Author's Note: So before you read the second chapter, I wanted to point out a terrible mistake I didn't notice when posting the first chapter. There is a story called When Dusk Comes by . on fanfiction that I read and loved. In fact, that story was the one that inspired me to do a vampire AU. And guiltily, my first chapter was very similar to the first chapter of that story. After I got told this by a reviewer, I immediately changed my first chapter and modified it since the second one already deviates completely from WDC.
I wanted to apologize to the author of that story and to you for posting that first chapter without realizing it was very similar to another story. I already corrected my mistake and I hope that you're all still interested in reading this story. It's human nature to make mistakes, and as such I hope you give me and this story a second chance. When an author writes something, we like to think that we were the first ones that thought of such a concept (and most of the times that's not true since we always draw inspiration from somewhere else). But nevertheless, thank you all for all the kudos and for liking my story. All comments are appreciated (and as you can see, one of those reviews helped me realize a mistake I had missed in all the excitement of posting my story).
Enjoy!
Lexa was running through the forest, her feet moving at a pace that she knew she would not be capable of keeping for longer. She heard laughs and snickers of conversations getting closer to her, and in an attempt to fool the people behind her, she turned to the left. Nevertheless, they were not deterred and they continued chasing her, cornering her near the edge of the cliff. She closed her eyes, knowing that she was done for and that everything was over.
"We told you you wouldn't escape us." a woman chuckled darkly. "And what would happen if you chose to stay in the island."
"I won't leave." she retorts immediately. "No matter what you do to me."
"We'll kill you." a man said from behind the woman. "A slow and painful death that no one will be sorry about."
"Then go ahead." Lexa smiles. "I'm not afraid of death."
"You should be." the man gets close to her and she can see some deliberate marks on his face. "Your death will be set as an example for anyone who dares defy Azgeda." he smiles.
"Clarke will kill you the moment she finds out you did this." Lexa threatens him and she can see the fear in his eyes. "She'll have your head."
"She'll have yours first." the woman screams and Lexa sees a blade coming towards her.
"SHIT!" Lexa screams while opening her eyes, immediately touching her neck and exhaling in relief when she feels everything is normal there. "It was just a dream."
A dream that scared the life out of her, but nevertheless a dream. Why was it that she suddenly dreamt of the blonde woman, and why specifically was it a dream like that. She had never heard of a place or group of people named Azgeda, which worried Lexa because how could she dream of something she had no knowledge of? Was that even possible?
Her line of thought was interrupted when she heard a soft knock coming from outside her room. Quickly opening the door, Lexa noticed a box on the side with a note attached to it.
'For Lexa Woods, deliver to room before 7.' it said and Lexa understood that it was from Clarke, or well Bellamy.
"Asshole." was the first thing the brunette said when she opened the box that contained the dress she was supposed to wear for today.
Lexa was no fool: She had seen the way the Clarke's eyes had lingered on her hips and she knew that there was something going on between them. Besides, Clarke Griffin looked like a woman that got everything she wanted and it was clear that right now Lexa was the subject of her interest. But the true question, and the one that worried her the most was if she was also interested in Clarke Griffin. Her mind was desperate to say no but the dirty thoughts she had last night were a sign that doing so would only hide the imminent truth: That she was also interested in Clarke Griffin. There was just something so raw and erotic about the way she spoke, how she used her hands to express herself and the dominance she possessed that called to Lexa.
And it seems that Bellamy was also aware of her desire because he brought her a dress that was barely adequate enough for breakfast. It was petite and hugged her body perfectly, accentuating her hips and breasts. Because of the quality, it didn't look slutty and for that Lexa was thankful. But then there was the fact that Bellamy gave her this dress that probably cost more than what she was going to make for capturing this Alie woman. It sent a message that Lexa didn't want to hear; one that the people in the hotel seemed to be familiar with (and this made Lexa feel jealous and angry). She was not going to be one more conquest of Clarke Griffin, no matter how much she wished to be. She was not going to be treated and spoiled so that at the end of the day she could have a good lay and then become another random woman in the billionaire's repertoire. Lexa deserved more than that and she knew it.
"Ma'am." she heard someone call her from outside and Lexa continued to put her makeup on.
"Come in." she says and the same bellboy of yesterday enters her room.
"Miss Woods..." he starts to say but then stops when he looks at her. "Wow, you look..."
"Is there something wrong?" she asks immediately, feeling that she looks like a fool.
"You look spectacular." he blushes.
"Thank you..." she waits for the boy to give her his name.
"Castian." he stutters out.
"Thank you Castian." Lexa smiles softly. "For making me feel better because I feel like a fool while wearing this."
"Don't feel like that. You're a very beautiful woman."
Lexa then turns around to look at him and she sees the way his eyes focus on her, dreamily staring and memorizing her body.
Shit, Lexa thought. What I needed, a boy crushing on me.
"Is there a reason you're here?" she interrupts his silent appreciation.
"Yes, I came here so I could take you to the Main Dining room for breakfast."
"There's no need for that." Lexa says while taking her purse and keys out. "I would have found the place by myself."
"Miss Griffin's orders." he retorts while blushing.
"Of course." she huffs angrily but doesn't say anything else.
The walk takes longer than expected and Lexa realizes that she would have gotten lost no matter what. Feeling more thankful, she smiles one last time at the bellboy before entering the dining room. What she immediately notices is the way the place is decorated, it having an old and elegant style that certainly fits with the theme of the weekend. There are other people in the room also having breakfast, all of them formally dressed just like Bellamy told her they would be. Nevertheless, it is Clarke who steals her gaze the moment her eyes make contact with the blonde. She's wearing a green dress that accentuates her hair and eyes, making Lexa forget her anger and instead focus on the way the woman's dress fits her perfectly.
"Miss Woods." Clarke purrs and Lexa melts at the tone of her voice. "You look beautiful." she compliments her too and this time the compliment makes her blush.
"It's the dress." she tries to appear nonchalant about it.
"It's all you." the blonde promises and then notices Castian is still there. "Leave us." she hisses at him and the bellboy immediately leaves.
"You didn't have to be so mean." Lexa says while sitting down.
"He was staring at you." Clarke whispers angrily.
Before Lexa can answer her a woman approaches their table and quickly takes their order. While doing so, Lexa notices the way Clarke can't stop looking at her and it makes her feel more confident. She knew that she was good looking, but the way the blonde woman stared at her made her feel desired in a primal and animalistic way. Almost as if Clarke's sole goal was to possess her. Thinking that made Lexa's body ignite and her heart beat faster.
Clarke couldn't stop herself from staring. Lexa Woods was a beautiful creature and it was taking all of her self-composure to not ask the brunette woman to leave the room and have her wicked way with her. There was something about Lexa that made Clarke treat her differently. She didn't want the brunette woman to be one more conquest and anonymous woman in her bed. She wanted to know Lexa, who she was, what she did and how she became the person she now is. In all of her vampiric years, Clarke had never felt interested in a mundane or fellow vampire. She had assumed that it was because of her past, but now that she found herself craving Lexa's body and mind it was clear that was not the case. Smelling the air around her, she could feel a distinct aroma coming from Lexa and it was making Clarke salivate. Although the brunette was trying her best to appear calm and composed, the blonde billionaire knew that was not the case. In fact, it seemed as if Clarke was affecting Lexa just as much as the brunette was affecting her.
"Are you aware of the way the boy's eyes linger on you?"
"I noticed that." the brunette jokes. "Too bad he doesn't know that I'm not interested."
"You're not?" Clarke asks curiously.
"I'm not." she says surely and notices the way Clarke's pupils dilate. "Were you the one that told him to collect me from my room?"
"Collect you?" Clarke asks surprised. "I did not ask anyone to collect you."
"You didn't?" Lexa asks surprised. So Castian had lied to her.
"No dear. The young man is infatuated with you and it seems that he wants to spend as much time with you as possible." Clarke explains and she doesn't know why it angers her to do so.
"Well, I'm here to do my job and then I'll leave this island."
"Do you really dislike this place that much?" Clarke smirks.
"I haven't seen much of it." Lexa admits. "But the fact that they don't let people use cars already puts them on my bad list. Apart from you of course."
"Only for special occasions." she smirks. "You can ride horses. People come to this island because they crave to return to the basics. They feel that there's a romantic element in the folkloric aspects of life." the blonde replies.
"Is that why all the guests here follow these silly dressing codes and etiquette rules?" Lexa asks and notices the way Clarke stares amused.
"They pay to do so. Who are we to stop them from being happy?"
"Touché." the brunette admits with a soft smile that immediately gets reciprocated. "Why are you here?"
"I'm having breakfast with you." the vampire stalls.
"You're stalling." Lexa says knowingly.
"I'm here for a conference my business is hosting. As the CEO, my presence here is necessary." Clarke lies with a smile.
"Would you tell me the name of your parents' company?"
"I would have expected you to research about me after we met."
"I'm sure you're used to people doing that. But I wanted to be different so that's why I'm asking you." Lexa blushes.
Clarke feels something in her chest when she hears that and she can't stop herself from smiling brightly.
"I do appreciate that." she says earnestly. "My parents' company is called Arkadia."
"You own Arkadia?!" Lexa asks shocked. "It's one of the oldest companies of the country."
"My great, great, great, great-grandfather founded it during the 18th century and it has stayed in the family all of this time." It was actually her who founded it.
"And why did you chose this hotel to have the conference in? I would have expected a more edgy hotel with spas and all gadgety things."
Clarke laughs at that. "The board members are more traditional than me. Hence, they appreciate the comfort of classical and yet elegant accommodations. This hotel fits the description perfectly."
"It is very beautiful." she admits. "It makes one feel as if they have stepped in another time."
"I'm glad you like it." Clarke smiles softly at her. "And I hope you enjoyed your room."
"Everything and everyone has been very accommodating." Lexa replies and she notices that the blonde can hear her sarcasm.
"Is something the matter? Has anyone disrespected or made you feel uncomfortable?"
"I just wanted to ask you something. And I need you to tell me the truth." Lexa admits.
"I'll try my best to do so." Clarke compromises.
"Why am I here? Why give me this dress and invite me to have breakfast with you? And don't tell me that it is because I had no place to stay. We both know that's not the only reason."
"I'll be honest." the blonde says while staring at deep green eyes. "You intrigue me. I wanted you to stay at the hotel so I could invite you to have breakfast with me."
"What is your end goal Clarke?" Lexa asks her and Clarke can't stop herself from smiling at the brunette's boldness. No one apart from Bellamy uses her first name when speaking to her.
"My end goal..." Clarke whispers while grabbing the brunette's hand. "Is to simply get to know you, Lexa, in any capacity that you want."
Lexa stares at the woman and can see the desire and longing in them, but at the same time she can't detect a lie in her statement. Clarke is being honest with her and that makes her feel more comfortable.
"So me staying here and the clothes..."
"Well, you didn't have a place to stay and I happen to own a lot of money and influence." the blonde billionaire jokes. "But the clothes are truly needed because it's hotel rules."
"So them being this tight and special don't mean anything else?"
Clarke chuckles. "They can mean whatever you want them to mean Lexa. My wealth allows me to have a comfortable lifestyle and I like to treat my guests."
"So I haven't been your only special guest." Lexa can't stop herself from saying.
Clarke smiles knowingly at her. "You're the only one I've been interested in getting to know Lexa." she replies and it makes Lexa feel better.
"I want to get to know you too." the brunette admits after a while.
"Wonderful." Clarke says honestly and she smiles when she notices the way the brunette blushes. "I hope you enjoy the food." she adds when she smells the food.
"This is delicious." Lexa moans after taking a bite. "Shit I can now get why people pay so much to stay here."
"I'm glad you approve." Clarke says amused.
"Won't you eat?" Lexa asks after a while since Clarke's food still didn't arrive.
"Not hungry." the vampire smiles at her. "I ate a small snack before meeting you because I was starving and I'm afraid that spoiled my appetite."
"I get that." the brunette smiles softly. "But tell me, how come you're here? As the CEO I would assume you'll stay behind scenes at an office or something like that."
"I tend to stay at my office." the blonde smiles. "But as I told you, this week it's the anniversary of the company and my presence is obligatory during events of such a magnitude. Besides, Jane Seymour and Christopher Plummer will be here for the Somewhere in Time weekend and I couldn't miss the chance of meeting them."
"Who?" Lexa asks after swallowing her food.
"You haven't watched the film." Clarke says knowingly.
"I was planning to." she admits with a soft smile. "After finishing breakfast with you since a function starts at 9:15. That gives me enough time to watch it and then be done before registration starts."
"Why before registration starts?"
"So that way I can be ready for when the thief gets to the hotel."
"I understand." the blonde says. "Would you mind if I joined you for the movie?"
"I just confessed to you that I want to spend more time with you and you ask me if I want you to come watch a movie with me?" Lexa jokes and sees the way Clarke blushes. Interesting.
"I didn't want to assume anything." Clarke mutters.
"Come watch the movie with me?" Lexa asks softly while placing her hand on top of Clarke's.
"I will." Clarke whispers while feeling the softness and warmth that emanates from Lexa's touch.
CLCLCLCL
"This is too much." Lexa whispers to her with tears in her eyes. "Why did he have to find that stupid penny!"
"I know." Clarke smiles softly while walking around the fields.
She had already missed her board meeting and she knew that Bellamy was going to be pissed but she honestly didn't care. Having spent her time with Lexa, having watched her expressions and emotions while the film played in front of them had caused something inside of Clarke to change. She was terrified of the strong emotions she kept experiencing while being with Lexa and the way her inner creature was asking for more than just a night together. She had felt all of these things many centuries ago, and although her heart had remained closed off and frozen, right now it was figuratively beating for this brunette woman. Nevertheless, one thing was clear: She didn't want Lexa to leave.
"I was also upset about it when I first saw the film. But it also made sense for them to be together in eternity since she was already dead." she responded to the younger woman who huffed in annoyance.
"But he died because of a broken heart." the brunette murmured. "Do you believe that could happen?"
Yes it can, Clarke thought. "I wouldn't know. I've never been that desperately in love." she says instead.
"Me neither." Lexa confesses to her. "I thought I was, a long time ago, but moving on clearly means that I didn't love that person as much as I thought I did."
"Likewise." Clarke surprises herself by admitting this to the brunette. "Maybe that's why I'm so fascinated with the whole concept of the movie."
"Loving someone that much that you travel back in time just to find them. Like soulmates."
"A very romantic notion of love that can only be found in movies."
"So you don't believe in soulmates?" Lexa smiles.
"Do you?" Clarke asks instead.
"I do. I haven't found mine yet, but I know she exists."
"She?" Clarke jokes but finds herself relieved by the fact that Lexa seems to like women.
"Indeed. Is that a problem to you?"
"Believe me Lexa, it's not." the blonde purrs and smirks when Lexa blushes.
"Why don't you believe in soulmates?" she changes the subject.
Because I've been alive for almost 300 years and I still haven't found mine.
"Because I like to believe that each person has the freedom to choose who they want to be with."
"You can choose." Lexa says softly. "But why choose someone else and not that person that complements you and brings out the best in you?
"And here you were hours earlier telling me that you hated romantic movies when deep inside you're a hopeless romantic." Clarke smirks at the brunette who shrugs.
"I prefer action movies. Besides, traveling through time just to meet your soulmate does seem too extreme. I'm a more realistic type of girl."
"I can see that." the blonde jokes. "So things like the supernatural, ghosts and aliens, you don't believe in them?"
"I believe in what my eyes can see." Lexa says surely.
"Then how can you believe in soulmates?"
"Because my parents were soulmates." she confesses. "And I saw the way their love for one another made them be better human beings, kinder and brighter people. I want to have what they had."
Clarke understood right away that Lexa lost her parents and that talking about the subject still hurt the brunette woman. Smiling warmly, she nods in acceptance and changes the topic of their conversation to the one thing that actually brought them together.
"So this woman that stole the money..." Clarke starts. "Is she dangerous?"
"She shouldn't be. She just stole the money from her late husband. Some might even say that she owned that money because she married the dude."
"Then why are you chasing her?"
"Because neither the police or the children of her late husband think that the money belongs to her." Lexa shrugged. "They told me to bring her back to Detroit and that's what I intend to do."
"Even if she's the legitimate owner of the money?"
"If she is then why even run away?"
"Perhaps it's because she knows that no one will believe her." Clarke smiles.
"Perhaps." Lexa agrees. "Either way, I have already stayed on this island for longer than I expected."
"So once you capture her you'll leave?" Clarke asks and she can't stop herself from sounding disappointed.
"Then I'll leave." the brunette repeats and closes her eyes.
"Then don't capture her." the blonde hears herself saying.
"What?" Lexa asks surprised.
"Not yet. Spend the weekend here with me." Clarke can't stop herself from asking. This is a bad idea and she knows it. Yet, her until recently unmoved heart was begging her to do this. "Please."
"Why are you asking me that?" Lexa whispers to her. She had to know.
"I want you." the blonde billionaire says honestly.
"And you're used to getting what you want."
"Yes." Clarke continues to say the truth. "But this..." she points at them. "Is more than lust. I won't lie and tell you that I don't desire you because I know you've seen me staring at you." she smiles when Lexa nods. "But the truth is that I feel connected to you. And only being with you for one day is not enough."
"That's crazy." Lexa whispers, wanting to deny that she felt the same passion and longing the blonde was experiencing. "We've only just met."
"If you feel like I do then stay for the weekend." the blonde ignores what Lexa says and gets closer to the brunette who doesn't move away.
"This is going to be a bad idea." Lexa says while focusing on the red lips of the blonde woman.
"Maybe." Clarke agrees because Lexa is right. This is a terrible idea. "But why then does it feel so right?"
"I don't know." Lexa admits.
"Then stay and find out." the blonde risks it and caresses the brunette's cheek with her hand.
Both women close their eyes at the sensation and Clarke whimpers when she feels a soft current leaving her fingers. She knew what this meant: It meant that she would no longer be capable of staying away from the brunette. She now belongs to Lexa.
"Clarke..." Lexa whispers while watching the way the woman's blue eyes dilate.
During most of her life, Lexa had been careful when making decisions- usually focused on thinking about others before herself. And most of the times being that way had ended up hurting her. This time she was not bound to act in such a way. This time, the decision of staying was up to her. And, although she was trying to deny it, there was something about Clarke Griffin that called out to her. Based on all the stories and tales her parents had told her when she was a child, meeting the blonde billionaire was like meeting her soulmate. No one had made her feel like this and that was what scared her the most when considering to stay. Doing so would be like admitting to the possibility of falling in love. And Lexa Woods was not ready for that. Or was she?
She just had to stay and figure out if this was the case or not. She just had to.
"I'll stay." Lexa whispers and feels her heart soar when she sees Clarke smile brightly at her.
"Fantastic." Clarke says earnestly. "Then please join me for dinner as well."
"People will start talking if they see me hang out with the boss so much." the brunette jokes.
"Then let them. I do not care. As I told you Lexa, all I want to do is get to know you better."
"You're not making this any easier." Lexa murmurs.
"I didn't intend to do so." Clarke smiles softly. "Have dinner with me." she purrs and Lexa whimpers softly. How can she say no to that?
"Ok."