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NY Store receives new collection of Saint Laurent Paris exclusive to men, was the title of my article for the Mode magazine.
The essence of contemporary masculinity Yves Saint Laurent.
A man of unique style, emblem of a safe and singular virility.
It took his balance of contrasts, a subtle Alliance of physical strength and sensitivity, power and culture, charisma and sensuality.
Sexy and magnetic.
I was writing this article since ten o'clock in the morning and still hadn't finished. While writing the article, I imagine a man to the brand image, blond with blue eyes and adorable dimples, instead of a dark Olivier Martinez. Frustrated, I pulled away from my laptop. That aberration...stupid Klaus! He was polluting even my work with their sexy toxicity. I had to finish this article today, so I decided to try to strip him out of my head and concentrated on finishing my work. After two hours, I just finished the article and I still managed to choose all the photos. I completed my workflow. I felt fulfilled and happy!
I knew that Rebekah was bringing home Italian food for dinner after leaving her job. She work as Curator of the National Gallery. She did not talk much about her work, but I could see that she was already working at the museum for two years and she loved her work.
When I got home, Rebekah had not yet arrived so I decided to wear my running clothes. I usually don't care for the food that I put in my mouth, I ate everything, I had almost no care with my food, I just liked to keep fit. Put the headphones and I went running. I drove my entire frustration running. Training was very relaxing to me. When I looked to the side I saw a family laughing and walking in the park. The memories were so clear. I could see my father beside me in the car, I could smell his perfume, I could feel him looking at me while he died ... my chest was tight and I stumbled on the floor. My blood was pounding in my ears, my heart rate was so high that I felt difficulty breathing. I felt pain in my right thigh when I fell.
'Hey, are you okay?' I heard a voice. I tried to control my breathing. Tremendous because of the panic attack that I just had, I turned to look at the guy who was looking at me.
'Are you feeling better?' I shook my head. What a shame, everyone in the park was looking for me.
'I'm sorry' he shook his head 'You don't need to apologize. My name is Marcel' he held his hand and greeted me.
'Caroline. Thanks for the concern'. Marcel frowned and I looked right at him, he was tall, dark, well-care, muscular type. 'Thanks again. I'll go home now'.
'I usually come run here every day, if you need me you know where to find me'. I gave him an embarrassed smile.
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I haven't had a panic attack for years. When I got home, Rebekah was already putting the food on the table. I greeted her and went to take a quick shower. I examined the wound on my leg and did a bandage. I come out of the bathroom in a towel and while I was drying and dressed it reminded me of Klaus. Now whenever I left the bathroom it reminded me of him.
So I decided to go help Rebekah. As we sat around and we started dinner my mind rambled back to Klaus. He was like a pest.
'How was your day?' she opened the packages of food and served both dishes.
'It was normal. I managed to finish an important article and still had time to choose the best pictures to complement the article. And your day?' I wanted to change the direction of the conversation. My day had been good until I get the panic attack and have passed a huge shame.
'Today I was with Klaus. He told me about how you two met!' oh no..other disgrace to my list of shames. I'm having a terrible day... 'He asked me if you are going out with someone! He is very curious about my companies'.
'No, I'm not. And you?' I ask her.
'No' Rebekah sighed 'You know I could flirt with Damon, the best friend of my brother. But he never called me because of my brother. So now we are just friends'.
'I have not yet met this Damon'.
'Oh you'll know him. Come hang out with us today. Please Caroline'.
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Rebekah managed to convince me to leave with them. I chose a simple blue dress from my wardrobe and put my favorite Louboutin. Rebekah took forever to get ready.
When we got to the bar, Klaus was already sitting at a table along with a man with clear blue eyes. He was very beautiful. He must be Damon, I thought. When I saw the look that Rebekah released to him, I realized why she takes so long to dress.
'Damon, this is my new roommate Caroline' she turned to me 'This is Damon and Caroline you already know my brother, Klaus'. Her smile vanish when she looked at the woman sitting next to her brother 'Caroline is Tatia. Klaus' girlfriend'. I remember what Rebekah had told me about Klaus girlfriend. She was very pretty, brunette, with long curly hair and deep brown eyes. Rebekah went to go fetch us drinks and Damon was with her, leaving me alone with the couple that was in front of me. I tried not look at them.
When Rebekah came back with drinks, sat next to Damon. I saw that there was anything between the two, although Rebekah refuses to admit.
After an hour I realized why Rebekah dislike Tatia. Every time someone mentioned a topic, Tatia took control, her voice already pissed me off. Tatia spoke loudly and was completely selfish. Needing a break, I volunteered to go get the next round of drinks. I went to the bar and asked the bartender the drinks. All of a sudden I felt someone beside me. It was Klaus.
'So how is running your article?' he was really curious about my work.
'Well, thanks'
'Your latest article is about what?' he insisted. I didn't answer. The bartender put the drinks on the table. I picked up on them but I was stopped. He would not let me go out until I respond.
'Oliver Martinez and YSL' he looked at me with a puzzled face. I bet he never heard of the first.
'Thanks for replying. You're lovely in that dress' I smiled.
'You should say this to your girlfriend and not to me'. Klaus sighed 'Seriously, love?. You want to be like that with me? I'm glad you're giving so well with my sister. It was just a compliment that I wanted to do'.
'Klaus, who are you trying to deceive? I want you to stop. You need to outstrip the fact that you have seen me naked.'
He whispered in my ear 'I like the reaction that I cause you. And I can't take that image of my head, so you know' I pulled away.
'Stop it. You're Rebekah's brother. You are here with your girlfriend. Don't you have shame?' I was frustrated with his reaction. How he could give on top of me with his girlfriend at the same place.
'I'll stop, love. I liked that we were friends. Let's start again, and I'll forget I saw you naked ...' he held his hand and said 'Pleasure. My name is Nicholas Mikaelson, but you can call me Nik.'
I pressed his hand 'I'm Caroline, the new roommate of your sister. And I prefer treat you by Klaus'. The hair of my arm goose bumps when our hands came into contact. Klaus's hand squeezed mine, his eyes darkened and I knew ... he wanted me too.
'I can pretend' he said dangerously. I pushed his hand, trying not to tremble and picked the drinks.
Klaus sat beside Tatia and handed her a drink. Our eyes collided and he smiled at me before sliding his arm around Tatia shoulders. I drank my drink once and tried to ignore them, I took a third drink and I drank it all in seconds.
'Caroline...' Rebekah warned me. Klaus looked at me and smiled to me. It was as if he knew that I was angry. He was doing it on purpose. But if he thought that I'd drunk so easily, he was mistaken. In Mystic Falls, I was known for my alcohol tolerance. I can compete with the best of drunks and won! I was furious because he put me furious.
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