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Chapter 4:

-December-

It had been a little under 5 months since she had been serving in the Mikealson household; she hadn't misbehaved after that one night she talked to Elijah. They had become great friends and he helped her take care of Nik. Whenever she had to report to Niklaus he would come with her to make sure no harm was done. It had worked. Her chores would go by smoothly and she would have a lot of free time to go out to the library away from Niklaus, that was the main idea for her solitude. Till she learned that Elijah would be leaving to retrieve their sister, Rebekah. Leaving her alone with the unstable beast for 4 days and 3 nights.

"Do you have everything Lord Elijah?" She said walking up to carriage that held both Nathaniel and Elijah.

"What did I say about calling me that, it's Elijah. And yes, I have everything." He said sending her a smile; he had grown fond of the curly dark headed girl. Her kindness and light was extremely appealing to him, a creature of the dark.

"How about you Nathaniel? Need anything?" She said kindly to her fellow servant.

"Just your neck to be intact when I get back." He said. Both laughed in response to his words but Elijah saw fear past her grey eyes. He knew how scared she truly was, even if she tried her best to hide her shaky hands and jumpiness, he could tell. Elijah connected eyes for a split second; she gave him a shaky smile and stepped back from the transportation.

"Safe journey." Kristina said as the carriage started rolling away. Shivers erupted up her spine and her stomach turned into a knot as she realized that she was alone with her master. She almost laughed at herself, when a slight burning sensation filled the back of her throat, Kristina wasn't going to cry. It wasn't that kind of burn but a burn that just sat there, reminding her that she was, once again, the weakest one. Someone put a coat over her shoulders, making her look up curiously. Meeting Niklaus pure sky blues eyes, they seemed a little upset but she could she the mischief deep inside of them.

"Get inside or your going to freeze to death." He said plainly already half way to the doorway; she followed slowly but never leaving him out of her sight.

"I must go. I have work. I will report after I finish." Kristina said shrugging off his coat and handing it to him after the warmth of the hearth flowed off her olive skin.

She knocked softly on the door, no respond. The pit of her stomach knotted up as she pushed open the door; thankfully no one was there. Kristina looked at that mess before her, Niklaus' room was trashed. She cursed the maid that usually cleaned his room, she was out with the flu and Kristina had directed her not to come for a while. She quickly picked up all the trash off the floor and throw all the dirty clothes off the floor and into the ben, where they belonged.

By the time she was done, the light outside had decreased earlier then she would have liked but she quickly lit all the candles in the room, leaving it spotless for her master.

She inhaled deeply before knocking on the door to Klaus studies. The door itself was intimidating, double doors twice her size, with deep oak wood with carved in detail that she would never have the time to admire. A voice sounded from the opposite side, she could make it out but she took the chance to crack the door open and look in.

"Love, there is no reason to knock in this house, I could hear you heartbeat quicken once you arrived at the south wing." He said chuckling; Kristina stepped in slowly with a poker face. His comment did nothing to stop her rapid heartbeat; it pounded against her rib cage furiously. She was sure she was either going to crack a rib or be every site in the morning.

Kristina had never been in this room before; it was always seemed off limits to her. It had a high ceiling and most of the walls were covered in art except for ΒΌ of it, which was designated from the bookcase, filled with mysterious leather bound books. Most women didn't know how to read but Athan had taught her one summer, reading books always made we feel closer to his memory. Her stomach tightened even more with the fresh thoughts if Athan, she pealed her off of the books before she started hyperventilating from the racing of her broken heart.

There were only 3 piece of furniture in the over sized room: the book case, Niklaus' art table with all sorts of brushes, papers and paints, and what really caught her attention, a red oak grand piano. Niklaus put his book down and walked towards Kristina, her eyes seemed to glow in delight as she saw the miraculous room. All her attention was directed to the beautiful instrument, she didn't even realize that h had moved from his position in the leather armchair next to the fire.

"It's a gift from an old friend, Bartolommeo Cristofor. He told me I didn't have the patients to play piano but when I found someone with the gift, I should to share it with them. Would you like to play for me?" He asked staring into her eyes with his sky blue ones, Kristina had to crane her neck up to see him.

"I would love too." She said braking eye contact, causing her to blush even more. She hadn't played since that August day, and looking at this untouched grace, seemed to be too strong of a temptation for her to resist.

She rested her hands on the key of the old piano, at first nothing came to her and she stared at the keys blankly till Kristina felt a tingling in her fingers as they started to glided across the keys to a familiar melody.

"Catharsis?" Klaus said from behind the large white sheet of paper. She smiled and nodded. Once the verse final fell, her fingers stopped gliding across the smooth old keys and she took in a deep breath, she was at peace with her mind and heart. Her head didn't seem filled with worry and her heart had finally subsided to normal heart rate.

"Why did you stop?" He asked firmly, when the sweet music that once filled the room, left it as silent as ever.

There was a slight flinch in Kristina's body when she heard his voice, it had snapped her back to reality, making her mind spin again and her heart rate start back up again. Kristina felt a new boiling in her stomach, all of a sudden all the anger from her time here, seemed to morph together.

"Am I not a loud to stop, till you say so?" Kristina snapped, felling the knot in her stomach tighten even more. "My lord." She said though her teeth.

"I gave you the liberty to play as you will, I was only curious." He said coldly finally looking up from his painting but quickly looking back at the white canvas. There was a silence lingering in the air as he went back to the art.

Kristina clenched her fists and gritted her, she knew the anger was swelling up in her from the night that he had threatened to compel her if she didn't do, as he wanted.

"May I go." Kristina stated it more then asked. She knew the longer she stayed in the same room as him, the more likely she was to finally crack.

"Do as you please." He said still not looking up from his art.

"If I had the liberty to do as I pleased, I wouldn't be here." Kristina muttered under her breath as she opened the door to escape.

She fell the door slam closed as she tried to pull it open, Kristina spun around to only see Niklaus right in her face. Her throat closed up not letting anything come out, not even a whisper.

She could feel his breathe fan her face as he edged in closer pinning her to the oak door with his hips and rested his hands on either side of her shoulder. His deep blue eyes screamed hunger as her scared gray globes search for some humanity left in his. Kristina cursed herself for getting suck in this situation again, she said a silent prayer, then clench her teeth together. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her in pain, once he started to drain her.

Klaus tilted his head to the side and slowly went for her olive toned neck, letting his lips brazed her sweet skin, giving him time to take in her sent. She smelt of magnolias, which made his nose tickle. He could feel the flow of blood, beneath her skin, it screamed to him.

He started kissing her neck, pulling on the skin as he pulled back from every kiss. Every time, he would kiss her neck, she would inhale deeply as if she was waiting for him to bite her. He could but he wanted to tease her, like she did to him every time their eyes meet. He started nibbling on the skin of her jawline making the goose bumps finally arise. Klaus grinned when he almost reached her lips.

Kristina felt her cheeks flush even more as Niklaus started nibbling on her bottom lip again. He slowly gave her little pecks on her lips but when she didn't respond, he finally crushed his lips into hers, forcing her lips to obey. It was like the kiss the first night she came but this time he was more forceful pulling on her already rosy lips.

Kristina rested both her hands on the top of his chest, pushing away with all her might but she knew she didn't have nearly enough strength to make him budge. She finally tasted the blood coming from bottom lip, as the old wound reopened. He pulled away slowly as he licked the blood from her bottom lip.

"Love, there's a reason you can't do as you please and I can. Keep that in mind." He said give her one of his famous devilish grins, backing away just an inch.

"Why is that?" She said out of breath from all the snugging, her head seemed fuzzy from the lack of air. Though her voice was weak, her eyes burned in rage.

"Because I'm a vampire." Klaus said flashing his fangs and black eyes at her, she hadn't seen this face since that early fall night. In the darkness of the room it seemed more sinister and demon-like then ever.

"Get the bloody hell off of me." Kristina spat cruelly; putting as much strength she could in her shove. Surprisingly he backed off.

"Going to cry to Elijah?" He said grabbing her around the waist in attempt to pull her back, but she easily escaped his grip.

"To bad he isn't here." He said flatly.

Kristina slammed the door in his face, "Go to hell!"

"I will meet you there." Niklaus yelled back, he heard her yell slightly before she faded out of human ear zone.

He didn't know why he was so intimidated by the beautiful young woman. It was no lie, she was better looking then most women, more nature and genuine, but there where women more appealing then her, physically. But the way she acted dragged him in, he expected the challenge. No, he welcomed the challenge, he craved it. He had kissed her, yes but she had yet to truly kiss him back with the hunger he craved.

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