Chapter 7

Warning: Personality disorder, abuse, violence, non con sex, rape, kidnapping and slight torture. Don't read if you can't handle. You have been warned.

Caroline bit her lips nervously and kept chewing it until she felt the taste of her blood on her tongue. Klaus hadn't lashed out as she had thought he would. He had only smirked and blindfolded her before bringing her to the mysterious warehouse where allegedly Stefan was.

Klaus kept his hands on her shoulders and guided her to sit while he scrambled around.

"Can I see yet?" she asked for the hundredth time.

She could hear ruffling and groaning in the background before she felt Klaus' breath of her neck and his fingers undoing the blindfold. "Of course love" he whispered and petted her hair as her eyes squinted and adjusted to the darkness of the room.

Caroline's eyes literally bulged out when she saw her best friend gagged and bound to a metal chair, covered in blood. But the knife twisted in his leg was what made the tears fall down her cheeks quickly. "Stefan?" her voice came out trembling.

He looked up tiredly and tried to say something but the gag prevented him from doing so. Klaus chuckled but she could barely notice him or the other man standing behind Stefan when her best friend was in such a battered condition.

"That knife is for what you gave me the other day" Klaus taunted, reminding her of the day she tried to escape and stabbed him in his leg. Needless to say, her plan had miserably failed.

Caroline disregarded him completely as she went to her friend. She slid on her knees, ignoring as the hard cement scraped the skin of her knees. She placed her hands on Stefan's cheeks and wiped the blood from his face as carefully as she could, not to hurt him. Tear flowed freely down her cheeks. "Stefan I'm so sorry" she mumbled as she fiddled with the strap of the gag behind his head.

The man standing behind Stefan tried to stop her but she hissed and gave him a death glare before casting away the gag. "ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE!" Caroline yelled angrily looking towards Klaus.

"Caro-line" Stefan's voice came out as a whisper. He sounded so broken. Not only emotionally but also physically.

"Don't worry Stefan. I'm gonna get you out of here" she promised and wiped a lone tear that slid down his cheek, mixed with the blood from the cut on his cheek.

Klaus kept observing her moves silently. Watching as she interacted with Stefan and attended to his needs so softly and carefully. He craved for that. He wanted that. He would have that.

"Don't make promises you can't keep love" he advised her with an amused smile on his face.

Suddenly Caroline stood up but didn't move away from Stefan. "Is this what you want? Do you want people to hate you? To fear you?" she asked incredulously. How could he hurt someone like this? Maybe she had seen him kill someone but it hurt even badly when that someone was her best friend.

"Your girl's got a sharp tongue" the dark skinned man commented quirking an eyebrow at Klaus. "I always thought that Kol was the one who liked pretty little things with sharp tongues" he added mischievously. Wait! Who's Cole? Kol? And she isn't anybody's girl!

Klaus smiled. "I like feisty women" he commented gazing at Caroline adoringly as she glared him with such hate and loathing. He only wondered how amazing the sex would be if they were both angry.

"Leave Stefan out of this" Caroline stated glaring Klaus.

"No"

"No?" she asked shaking with anger. "He's one of the most important people in my life Klaus. I assure you if you don't let him go now, I will kill you" she threatened him with a dangerous gleam in her eyes. She didn't know how she got so much confidence but seeing Stefan like that because of herself was killing her. She would be damned if she let anything happen to him.

"Watch your tone Caroline or there will be consequences" Klaus warned pointing his finger at her.

"Oh yeah?" she asked laughing. "Are there only consequences for me to bear? What about you? You hurt my best friend Klaus! I don't think I should be kissing your feet anytime soon" she commented sarcastically.

"Care" Stefan's voice diffused the tension in the room. "Drop it" he said and slumped down.

Caroline walked over to Stefan and cupped his face again. "I'm not going to leave you here. You have a life Stef and no one. Least of all him, has the right to take it away from you" she reassured him and suddenly kissed his cheek before going towards his ear. "Do you trust me?" she asked whispering low even only for the two of them to hear.

He gave her a slow nod and she smiled before she grasped the knife embedded in his leg and pulled it out. He screamed loudly at the pain but Caroline ignored his cry and held the bloodied knife to her neck, looking directly at Klaus, who was fuming at the intimacy between the friends.

"Let him go" she demanded bringing the knife closer to the skin of her throat.

Klaus's eyes widened only the tiniest bit before he raised his hands in surrender. "Put it down love" he said slowly. "Before you hurt yourself" he added cautiously and caught Marcel's eye who was trying to move towards Caroline without her noticing. "There's a good girl" he added with an uneasy smile.

"Care – please" Stefan's plead came but she shook her head and ignored him.

"No! Just let Stefan go otherwise I'm dead" she declared scraping the knife against the skin of her neck. Threatening Klaus didn't work last time, maybe it'd work this time if she harmed herself.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Klaus yelled at her frustrated. He ran a hand through his hair and paced lightly before turning to her. "Fine! I'll let him go. After he swears to secrecy, you marry me and stay with me willingly" he offered.

"No. Caroline DON'T!" Stefan warned her but was cut off when Marcel clamped his hand over his mouth. The blonde looked between her best friend and Klaus.

"How do I know you're not lying to me?" she asked glancing in Stefan's direction.

Klaus sighed and ran a hand through his hair as he casually inched closer to her. "I think you're just going to have to trust me love" He stated narrowing his eyes.

"Caroline, don't or I swear to God I'll kill you myself" Stefan cautioned again as Marcel turned around and landed his fist into Stefan's jaw.

"I thought I told you to be quiet" Marcel spat angrily before punching Stefan again.

"NO stop!" Caroline yelled as she walked closer to Marcel and Stefan, lowering the knife only a little. Which was apparently enough for Klaus, who ran to her and grabbed her quickly. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his chest with her arms locked in. She struggled against him to get free but his hold on her tightened a lot more and she was forced to drop the knife in her hand from the pressure.

"I think it's time we leave. You know what to do Marcellus" Klaus mumbled as he let go of Caroline only to pick her up and throw her over his shoulder. Caroline's eyes widened and she banged her fists against his back trying to hurt him but he only chuckled at her.

"Let go of me! You said you'd let Stefan go!" she yelled at him as she hung from his shoulder.

"Yes I did say that. However, I did not say when exactly." He told her smugly and began moving out of the warehouse towards his car.

"No! Put me down! Stefan!" Caroline yelled as she kept on hitting his back with her tiny fists which were apparently doing nothing to him. He placed her back on her feet, to open the passenger door of the car and to shove her inside.

He quickly walked over to his side and sat in the car. Caroline tried to open the door and escape but apparently he had activated the child lock. Great.

Before she could even get a word out of her mouth, Klaus grabbed a fistful of her hair and brought her face closer to his, only to slap her so hard her face turned to the other side.

"Ahh!" she cried in pain as her cheek throbbed after the hit. But he was far from done. He grabbed her by her hair again and made her look at him.

"That behavior back there was intolerable love. Next time something like that happens, I assure you a slap is going to be the least of your worries" he snapped at her and watched as tears slipped out of Caroline's eyes at the throbbing sensation in her cheek. He sighed before gently running the tips of his fingers over the red mark and kissing the tears that had fallen down her pink cheeks.

"Let's go home. I'm sure you're very tired and we still have one more round to go before going to sleep" he assured her and with that said, he started driving and Caroline's face paled at the thought. She closed her eyes for a second and willed herself not to panic. But it was hard. She didn't remember the last time she had this much continuous sex.

Around thirty minutes later, they reached her apartment. Once they were inside, Caroline barely deposited the keys in her hand on the side table before Klaus grabbed her hand and led her to their bedroom. He locked the door behind him and instantly went to Caroline. One of his arms wrapped around her waist while the other fiddled with the waistband of her pants. He pressed her body closer to his. Close enough that his erection was pressing into her lower back.

He removed his hand from her waist only to bring it up to her chest and cup her breasts. He pushed her pants down slightly till her ass was exposed and shoved the dress up to see her in all her glory. Much to his annoyance, she was wearing underwear. He growled before roughly shoving her to the bed.

Caroline fell onto the bed onto her stomach. She lifted herself a little only to be pushed back down by the weight of Klaus' hand on her back.

"You will never wear underwear again. Do you understand me?" he commanded her with a stern voice.

Caroline rolled her eyes at him, "I'm not your little slave. I'll do whatever the hell I want" she snapped at his childish behavior angrily.

Klaus growled lowly before landing a smack on Caroline's bum which caused her to yelp unexpectedly. "You will not wear any underwear and you are only allowed to wear dresses and skirts from now on" he informed her and with that said, he brought her pants down her toned legs and even tore her underwear away. He bunched the dress up and lifted it to reveal her cheeky little bum to him. He brought his hands up to the neck of the dress and tugged it forcefully, causing the dress to tear down the middle. He discarded the material quickly and found her without a bra.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and dragged her with him so that she was lying flat on her stomach in his lap, while her ass was perched on his knee like being served on a silver platter. He squeezed her butt cheeks firmly before giving each a little slap. "You've been a naughty girl haven't you love?" he asked teasingly.

Caroline's eyes widened and she tried to squirm out of his hold but he was far too strong for her. "Let go of me you freak!" she yelled and tried to get out of his hold but his grip was too strong.

"Bad language earns you more punishment" he touted teasingly.

He ran his hand over her bum again before giving it a slap. Then came another and another and another. He didn't stop until her ass was a lovely shade of red and she was practically dripping wet for him. He placed her back on the bed flat on her bum and watched as she unconsciously moaned when her bottom touched cold sheets. He nudged her legs apart with his knee and seemingly, she was too tired to fight him.

He saw her glistening arousal and smirked devilishly. "Bend over on her knees sweetheart" he said with a mysterious glint in his eyes. At first she didn't go as he told her before a warning growl escaped his lips.

She got up and bend over on her knees while placing her palms flat on the bed. Once she was on all fours, Klaus moved behind her on his knees and placed his hard and thick length at her slick entrance teasingly. Her hips bucked involuntarily and he smirked before entering her.

"Ah" Klaus breathed as he felt her walls clamp around him tightly. He closed his eyes in pleasure and placed his hands on her breasts fondling with them. "You're so tight Caroline" he grated out.

He started moving inside of her slowly, this time letting her adjust to his length inside of her. His pace quickened a little seeing as he got no response from his partner.

Caroline bit her lip hard to not make any sound. She had unconsciously let him have control of her for the last couple of hours but that was not going to happen again. Even if he was killing her. Even when his skillful fingers were teasing her. Even when he was fully inside of her.

His pace kept quickening and soon he had to hold onto her to not let her slip away. He pounded into her restlessly and furiously. Furious for her lack of response. Furious for her misbehavior. Furious for her resistance. Furious for her hesitance.

Hours passed but Klaus stayed awake after their tiresome activities in bed. He held her close to his body and could hear the soft beating of her heart. Her back was pressed into his front as she slept soundly. Her blonde hair spread out on his chest and slightly on the pillow, surrounding her like a halo. She looked so peaceful while sleeping. He moved a stray lock of blonde from her face and tucked it behind her ear. Once the obstruction was out of the way, he could clearly make out the print of his fingers on her cheek. It had somehow gained, a purplish color from its initial red color. He trailed his fingers softly over the mark and she winced and shifted in her sleep a little. She twisted and turned around, still in her sleep, to face him. Her body now curled against his own. The feeling of her naked skin against his own only made it all the more real and him, even guiltier.

Guilty for treating her the way he was. For hurting her. For harming her. Continuously but he couldn't help himself. He hadn't always been like that. He was once a kind, typical in love boyfriend until he was betrayed so bad his heart had literally shattered into a million pieces. Tatia had broken him. He had loved her unconditionally and she had ruined him.

He had somehow been able to forgive Elijah but he couldn't forgive Tatia. Nor would he forgive Caroline, if she ever chose to betray him but her punishment wouldn't be as easy as Tatia's. No. No! He would keep her by his side even after her betrayal and remind her every day the reasons why she shouldn't have.

But that was a matter to discuss when the time came. She hadn't yet committed such a crime nor would he give her the chance too. He picked up the cellphone on the nightstand next to him and sent a text to someone.

Prepare the jet for tomorrow. It's time the new Mr. & Mrs. Mikaelson get to meet the rest of the family -K

With that message sent, he fell back to sleep, wrapping his arms around her, legs tangling together. He could not have remembered the last time he slept so peacefully.

The morning after that was a rush. Klaus told Caroline to get ready quickly and meet him in the living room as soon as possible. Caroline huffed annoyed as she took a shower and came outside to check her clothing. She glanced through her wardrobe and found a check shirt. She threw the shirt on the bed and went back to look for some jeans but was unable to find them. She searched every inch of her closet but she couldn't find any of her jeans, shorts or even pajamas. Just as she was about to tear her own head off, she heard a throat being cleared behind her.

She turned to see Klaus leaning against the doorway, arms crossed in front of his chest. "Need my help with anything love?" he asked smirking. His eyes raking over her towel clad form.

Just looking at his smirk, she knew he had some part in this. "Where are my clothes?" she asked through gritted teeth.

"Right there my love" he pointed towards the closet, innocently.

Then she remembered his command from the previous night and clenched her fists. "I meant my pants!?" she asked him angrily.

"Like I said. Only dresses and skirts. Now I suggest you find a pretty little dress and wear it unless you want to spend the day in a shirt or towel only. That won't be a problem for me either" he suggested and grinned satisfied when he saw her pick out a black dress from the closet. He always did like that but it wasn't the dress for today.

"Wear the white one" he told her. His voice commanding as usual.

Just to annoy him, Caroline grabbed the black dress and tried to walk back into the bathroom to change but Klaus grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. "I said. Wear. The. White. One." He whispered dangerously his other hand flew to the knot of her towel. "Unless you want me to help you with that" he warned and Caroline shook her head and yanked the white dress off the hanger and came out ten minutes later, changed into the knee length white lace dress.

"Don't you look lovely" he commented placing a kiss on her temple and much to his dismay, she tried to turn her head away. Klaus sighed and noticed that she had been becoming more resistant ever since he had taken her to see Stefan. Maybe it was a mistake on his behalf to reward her so quickly.

"Enough. No more of this snarky behavior" he warned her. "Now we have a guest downstairs who is here to get our marriage papers signed and he will submit them to city hall today" he informed her and watched as all color drained from her face.

"What" she whispered wide eyed.

Klaus smirked. "You heard me. We're getting married. Right now" he whispered in her ear making her shiver.

"No Klaus- the girl in question started but was cut off by him easily.

"No more excuses darling. We get this done now and then we have a flight to catch" he said and pecked her lips softly. "Now don't misbehave or I'm going to have to teach you a lesson" he threatened her and his hands went over to the hem of her dress slowly. Caroline's eyes widened and when she tried to pry his hands off of her, he gave her a warning look and she backed off, knowing there was no use fighting him now. Pleased with her obedience, Klaus bunched up her dress till her waist and looked to see her wearing no underwear. He smirked at that. Of course she wouldn't. He hadn't left any for her to wear.

He hummed satisfied and pulled her dress down forcefully. "Come on. Let's not keep our guest waiting" he drawled holding out his hand for her to take.

Caroline looked at him with watery eyes and shook her head slightly. "No. Please" she pleaded. Her voice trembling. "You can't do this" she refused shaking her head.

He held his hand up and shook his head. "Caroline. You do realize I still have Stefan. Now put that lovely smile on your face and come" he ordered and took her hand and led her towards the main room where a lawyer was waiting for them.

Caroline had half the mind to tell the man everything but she knew Klaus was a man with many tricks up his sleeve. He could do anything. Literally. So just like an obedient pet, she sat on the sofa and plastered a small, fake smile on her face trying to keep the tears in her eyes at bay. Klaus, on the other hand, was ecstatic. One could literally feel the energy radiating off of him in waves. First, Klaus signed the papers and gave the lawyer a smile and then the papers were passed to Caroline, who stared at them for too long.

"Are you alright?" the lawyer asked doubtfully. "There's no pressure. If you're not comfortable right now, we can do this after you come back from your trip" he offered and looked at Klaus.

Klaus clenched his fists for a minute but then exhaled and smiled. "Of course." He breathed out reassuringly. He turned towards Caroline and grabbed her hands softly. "We can do this another time sweetheart. If you want" he said softly but Caroline could identify the threat in it. If you want… I can kill Stefan. She shook her head and grabbed the pen out of his hand.

"No. It's alright. Just a little nervous" she said with a small smile. Her eyes trained on the papers. She brought the pen forward until she felt the tip of the pen scrap against the surface of the paper. She signed at the first page, then the second and went on. She could hear the lawyer congratulating them and Klaus thanking him but all she could remember and recite in her mind was.

'She had just signed her life away for Stefan. What else did she have to sacrifice now?'

A/N: IMPORTANT NOTE. After this there will be Klaus and Caroline bonding so hold on tight. Slight Stockholm syndrome warning for the couple of next chapters. AND Happy Thanksgiving all you lovely people!