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When I got home, Rebekah was on the couch watching a movie.

'Did you finish the article?'

'Yes' I sat next to her. 'I've never seen you like this before'

'Yes well, Hayley is a bitch'.

'You really don't like her. Who is she?'

'She was Damon's girlfriend for a while. And then she was Klaus's girlfriend'.

'And…?'

Rebekah shrugged 'They exchanged her for a while'.

'Exchanged her?'.

'Yes, they slept with her at the same time. She is a slut'.

I could not judge when there was a mutual agreement, but I figured why Rebekah do not like her ... because of Damon.

'You really like Damon, don't you?' she closed his eyes tightly.

…

Two weeks later, I was in a weekly reunion. This reunion was very important because it was there that were distributed the titles of articles that would go in the magazine next month.

During these weeks, I had gone out with Rebekah as the Soho festival was taking place. For relief of Rebekah, Hayley disappeared from the life of Klaus.

When this happened, Rebekah ran to tell me the news. I hadn't seen him since he introduced me Hayley. He was busy at work. That was when I discovered by Rebekah that he and Damon were architects.

'Caroline' I heard someone call my name. I was at the reunion and my boss Matt was calling me.

'Yes? I apologize. You were saying?' I said, embarrassed at being caught not to pay attention.

'Caroline, you will stay with the article of gold Singles. Today you will have an interview with the main single. Niklaus Michaelson. I managed to fit you in his agenda'.

'What? Klaus?' I didn't believe in the bad day that I was having.

'Do you know him? Great! You can get some secrets of their success'. Matt waved an envelope for me. 'Here are some questions that need to do. Give them a look'.

My stomach turned 'You want me there to make these questions to Klaus? He knows about this?'

'Yes, he asked to be you specifically to go there. The interview is in two hours, you'd better hurry and studying these questions'. Of course she was stuck in this ...

Crap, shit, fuck. Grumbling, I got up and took the envelope. 'Where's Klaus's Office?'

'Everything is inside the envelope' Matt said.

I left Mode and went to take a taxi. Inside the cab, I opened the envelope, I gave the address to taxi driver and began to study the questions. The trip would still take half an hour, but at this time there was a lot of traffic and I thought it was better if I hurry. Would be like a bandage, the sooner I pull it, better.

I had a plan. I would leave the questions in Klaus secretariat, asking him to answer and return the envelope to Rebekah. With this plan in mind, I come out of the taxi and found Klaus's Office. After an embarrassingly discussing around the elevator, I found myself in a fancy reception area.

'Can I help?' the receptionist smiled to me.

'I'm looking for Niklaus Mikaelson'.

'You have an interview scheduled?'

'Yes. I work at Mode magazine and my boss asks me to bring some questions to Mr. Mikaelson. If it were possible, I'm going to left the envelope here with you.'

'May I know your name?' the receptionist gave me an even wider smile.

'Caroline Forbes'.

'One second' she picked up on the phone on her desk 'I have here a Miss Caroline Forbes, she had some questions to leave to you' she replied 'I'll do this' she turned and smiled at me 'He asked for you enter'.

My plan had not worked. Of Course! He made me move up here. I would not be able to escape so easily. I followed the middle-aged smiley receptionist by a corridor. She knocked on the door, a voice said, 'Come on in'.

The Office was very large, with a window that occupied almost the entire wall behind the secretary. It was a very male office, leather chairs, leather sofa and bookshelves. He had many paintings on the wall.

Klaus was sitting on his desk. I felt that kick in my stomach again, at the sight of him.

'Hello, love' I waved. Swallow in dry, when his eyes went through my body.

'It's nice to see you, Caroline'.

I extended him the envelope. 'I have to do an article about Golden Singles in England, and I have these questions for you to answer'.

He nodded, still looking at me. 'Oh'

'It's not like it's a big surprise for you! I knew that you requested me to come here to do the interview'.

Klaus opened the envelope and silently read the questions. 'If you want I can respond now to the questions'

'Do you have time?'

'I can find the time' he touched the chair. I picked up a block and a pen and prepared myself to write what he said. The sooner I had the answers, sooner I finished the article. I'm a grown woman I can do this…

'Let's see ... first question. What I look for in a woman?' he looked at me and smiled, 'I like smiles because it means that she find me fun - and a smile lights up the room. A woman can wear the worst possible outfit but if she smiles…'

I pointed the answer, without believing for a second in what he was saying ... his girlfriends seemed super-models of magazines! This talk was bullshit! 'Next question. Where I see myself in five years? ... I don't know well, I may have new projects ... '

I knew that was not the kind of response that my boss wanted ... he wanted secrets, he wanted drama, he wanted something shocking! So I decided to intervene 'And as for women, do you see yourself married in five years? '

'I do not see that question here, love' those dimples appeared. He decided to answer 'A little house with a garden and a dog have never been on my list of priorities. But I relished having someone next to me, someone strong ... it is imperative that the person you choose for life support you in good and in bad times. Don't you agree, love?'.

'Can you stop calling me love?' This interview was getting too personal. I decided to go 'I think the time of our interview is over. Thanks for the answers. I need to go interview another golden single. I need to start the article.'

With a friendly smile, he stood up. 'I haven't finished answering all the questions!' I felt my breath accelerating.

'When you can, answer the rest of the questions and let the envelope with Rebekah'.

'Okay. Who is the next bachelor that you will interview?' he was curious.

'I still do not know but I will have the interview in a bit. I have to go'. Klaus frowned. He seemed upset 'Sorry if I not call you in these last weeks'.

It sounded as if he owns me some explanation. I laughed, confusing.

'Okay. You do not need to justify nothing to me'.

Suddenly his eyes were looking for my face.

'Rebekah told me about your father. I'm sorry'.

I blocked.

'Don't'. I looked very would for him. 'I need to go'.

'Things started to make sense to me. My family dinner ... you have a panic attack'.

'No' I replied 'Stop. I don't want to talk about it'.

He thought I was crazy? Pathetic? I lost my father and I have panic attacks ... what pathetic! But I didn't want to know! Maybe I wanted?

Klaus took a step toward me 'I understand. It's no time to talk about this. Maybe later'. He took another step forward. Oh my god, he was going to kiss me.

'Mr. Mikaelson, Mr. Simmons is here to see you' the voice of his receptionist echoed in the office and suddently Klaus was tense.

I took a step back, returning to the door.

'Don't forget to deliver the answers to Rebekah'.

'Caroline'. I turned, my eyes looking at one point behind him.

'Yes?'

'Do you really think I'm good actor?'

'What?'

'Pretend, Caroline. I can continue to pretend if you want to also continue to pretend'. I turned and walked away.

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