A/N: Read the note at the end, its IMPORTANT.
Nora's POV
I wake up in a dark room. I try to move but feel my hands tied, above my head. I struggle in ropes but with the sound echoing in the whole room I discover that they are chains.
‘‘Help!’’ I shout ‘‘let me go assholes!’’
Memories flood through my brain.
Flashback
‘‘Sophia Smith.’’ As the words leave his mouth I feel my carried legs loosing their strength. Even though I haven't had an encounter with the witch I still have this feeling in the pit of my stomach that she is no good news.
‘‘Let me go’’ I grit out and he just smirks glancing at me and then averting his gaze back to the route ahead. ‘‘You do know I am Klaus Mikaelson's soulmate. Right? If memory serves he is the king of the Supernatural Nation and that naturally gives me the upper hand.’’ He is still smirking which is making me sick to my fucking stomach.
Only if I could fight him and get out of his strong hold.
‘‘I can have you dead or be tortured for the rest of eternity by just giving 1 call to Klaus’’ I try threatening.
‘‘They did tell the truth’’ he half laughs. ‘‘You really don't shut the fuck up’’ his words leave a stinging in my chest which is probably fucking anger. I should just rip his bloody head off. Only if I was strong enough, I should not have declined Klaus' self defense training offers ‘‘I can give a fuck less about your Mikaelson’’ his tone is harsh now. At least he quitted the nice act. Bastard. ‘‘Plus barbie Salvatore, if he really loves you and all then where is he?’’ he teases with that sick smirk ‘‘give him the magical call.’’ He challenges.
‘‘Fuck you!’’ I shout.
He smirks and walks on ‘‘I really hope I get something good for kidnapping this shitty bitch’’ his eyes never leave the road.
‘‘And I hope I rip your organs out again and again when you are in my palace's torturing cell’’ I roll my eyes.
‘‘Sure thing bitch’’ he says but I just ignore him, trying to think of something.
He stops in front of a black two cabin car.
He puts me down as I try to run away ‘‘nohm’’ he smiles banging me against the car ‘‘you may be a bitch, but you are hot as fuck’’ I struggle under his hold as his big body traps mine. ‘‘I will do each and every bad and dirty thing Klaus will never ever think of doing to you’’ he smirks ‘‘but for now, fuck off’’ and with that my head turns and I black out.
End of Flashback
Suddenly lights flash in the whole place and I close my eyes. I open them slowly, adjusting my vision.
The iron door in front of me swings open, revealing a women with dirty blonde hair. Beside her, is the bastard who kidnapped me. That fucker. And one more brunette guy.
‘‘You're awake’’ the lady has an English accent.
Wait, NO NO NO! NO MOTHERFUCKING HELL LIKE NO SHIT. She is the fucking bitch who was in my nightmare. The whore who had her legs wrapped around him.
‘‘Soph- Sophia Smith?’’ my voice is barely audible.
‘‘You got that right’’ she smiles a sickeningly sweet smile.
I giggle ‘‘so you're the slut messing with my dreams like a jealous whore’’ I grin.
Anger flashes on her face ‘‘shut up!’’ she shouts and raises her right hand. My breath starts to hitch in my throat and it gets harder to breath as her hand closes. ‘‘I can't kill you, but I can make you suffer’’ she smirks.
‘‘Stop it bitch!’’ I shout.
‘‘Now that is my girl’’ she smiles that sickeningly sweet smile of hers as she comes closer to me. ‘‘You are indeed a beautiful creation’’ she eyes me from up to down and just then I realize I am just in my undergarments.
‘‘This is what you bitches have got?’’ I chuckle, trying not to lash out ‘‘tale my clothes off to torture me?’’ I smirk my sickening smirk. ‘‘You know who does that? Coward bitches’’ I smile.
‘‘Oh sweet heart, it wasn't her idea of doing this to you’’ the blonde bitch chimes in ‘‘it was mine’’ he slowly traces his index finger on my collar bone, causing the hair on my back to rise.
‘‘Niall!’’ Sophia stops the blonde bitch ‘‘no’’ he stops smiling.
‘‘Later babe’’ he whispers and I shoot him daggers.
‘‘Let her be locked in here, you may untie her because there is no escape from here’’ Sophia smiles and walks towards the door ‘‘Niklaus is going to have a war. And if he loves his mate, he will have to bow down and give us the crown he has from a long time because if he doesn't then he must know’’ she turns around and smiles ‘‘his mate isn't from the doppelganger bloodline and if he looses her she shall not come back’’ she turns around and leaves.
‘‘Come on Miguel, its our turn’’ Niall smirks.
‘‘Oh no man’’ Miguel raises his hands in the air.
‘‘You are not afraid of this bitch or her shitty hybrid, are you?’’ Niall smirks.
‘‘No I am not afraid but remember, your sister Sydney is my mate and I am not cheating on my girl so’’ Miguel motions to me with his hands ‘‘enjoy the young Salvatore’’ he smirks and leaves closing the door behind him.
‘‘So’’ he smirks turning to me.
‘‘So......’’ I say in a mocking tone, grinning. I should be freaking out right now but thanks to the bitchy attitude that came with Damon and his lessons.
‘‘Never let your enemy see your fear. Never show them that you're afraid, even if you are freaking out on the inside.’’
I remember him teaching me back in 1867's when I got in a little fight and went running back; freaking out. In the arms of my brother.
‘‘Its just you and me’’ he grins showing a set of perfect white teeth.
Okay, lets admit it. He is fucking hot. Sexy even. God. He is a sex God.
I am a girl and its in my nature. No matter how much of a dumb fuck up he is, he is breathtaking hot.
Those shiny brownish blonde hair, sticking up in a quiff. His pale white skin. Those perfect white teeth. His large hands with long fingers and those muscles of him are like damn. They are bulging from his leather jacket making him look 1000 times sexier.
He is tall as fuck and those pinkish red cheeks make him like damn.
Ugh. Nora. You are getting a little too far!
‘‘So, what have you got in mind?’’ he advances towards me with an evil grin, snapping me out of my thoughts.
‘‘Well, pretty much’’ my lips tug up in a smirk.
‘‘Try enlightening me’’ he uses my words from earlier.
‘‘Well, breaking out of here. Killing you, That bitch, that Miguel faggot along with your Sydney’’ at the mention of his sisters name, his expression goes serious. I smirk in response ‘‘and putting some clothes on.’’
‘‘No one’’ he grabs a fistful of my hair, giving them a rough shove ‘‘no one touches my sister.’’ He is gritting.
Maybe if I piss him off, he won't go down there.
‘‘You will watch me,’’ I smirk ‘‘you have my word Ni.’’
‘‘Yes, but right now your panties are the one's in trouble.’’ He smirks playing with the waistband of my underwear as I gasp and my idiot body starts trembling.
All I see in his eyes is lust, hunger and coldness.
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