Chapter 2:

Mari leaned against the railing of the balcony, looking down at the hustle and bustle of the city she had spent most of her life in, the city she was forced to drop out of college to return to. She glanced down at her shoulder where the two little puncture marks could still be seen peeking out from under her sleeve. Quitting school wasn't the only thing she was forced to do.

The bedroom door creaked open, and she turned to see a shirtless Kol enter the room, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she turned back to look down from the balcony.

"I'm so sorry. Your brother let me in."

"Yes, he's alerted me of your presence," Kol told her, moving to his dresser. "Does the male body make you nervous, Mari, dear, or is it innocence that makes your blood so sweet?"

"I'm not... innocent," she said, clearing her throat. "I just... dont want to invade your privacy."

"And entering my room without me is not an invasion of such privacy?" He asked her with a raise of his eyebrow. Mari gripped the rail tighter, unable to turn around and look at him. Her face was burning with shame and embarrassment. "It was a joke," he told her when the scent of shame began to radiate from her. "I haven't lost my sense of humor entirely."

"Do you need me today?" She asked, turning around to face him finally, grateful that he was now wearing jeans. Kol stared at her for a moment, then scoffed.

"Got better places to be, darling?"

"No," she answered quickly. "I mean... I have an interview at a bar downtown. They need a waitress, and the manager said I should apply, so I did, but he still wants to try me out."

"Yes, I'm sure he does," Kol grumbled. "Cancel any job interviews. Your job is jere, feeding me and serving me as I please."

"The deal was blood in exchange for the debt. That's it," she frowned nervously. "I don't have any other skills to offer you. I need the work."

"You sold yourself to me, love, so be a good little servant and come here." The devilish smirk on his lips told her that danger was waiting for her over there, but fear of losing everything pushed her feet to move towards him. She stopped a foot in front of him.

Suddenly he had vanished, or so it seemed to Mari. She turned quickly as the balcony doors shut and locked behind her. Kol stood there now, his inhuman speed still a little baffling to Mari. She swallowed hard and took a step back.

"Y-You need to feed?"

"You're much more than food, darling." He paused and looked her over once. "Remove your glasses please." She hesitated for a moment, but did as told, setting them on the table beside her. "Now your shirt." Her body went rigid.

"What?" She asked breathlessly. "Why?"

"I wish to feed," he told her bluntly. "And as I do believe that is your purpose here, I must insist that you remove what might get in my way." His grin faded into something like annoyance. She hugged her body. He walked forward and took her face in his hands, leaning down to look her in the eyes.

"Remove your shirt. Know that I will not touch you other than to feed, and trust in that. Your body is safe from violation, and you have nothing to be ashamed of."

Relief washed over her instantly, like a forced wave to push away the fear and shame. She found herself pulling up at her shirt, dropping it on the floor beside her. She didn't want to, yet she wasn't afraid anymore. She knew it would be okay, somehow. Is that was compulsion felt like? It wasn't as bad as her mother explained.

Kol steppedal forward, then brought her hand up to his lips, ghosting them over the soft skin of her wrists for a moment before biting into it. Mari let out a small whimper, but made no protest. She took her bottom lip between her teeth to bite back anymore whimpers. He quickly removed his fangs from her wrist, his eyes dark and frightening now, the veins underneath turning as black as his irises in that moment.

He grabbed her then, pulling her close and hoisting her from the ground. He carried her to the bed, laying her down and lowering his head to her stomach.

"Wait," she gasped as his lips touched her hip. "Not there," she whined. Kol looked up at her, that cruel smirk returning.

"Sensitive, are we? May not be innocent, but somehow I get the feeling this body remains mostly untouched. Like... here for example?" He bit into her hip, and a jolt of something like pain mixed with desire rippled through her, and she frantically shoved him away.

"Don't be cruel," she panted, pushing herself off of the bed. "I'm your donor, I'm not a toy. I'm not here to sleep with you, or to cater to your ego. I'm here to feed you."

"Then stop complaining and do so," he chuckled at her. "You are undoubtedly the most restless woman I've fed from. Most are eager to feel my fangs in their skin, and my hands... roaming their bodies as I drink from them."

"I'm not most women," she sighed. "Maybe I've made a mistake."

"Perhaps, but you so desperately need that debt paid, dont you, sweetheart?" He shot back, reaching for the booze. Mari grabbed her shirt from the floor, holding it to her chest. "Would you like me to make this easier on us both, darling?"

"How?"

"By removing the repulsion you feel when I feed from you." He took a step closer to her, and she stepped back. "I won't hurt you. A simple trick of the mind will convince you that this is... the best way." He grabbed her face again, lowering his head to meet her gaze. "It will no longer hurt. Instead, it will feel incredible. Your skin will alight where I bite, and you'll find yourself enjoying the feeling. You'll quite fancy our little meetings, Mari, dear. Starting tomorrow." He released her once the compulsion was finished, then let her slip on her shirt and leave.

Mari hurried downot the steps leading into the courtyard. There was residue of tears on her cheeks, and she kept reaching up to rub at them. She trotted towards the door, but suddenly, Klaus was standing there, blocking her exit.

"W-What is it?" She asked, shaking a little now in frustration and fear. Klaus tilted his head to the side a little, looking her over and taking in all the little clues that led him to believe something had happened.

"Did he hurt you?" Klaus asked bluntly. "If he did, I-"

"No," she cut him off, shaking her head slowly. "He didnt... hurt me." Klaus pondered on that for a moment, but never took his gaze off of hers.

"I won't send you to be tormented. Why are you crying, love?" He was frowning, his disapproval of any cruelty evident in his gaze. Mari turned her face away from his, her cheeks flushing. She pushed her glasses back on her nose and wiped at her eyes again.

"He's not in a good place. You said that already. I expected... I don't know what I expected." He took a step towards her,

"I could compel the fear away." She reached out instinctively, putting a hand on his firm chest and push slightly to stop him from coming closer. Her eyes fell on her hand, the way it was pressed into him with her finger spread out over his chest. She became flush and yanked her hand back.

"I'm sorry. I've had enough compulsion for one day, Mr. Mikaelson, thank you." She dropped her gaze, then moved around him to head out of the door. Klaus glanced down athe his chest, then up at her again.

"Call me Klaus, love. No need for formalities."

"Sure," she nodded, quickening her pace, eager to leave so she could sort her thoughts and feelings out own. Being around them, and knowing what they are, caused a flurry of emotions every time she approached them. Intrigue, fear, respect, desperation, and as much as she didn't want to admit it, more physical feelings too.

They were very handsome men, and they had no problem with getting close to her, in her space, and it was unusual for her. She had never been much to look at, in her opinion, and her interaction with member of the opposite sex had been all but nonexistent. Her lack of experience was going to be her downfall when every little move they made, or kind words they spoke, would send her heart into a fluttering mess and heat up her cheeks instantly every time.

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