near the shower.

Then he unbuckled his belt and as he was doing the button on his jeans, Caroline shrieked.

"What the bloody hell?" He said, looking over at her confusion in his eyes as he took in the blush on her cheeks.

"Undress in the shower." She said. "Please," the blonde added.

"But why? It isn't like it's the first time you have seen a man's cock."

"Just please." She said again as she shielded her eyes.

"Okay, okay..." He said, giving in as he entered the shower and then threw his jeans followed by his boxer briefs on the floor.

Then, he turned on the water and sighed as the warm water cascaded down his body.

Phew, Caroline thought as she swallowed the lump that was forming in her throat.

As a matter of fact, it would be the first time that she would ever see a man's nether region in the flesh. Of course, she has seen the famous statutes with naked men as well as books, but...

Shaking her head, she finished her bath quickly before she reached for a towel and wrapped it around her body.

Soon thereafter, she was under the covers wearing a worn out shirt that he laid out for her.

Shutting her eyes, she urged herself to fall asleep before he came out of the shower, but a couple of seconds later, he was making his way towards the bed wearing a pair of sweatpants and nothing else.

"I know you're not asleep." He told her as he licked his lips before he lay down beside her.

"Just leave me alone." Caroline said. "You promised that we wouldn't do anything just yet and I expect you to keep that promise."

"On my honor," he assured her as he turned away from her and shut the lamp on his side off.

Caroline turned off her lamp as well and a couple of minutes later, he was breathing evenly.

Feeling somewhat disappointed for no apparent reason, she huffed before she herself drifted into oblivion.

There you have it! So, yes Caroline is a virgin considering that she grew up in a family that was made up of mostly men that wanted to protect her, so she hasn't exactly had any free reign to do as she pleased... Hopefully this isn't a deal breaker and I can tell y'all right now that when they do get together, it will be consensual on both accounts.

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~Hana :p