SWEET KISSES FROM RUSSIA
Fan Fiction – Alternate Universe
Caroline & Klaus
Elijah & Katherine
From: Lovely Vero
Disclaimer: This story is, and will always be, a fiction story, that is coming from the imagination of the author. It is not a bibliography of the author or any of the readers, neither a story that is exploring your own experience in life. It is not meant to be informative or to represent the perception or opinion of the author about the subject at hands in her own private life; it is not an encyclopedia, or a medical reference. It is only a fiction, the characters are fictional, and the story should be taken as such and not be mistaken with the private life of the readers, or any of their personal experiences. Thank you.
Writer's note: Due to the delicate subject, in some parts of this chapter that could seem abusive to some, please read with warning. Thank you.
Previously on Sweet kisses from Russia …
"Stop fighting the inevitable!" Mikael mumbled, angrily, between his teeth; while dragging the reticent woman toward the limousine. It had been easy for the Original patriarch to had found Esther's trail and drag her back to safety.
"Let me go!" Maria busted to her ex-husband's face; while squirming underneath his grip of steel.
"Oh for God sake, woman; you've always been such a taming of the shrew!" He added, while pushing her inside the vehicle; entering himself, before closing the passenger door.
"Take us to the airport!" He ordered the chauffeur.
"Oh this is great; I've been abducted by a sick demented man only to find myself held captive a second later, by a sicker one!" Maria exclaimed, while rubbing the bruises on her wrists.
"Oh you're so melodramatic when you want to be, my dear!" Mikael replied, while rolling his eyes.
"Don't tell me that you won't keep me captive for your own twisted game; I wouldn't believe you." She lashed out to his face.
"My dear I've been married to you, I have no intention of keeping you as my prisoner, I'm everything but stupid!" Mikael replied; while shaking his head. "Once in a life time was enough for my taste." He added, with a sour expression.
"Then what do you want from me?" Maria asked; at burned doublet.
"I'm bringing you back to our children." Mikael responded; to the speechless woman.
"When death is calling"
Chapter 21
~ Part 1 ~
Italy – Milan, Mikaelson's estate… Early hours of the evening…
"Be careful with your high heels shoes while descending those stairs, Katerina; it's an old house and they've seen better days." Elijah warned his wife; while taking a glance at the brunette; before presenting his opened right hand for her to hold it.
"Ok; I'll watch my steps. How old is this house; did you purchase it a long time ago?" Katerina wondered, curiously; while interlacing her fingers with her husband's.
"We bought it a couple of centuries ago. The house must be five hundred years old, or something around this age; I suppose." Elijah informed, shrugging; while descending the stairs, one by one.
"Wow!" She opened her eyes widely. It was still hard for her to realize that her vampire husband was eternal.
"Still hard for you to grasp the idea; isn't it?" Elijah noticed; while swallowing a lump in his throat.
"That I have a husband older than the planet earth? Kind of…" She mocked; gently.
"Be careful, woman!" He teased; winking.
"Thank you for the Designer clothes and shoes by the way." Katerina thanked her husband, shyly; while descending by his side.
"You're welcome; you're my wife, I want you to have everything that your heart desire." He replied; a smirk raising both sides of his manly lips. "Though the tenth pair of …"
"… Sandals weren't really necessary, I know." She finished Elijah's sentence. "But, they were red, and Chanel." She pleaded her case; top teeth biting into her bottom lip to hold her laughter.
"And, most importantly…" Elijah commented; both feet suddenly immobilizing on a stair; before sliding both hands around her waist to push the young woman sideway on the wall. "It made you happy; and that is procuring me joy in my life, wife of mine." He whispered; his head leaning forward; while his lips found the delicious left curve of her neck.
"It does?" Katerina asked, breathless; her hands buried in the longer locks, at the base of Elijah's neck.
"Immensely, Katerina… How can you even doubt it for second?" Elijah questioned, while raising his head and sight; his right hand grabbing her chin to brush her parted lips of a kiss. "We need to go downstairs; or Isabella will kill us if we miss the "antipasto."". He winked, mockingly to his wife; under her speechless expression. "It means: appetizer." He informed her more.
"Does that woman think of something else than drink and eat?" Katerina wondered out loud; while rolling her eyes. "Oh my God… That is not what I meant; it sounded like I'm not grateful of eating copious meals every day." She froze all her movement; while holding Elijah's walking pace.
"Oh you're simply delightful, Katerina!" Elijah commented; while leaning his head back to burst into laughter. "Isabella is Italian; in Italy there are only three important things: good food, good wine and the most important: "amore"; if you stay in Italy; act as if you were Italian, and they'll love you." He winked, while reprising his descent. "Will your sister and my brother join us by the way?" He suddenly inquired; while lowering his head to hide his pernicious smile.
"I … I'm not sure if they'll be present? Like I've previously told you, she was tired and they were both taking a nap all afternoon." She lied, through her teeth. "That is why I choose clothes for her behalf, you remember, don't you?"
"What you really mean is that they were out and about all afternoon in the city of Milan, even if I specifically ordered them to stay put in the house?" Elijah commented, reaching the last stair; before turning his body around to face the brunette, arms crossed over his chest.
"You … You knew?" Katerina stammered; while rubbing nervously her hands together; her sight now kept down on the marble floor.
"Katerina, you think I don't know my own brother after passing more than a millennium in his company?" Elijah arched an eyebrow; both closed fists placed on each side of his waist. "Plus, you're probably the worst liar that I've ever met. Your nose is doing that "thing" when you lie." He commented; while raising his right hand and touching the bone over his own.
"My nose is not doing such a thing!" She protested vehemently, arms crossed over her chest; while, at the same time, wrinkling the skin on top of her nose.
"Of course it's not." Elijah replied, laughter in his voice. "Now, come, the others are waiting for us."
"Yes, Master." Katerina rolled her eyes. "Should I bow down?"
"Do you want to bow down? I wouldn't mind." The Original shrugged; teaser.
"Иди к черту!" She replied in her natal language; while wishing "hell" on her husband.
"Well that is music to my ears." He smirked; while holding one of the French doors to invite the young woman to pass the threshold.
Russia – Moscow, Ludvig's manor …
Damon suddenly regained consciousness when the cold water splashed on his face. He was chained like an animal with both of his wrists solidly attached to the bricks wall of what seemed to be a dungeon.
"Wow! If the purpose was to wake me up, just know that I'm fully awake as of now!" He commented, while spitting water on the cement floor; his sight suddenly taking a glimpse of the redhead beauty in front of his eyes… Ludvic's daughter!
"It's about time that you wake up." The Russian beauty commented; while hitting the handle of a leather whip on her left hand. "I was starting to get bored by my lonely some."
"Well, we certainly wouldn't want that, would we?" He replied; with a sour smile plastered on his lips.
"Usually, I like my toys to always be ready for my own enjoyment and entertainment." Anastassia commented.
"Your toys… I'm one of your toys now? Should I feel blessed of such honor?" The young vampire winced.
"My father had no more use for you, especially after you've helped the love of his life escape from his mansion." She commented; while sliding the tip of her long painted red nails on the fabric of his opened man shirt; before slowly and painfully scratching the first layer of his skin until the blood started to drip on his chest. "He was really, really not happy about that."
"Manor technicality, really; if I could talk to the "master" of this humble home and explain my point of view, perhaps he would change his mind?" Damon asked, hopeful; while wincing with pain when she entered all her nails in his chest.
"And because my daddy loves me so much; he gave your carcass to me as a gift, for my own enjoyment. Therefore I can basically do what I want with your body." She shrugged, disregarding Damon's say; while pulling her nails out, before slowly licking the blood from her fingers… One by one …
"Well, remind me to send him a thank you card, would you?" Damon mocked; dryly.
"I want to whip you until your blood will spread on the bricks walls." Anastassia leaned her body and head near Damon's, her lips whispering the words near his right ear.
"You're full of bullshit, and I'm calling it now." Damon murmured back to his female assailant; while making her startled at his say.
"And you're an arrogant bastard!" Anastassia busted to his face; before grabbing his chin and drowning her green like emerald sight in his. "You have a big mouth, Damon Salvatore; I could easily rip your flesh into a thousand of pieces; before giving your limbs to the werewolves for breakfast."
"Oh but you misunderstood me, Russian princess; I'm not debating your torture skills; actually, I'm sure that you're quite competent in that area of expertise." Damon mouthed the words at a few inches of her red parted lips. "It's the all my father loves me so much part that I highly doubt. He's about to meet his son Niklaus for the first time; I would bet that you took the backburner in his heart, am I right?"
Anastassia took a few steps back, her sight narrowed on her prey, with her chin raised as a confrontational gesture. She started to stretch her whip with both hands; while pacing back and forth in front of her prisoner.
"Are you talking about your own life, Damon Salvatore? Weren't you always second in your father's eyes; just after his beloved son Stefan of course?" She replied, dryly; a pernicious smile spreading on her lips.
"I see you took some information on me?" Damon winced; while biting the inside of his cheeks. "Maybe we have more in common than you think… Anastassia?"
"I like to learn all there is to know about my new boy toy." She replied, sadistically; a grin blessing her lips. "And I doubt we have anything in common, Damon." She added; before hitting the leather of her whip on the cement floor.
"Well, isn't this fun?" Damon commented; while swallowing a lump in his throat. "But thinking about it now, maybe we could have a new arrangement? A beautiful woman like you could have other needs that I could perhaps fulfil?" He raised one eyebrow, suggestively; hopeful that his plan would work. "After all, women find me easy on the eyes?"
"Keep talking "boy toy"?" Anastassia suggested; while sliding her fiery sight on the length of Damon's body.
Italy – Mikaelson's estate …
"Are we interrupting?" Elijah cleared his throat with a subtle cough sound; while stepping on the opened terrace, with Katerina walking on his heels. "Maybe we could come back at an ulterior time?" He added; a small rictus raising the left side of his lips.
"No, don't you dare brother! You're like the salvation that I was waiting for all day." Rebekah busted out loud, while pushing herself at arm length of Stefan's standing position. "Salvatore is in the weirdest sensitive mood today, it's like having a poodle that's following me everywhere; while licking my ankles at every chance that he gets." She added, wincing.
"You do realize that overall I prefer you with your mouth close; don't you?" Stefan replied, teaser, to the Original blonde. "That way you can at least be considered half decent to the rest of the world."
"You do realize that overall I prefer you at miles of distance from me, don't you?" Rebekah replied, tit for tat; a smirk spreading on her lips. Forget about the morning kiss, Rebakah; forget about it …She secretly and silently thought to herself.
"A joust between my adorable sister and Salvatore; count me in!" Kol exclaimed, while stepping on the terrace. "And a poodle… Well; that is probably the exact image I had of you in my head, the first time we've met; Salvatore." The Original added; while leading his walk toward the service table; before grabbing a bottle of water. "I think it was because of this huge curly bang raised on top of your forehead. You know if you put a bow in it, it would be kind of adorable?" He added, mocker; while taking a gulp. "Between you and I, mate; it must cost you a fortune in hair products?"
"Real funny, Kol; I'm actually laughing… but internally." Stefan replied; wincing.
"How was your day sister-in-law?" Rebekah asked Katerina; while turning her head toward the brunette, who kept herself in the background scene of the family quarrel.
"You're acknowledging my presence? I'm touched. Спасибо Богу!" Katerina thanked God, mockingly, in her native language; while joining her hands as a prayer sign. "Should I bow down gracefully in front of the princess?"
"Oh no, God has nothing to do with it all; you're obviously a part of the Mikaelson family now; a weird part, considering that you're human, insipid and ordinary; the same goes for your sister, by the way. But both of my eldest brothers have always been coo-coo in the heads, so I can't, in all good faith; blame you for their lack of good judgement." Rebekah shrugged, apologetically.
"Cукa!" Katerina insulted the blonde Original; while pointing a finger at her sister-in-law; being suddenly retained by Elijah who grabbed his wife's right arm to hold her immobile.
"Rebekah, behave yourself sister; or you'll have to respond to me!" Elijah exclaimed; while turning on himself; both closed fists placed on each side of his hips. "And as for you, Katerina; don't you stoop to my sister level of impoliteness!"
"I'm your wife, I'm not your slave; I don't need your permission to express my say to your sister's face!" Katerina raised her chin and narrowed her sight on Elijah; who kept his sight locked with her in a silent combat of power. "Furthermore, I'm a Russian; I can't be tamed!"
"Oh, she got fire, Elijah!" Rebekah smiled; proudly. "If you continue to play this awesome feminist against my chauvinistic brother, you'll start to grow on me, sister-in-law." She added; while addressing a smile to Katerina.
"Ouch!" Kol exclaimed; with a laughter. "Damn! This is better than the last boxing match I've watched on TV a week ago. What do you think; Salvatore; it's kind of awesome, no?" He added, mockingly. "Now just imagine the both of them rolling into a mud puddle; it would be even better. No offence, sister-in-law, but you have a nice butt."
"I say right back at you, Kol." Katerina crossed her arms in front of her chest; raised chin to accompany her posture. "What?"
"What? You need to ask?" Elijah raised both eyebrows at his wife; while trying to hide his smile.
"Well, when I'm not nice to your siblings you tell me off like a child; and when I'm nice you do the same." Katerina pleaded her case, before passing her tongue to her husband, to which he leaned his head back to burst into laughter.
"Oh the joy of vacation time, in a remote location, with the Mikaelson family." Stefan commented; his right hand striking his closed eyelids.
"I know aren't you the luckiest?" Kol smirked; while elbowing the young vampire.
"Oh look at your new sandals sister-in-law! Sono Belle!" Rebekah exclaimed, speechless. "I'm officially jealous!"
"They are precious, aren't they?" Katerina smiled, while approaching the sitting position of Rebekah; before handing one to the blonde vampire.
"Look at the leather!" Rebekah commented; while turning the shoe in her hand.
"Female; the strangest species you could find. One minute they were fighting; the next they are exchanging pleasantries?" Kol commented; while shaking his head in disbelief.
"For once, Mikaelson; I'm agreeing with you." Stefan commented; speechless.
"Don't make it a habit, it feels kind of weird, Salvatore." Kol winced; mockingly. "Why are we summoned in here, anyway, Elijah?" He added; questioning.
"We are here for Isabella appetizers and soft drinks." Elijah shrugged. "You know that she is very set on etiquette and "savoir faire", Kol." He added; smirking.
"Where's Bonnie?" Kol suddenly questioned, with raised eyebrows; wile scattering the terrace.
"I thought she was with you?" Rebekah commented; while turning her sight toward her brother.
"No, she told me that she would be with the "girls" all afternoon, I figured she would be with you!" Kol replied, suddenly agitated.
"Perhaps; Miss Bennett went sightseeing the city with your brother and his wife." Elijah commented; while trying to hide his amusement.
"What do you mean sightseeing?" Rebekah busted. "I've been cocked up in this villa; under your specific orders, with my poodle as only companion, and you're telling me that Klaus and Carolina were out and about in the city?" She rose on her legs, pouting; while crossing her arms in front of her chest.
"Hey! I resent the companionship remark!" Stefan pointed in direction of the blonde vampire.
"Rebekah; stop your whining, for God sake; you're not a child anymore!" Elijah rolled his eyes to the Mediterranean sky. "You know that your brother Klaus can't be cocked up more than a few hours in the same place. And if you have more questions, ask my delightful wife."
"That is unfair!" Katerina commented; while narrowing her sight on her husband.
"And who lied through her teeth to her husband; mm?" Elijah pointed toward his wife, teaser.
"This villa was a haven before you all came back to disturb the peace; bon Dio! Now eat the appetizers; and drink in silence!" Isabella stepped on the terrace; while carrying a platter in her hands.
"You're right, Isabella; please forgive our bad manners." Elijah nodded; apologetically.
"Let me help you carrying the platter." Stefan suggested; before grabbing it from the maid's hands.
"Oh Bello; you're such an adorable man!" Isabella smiled to the angels; while caressing Stefan's right cheek. "And you!" Isabella pointed toward the young Russian. "You did not finish your pasta at lunch time, you did not like them?"
"No it's not that, it's just that I can't eat that much." Katerina mumbled, between her teeth; while keeping her sight down. "Elijah?"
"Nope, I will not help you, Katerina." He replied; smirking. "You're this stubborn Russian woman, you remember? You don't need me to protect you against our delightful Isabella." He added; while blessing the maid of a kiss on her forehead.
"Fuck that witch, I've specifically told her to stay put! I need to find her now!" Kol suddenly exclaimed, while passing a hand through his tangled hair, before storming out of the terrace.
"Did he just say "Witch"?" Rebekah raised her sight to the sudden immobile and speechless auditory.
"Non posso, I can't help you." The Italian woman shook her head and waved a hand in negation in front of Bonnie's sight; while keeping the entrance door of her villa half-opened. "I don't even know how you were able to get this address? You need to go now." She tried to close the door on Bonnie's nose.
"Oh please, just hear me out, Aurora; isn't it?" Bonnie tried to plead her case; while retaining the door with her right foot. "My grandmother kept a sort of grimoire; inside of that book there were a few names and addresses; the majority of them were located in Italy."
"Yes, my name is Aurora Russio Bianchi." She nodded, in approval. "I'm one of the descendants of Rosa Russio Bianchi. My grandmother used magic; and she had to pay of her life for her sins against the church."
"It's a beautiful name." Bonnie commented. "Please hear me out? I would have never been able to probably travel to Italy, and here I am by a following of weird circumstances… I just … I just want to learn more about my … Heritage."
"So did I, a few years ago; but I'm telling you there is nothing to learn." Aurora replied. "This is a modern time now; the Vatican banished all kind of witchcraft and Satanism." She whispered in a lower voice to Bonnie.
"Oh my God; I don't vision myself using either of those magical stuffs." Bonnie winced, in disdain. "I just want to learn more about my grandmother's gift."
"Are you using yourself?" Aurora asked in a low murmur.
"I'm not using magic at the moment, no." Bonnie shook her head. "It kind of scared me when the power manifested itself without my full knowledge of it."
"Good! Then keep it that way and stay away from magic!" Aurora warned; before closing her entrance door on Bonnie's speechless expression.
"Oh no… Damn it!" Bonnie lowered her forehead on the wood panel; while taking a few deep breaths into her lungs. She finally buried a piece of paper in Aurora's mail box with her present location written on it. Maybe the young Italian woman would change her mind?
Bonnie raised her sight and saw Kol standing in front of her walking path; at a few feet of distance from her.
"Going somewhere, darling?" He asked the young woman; while keeping his sight narrowed on her
"Oh for God sake how did you find me? You put a tracking device on my clothes or what?" Bonnie shrugged and rolled her eyes, while turning her back to the Original; before fast walking on the sidewalks filled with tourists.
They were in a busiest, shopping street; filled with Italian boutiques and little Cafés; where a lot of tourists and residents were enjoying an "apero" before dinner time.
"If you think that being in this busy street, filled with tourists; will forbid me to put your ass on my shoulder; while carrying you back to the villa; you're sadly mistaking." Kol shouted; while keeping the pace behind her heels.
"Would you just lower your voice, for God sake?" She replied, while keeping a rapid walk. "And stop following me like a dog!"
"Ok, I'll carry you instead then?" She suddenly heard the hoarse voice whispering into her right ear; while feeling two strong arms encircling her waist; before being carried in Kol's arms a second later.
"Oh my God, put my down you asshole!" Bonnie screamed from the top of her lungs, her legs kicking in all directions.
"Who's making a scene now, darling?" Kol mocked; while retracing his steps on the sidewalk; under the speechless expression of pedestrians and customers sitting on a few café terraces. "We are newlyweds - Sposo!" He shouted the explanation in both languages; a smirk raising both corners of his lips.
"Ah, sposo - amore!" They all exclaimed; while raising their glasses in the air.
"Put me down!" She ordered; repeatedly. "Married to you? I would prefer to stick needles in my eyes!"
Kol had bifurcate his walking path from the sidewalk to a quiet paved alley; before granting the young woman of her wish; while lowering her down on her legs and feet.
"Oh, you have no right to treat me this way, no right!" She pointed a finger underneath Kol's nose.
"Stop the Diva tantrum, would you?" Kol pushed Bonnie's hand away. "You're a stupid woman, Bonnie Bennet, wondering around in a foreign city that you don't even know; while knowing perfectly that you could be kidnapped by Ludvig's men, if ever we are located; why are you taking the chances? I've told you to stay put, but you purposely decided to go against my orders?" He pointed a finger underneath her nose.
"Who's the Diva Queen now?" She pushed his finger away from her face. "You're not my keeper, Kol. You're the brother-in-law of Carolina; a new friend that I've met at the art school back in London."
"You must know that you're getting on my last nerves like no other woman before you, do you?" Kol leaned his body and head near Bonnie's.
"Right back at you, pal!" She crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"Bonnie, this isn't a joke; we're hiding because the psychopath biological father of my brother is tracking us, what part of this don't you understand?" Kol grabbed his head with both hands.
"I know; and I'm thankful that your brother Elijah took me underneath his protection wing; but … But I had stuff to do, things to check while being forced to stay in Italy." Bonnie replied, redness reaching her cheeks; while lowering her sight to the paved alley.
"What things? What stuff?" Kol wondered, suddenly; while narrowing his sight on the young woman. "Witch stuff? It's that, isn't it? Are you checking a lead in Milan about your magic power? You can talk to me; I swear you can, Bonnie." He expressed his openness; with opened arms.
"Try to grasp this, Kol: It's not of your damn business!" Bonnie replied to the Original; while waving a finger in front of his sight.
"You're waving a finger at me, once again; and this when I'm only trying to help you." He mumbled, angrily, between his teeth; closed fists placed on each side of his waist. "And this is without counting the numerous times I've saved your human life."
"You waved yours under my nose the first!" She replied; in rage.
"You know what, Bonnie; you just need to shut up for a second or two." Kol suggested; dryly.
"Oh yah and you want to make me, I suppose?" She raised her chin; confrontationally.
"Darling; if you want me to kiss you, all you have to do is ask, no begging required." He added; smirking.
"What, in your dream if you …." Bonnie started her sentence, before feeling Kol's lips crashing on hers, under her loud cry of protestation.
Kol grabbed both of Bonnie's upper arms in a firm, but gentle grip; while pulling the young woman on his muscular chest, his hands slowly sliding down on her hips, while deepening his kiss by nibbling softly on her bottom lip. She let out a few more cries of protestation; before finally raising her hands on his chest, upward at the base of his neck to bury her fingers in his long locks. He pushed her on a bricks wall placed behind her back; before grabbing her butt to raise the young woman in his arms; her legs soon wrapped around his waist.
"We… We need to go back; you said so … I mean, you said so yourself." She mouthed the words in top of his lips. "This, whatever … Whatever this is … It's a bad idea."
"Mm… In a minute…" Kol whispered, while leaving a trail of kisses on the left side of Bonnie's neck; before brushing her lips of additional kisses.
"Shush, or they'll hear us!" Carolina giggled, nervously; while entering on the tip of her toes inside the villa; her hybrid husband on her heels.
"You've been a very bad girl; Carolina." Klaus whispered; while closing the entrance door on its arch. "You sneaked out, you must know that, Love?" He questioned; his hands sliding on each side of her waist; while softly pushing the young woman toward the wall behind her back.
"You suggested showing me the city of Milan, the sweet flavor of Italy you've said; I was just an innocent victim of your manipulative mind." Carolina raised her blushing cheeks and chin to drown her sight in Klaus's. "And if Elijah is angry; it will be all on your shoulders." She pointed a finger upward on his chest.
"I've actually seen a bit more than the city of Milan; the overall view was kind of delightful." He commented, teaser; while lowering his fiery sight on Carolina's mini skirt, with his hands sliding on her hips, down on her thighs; before slowly raising the hem of the fabric.
"Don't!" I've been embarrassed enough all day!" She complained; while pushing his hands away and the fabric down. "It was nice of Isabella to offer me a few pieces of her daughter's clothes, previously left in the villa after a visit; but she forbid to mention that she was way taller than I am."
"You see me, complaining, Love?" Klaus teased, while raising his right hand to caress her hair; dimples blessing both of his cheeks. "Though if the cleavage of the borrowed t-shirt had been lower than it is now I would have suggested walking in the city, topless." He mocked; openly.
"Придурки!" Carolina cursed him of a bad word in her natal language; while hitting her closed left fist on his muscular chest.
"Oh the big bad word in Russian, I must be in trouble if … If my wife is starting to curse me?" Klaus mocked; while grabbing Carolina's wrist; before leaning forward, his lips at a near inch of hers. "Kiss me?"
"No, you're mocking me … No kiss!" She turned her head in confrontational gesture; a smile raising the left corner of her lips.
"You're forbidding your own husband of your marital obligations toward him?" Klaus raised both eyebrows, teasingly; while questioning her.
"I could forbid him of even more if he continues to mock me." Carolina held her chin up; while feeling his lips slide on the tender curve of her neck.
"But, you would be missing on so much pleasure?" He added; while nibbling on her right earlobe.
"More importantly, so would you!" She replied, raising their game of a few notes; while pushing him at arm length, before placing herself behind a sitting bench placed in the hall of the villa.
"Are you playing hide and seek with me, Carolina?" Klaus narrowed his fiery sight on his wife; while taking a few calculated steps toward her standing position.
"What if I am? What will you do about it?" She inquired; while biting into her bottom lip.
"Don't bite into your bottom lip, it drives me crazy, sweetheart; and you perfectly know it." Klaus warned her. "I carried your sandals all day; you should slip your beautiful feet into them before Elijah or Isabella sees you walking bare feet in the villa." He raised the flat leather pair of Egyptian sandals in front of her sight.
"I don't want to slip my feet into my sandals; I perfectly fine the way I am." Carolina shrugged. "I want to play hide and seek; and I want you to catch me!" She added; while rushing into the staircase.
"Aren't you an impertinent little thing today?" Klaus teased, while throwing the sandals on the marble floor; before rushing in his vampire speed to catch his wife; under her loud cries of surprise. "Got you!" He exclaimed, proudly.
"It's not fair! You're faster than me!" She giggled, joyfully; while raising her hands on the hybrid's chest to reach the base of his neck.
"Now kiss me!" He ordered once more, before crushing his lips on the young Russian who let a moan of pleasure out of her mouth, at her husband sudden display of affection.
Klaus growled loudly; while lowering both hands on the delicious hollow of her lower back; lower on the delicious curve of her bottom; before grabbing two hands full of her tender flesh; his tongue invading the delicious erotic land of her mouth.
"We need… We need to go join the others, or… Or they will start asking questions about our whereabouts." Caroline stammered through her sentence; while mouthing the words on her husband lips.
He suddenly left the erotic pleasure of his wife mouth; while reprising the descent from her neck to her cleavage. His sight kept on the blue vein that was pumping her red elixir underneath the tip of his tongue. Darkish lines suddenly appeared around his eyes… He needed to taste her blood; he needed to taste Carolina now!
"You're right…" Klaus closed his eyes, trying to get a hold on his dark impulses, on the beast emerging inside of him; before pushing himself at arm length of too much temptation; his right hand passing through the thickness of his tangled curls in a sudden nervous gesture. "And I need to…I need to nourish myself."
"Did I do something wrong?" Carolina asked, shyly; while pulling her t-shirt down on her chest.
"No, you did nothing wrong, never doubt yourself in my company, Carolina." Klaus replied, nervously; keeping his sight down; while swallowing a lump in his throat.
"If you want … You can … I mean you could take my blood?" She offered, timidly; while handing her right wrist to the hybrid.
Klaus lowered his sight on the delicate porcelain skin; blue veins showing translucently; with the beats of her heart echoing in his ears.
"You should never offer me your blood, you hear me!" He lashed out at the young woman; while grabbing both of her wrists forcefully.
"Loud and clear, you don't need to yell, I'm not deaf!" Carolina startled, tears filling her eyes; while pulling on her arms to free herself from Klaus's grip of steel.
"I'm not yelling, Carolina; you … You don't even understand what this could entitle if I would drink your blood." Klaus tried to explain; while pacing back and forth on one of the stairs. "Could you grasp that I'm trying to keep you safe?"
"Fine, be this way; push me aside because you are, once again, refusing to see the reality." She busted; while raising her chin and sight.
"What reality is that, Love?" He demanded, his chest rising up and down.
"The reality …" Carolina tried to respond, before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath into her lungs. "The reality is that for us to stay married and have a chance to stay as such you'll have to turn me as a vampire eventually." She confessed, humbly; before lowering her sight.
"Wow! What a speech; I'm actually touched by it." They both heard a hoarse male voice exclaim, soon followed by a clapping hands sound. They finally turned their heads toward the intruder; only to realize that it was Mikael Mikaelson that was standing over the threshold of the parlor room. "But, don't let me interrupt you my dear, go on." The cruel man suggested, mockingly, with a hand gesture toward Carolina; while leaning his left shoulder on the arch door.
The acute sound of furniture hitting the villa's floor interrupted abruptly the quietness of the terrace.
"What is that racket?" Rebekah exclaimed; while rising on her two legs.
"Stefan!" Elijah ordered promptly; before rushing in his speed inside the villa; with the vampire close on his heels.
"What is happening?" Katerina asked the blonde vampire; her heart pounding loudly in her chest. "You think it could be Petrov's men?"
"I don't know, you stay here, Katerina; I'll check it out!" Rebekah suggested; while pushing the young woman toward the guard rail of the terrace.
"No, I won't stay here, I'll go with you." Katerina replied, firmly; while grabbing the Original left forearm.
"Damn you're stubborn… You grow more and more on me!" Rebekah exclaimed; while storming inside the villa; with her sister-in-law on her heels.
"Come at me boy! I've been waiting for this joust for a long time now." Mikael shouted; while rising on his legs from his falling position on the floor, before passing the back of his right hand over the trail of blood running on his chin.
"You can come at me as much as you want Mikael; but you stay away from Carolina!" Klaus pointed one finger toward his step-father.
"Or you'll do what? What will my bastard son do to me?" Mikael exclaimed; before rushing full speed toward Klaus.
It took a fraction of second for Elijah and Stefan to separate both assailants; while pushing them at arm length on opposite sides of the room.
"What are you doing here, father?" Elijah lashed out; while maintaining his right forearm on Mikael's throat.
"Is this a way to greet your father, Elijah?" Mikael mumbled, angrily; between his teeth.
"What is going on?" Rebekah asked Carolina; while reaching the young woman in the entrance hall.
"Are you ok?" Katerina asked her sister; while sliding an arm around her sister's shoulders. "What is happening?"
"I'm ok." Carolina nodded, nervously. "I think your father is here?"
"What?" Rebekah exclaimed, while turning her head toward the parlor room; at the same moment that Bonnie and Kol were entering the premises.
"Wow! Why do I smell trouble?" Kol asked his sister on the get go; with a raised eyebrow.
"You smell it, because "trouble" is here." She replied; dryly. "Mikael is here."
"Shit!" Kol swore between his teeth; while passing over the threshold of the parlor room, the rest of the group following close on his heels. "Well, I've certainly was not aware that we were scheduled to have a family dinner with our beloved patriarch?" He questioned, loudly; both hands placed on each side of his waist.
"That is because he came uninvited." Elijah replied, dryly; while retaining his father on the wall.
"Let me go, Stefan!" Klaus ordered his friend; while wincing with disdain at the sight of his step-father. "I want to finish him up."
"Well, my pal Klaus; not to point out the obvious; but the asshole can't be killed." Stefan replied.
"And this is a polite way to speak of me, young foolish vampire?" Mikael asked; dryly.
"I'm sorry, are you talking to me? Should I care?" Stefan asked, teaser; before turning his head toward the patriarch. "So disappointing to you that I don't give a fuck I suppose?"
"You are all fools, and you're about to swallow your mislead pride very soon." Mikael added; in rage.
"I really doubt it!" Elijah busted to his father face.
"Mister Elijah, as much as a part of me would like for you to strangle him once in for all; please let him go?" They all heard the female voice requesting the Original, before turning their heads toward the intruder; all standing speechless and immobile under the unexpected arrival.
"Mother, is it you?" Elijah exclaimed, in shock.
"Maria?" Rebekah, Katerina and Carolina called, simultaneously, the maid's name.
"You're back?" Elijah added; still motionless.
"Yes, I'm back." Maria nodded, gracefully, with her hands crossed over her chest; a smile spreading on her lips.
Thank you, as always, for reading the "When death is calling – Part 1" chapter, guys!
Again; my deepest apologies for the longer wait for this update, but I've managed to finished two fictions, plus start a sequel (Seven Sins) that was awaited by a lot of my readers since a very long time; I thank you for your patience. This said; I'm announcing that I'm writing part 2 back-to-back after updating part 1, so you won't have long to wait this time around to have an additional chapter coming your way.
As a personal note: take into good consideration that the few next months will be busier than usual for me; life obligation related to a soon move from my house will force me to put less time into my writing; but be reassured that I've always set my mind into finding time to write and finishing my fictions, never doubt that for a second.
Much love as always my dear readers,
Lovely Vero
Thank you for all the anonymous reviews received, guys!
My answers are below.
XoXo: Sweetie, it's me who should thank you for reading this fiction and leaving me your inputs. I hope you'll appreciate this present chapter as well.
Courtney: LOL … Eh, yes … It would have been cool if Mikael would have teamed up with his children, even Klaus; but after pushing Katherine in the stairs, I seriously doubt this would happen ;) When I've read your comment; I had the biggest smile on my face, because I knew the outcome of the story.
Forever fun: I bet that now you must be saying to yourself … Damn! I knew that jerk of Mikael was up to no good! ;) LOL – Thanks for your kind words, sweetie.
If I have forgotten someone in the responses to the anonymous reviews, it was not intentional, and I thank you for it!