Always || Kol M. || Book 3

Six

Note: everything in the show moves so fast so I'm going to put slow down the pace of it. also this chapter is going to be different, as there isn't going to be Clarissa or Kol in this chapter we're going to focus more on Stefan an Valerie. 

Warnings (there isn't much. but I'm gonna leave it here. 

Happy reading!

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New York 1863

Valerie was looking around a shop with Malcom and Nora. She quietly snuck away and headed to a part of New York where she was supposed to get the help she needed. 

Valerie entered this ark alley looking around while there were men asleep on the ground and in a hidden spot a woman was pleasuring a elegant and astricated man. Valeire kept going until she heard someone clearing her throat behind. 

Valerie turned and there was an elgant woman who was looking at her then at the couple. 

"Jenny, dear, pull down your skirt and come inside before I cut your wages."

The couple broke apart as the young woman who was no more older than Valerie herself rush back inside. 

"Apolligiies, madame."

The woman didn't so much as glanced as Jenny ran inside  the house. She did however smile at Valerie. 

"You must be the young lady seeking Donna asked me help.'

"Yes, madame," Valreie said. 

"Excuse the impropered," the woman said walking down the steps. "I've scolded my girls much about taking business outside the home."

The dark haired woman held out her hand. "Claudia Holmes."

Valerie swallowed a lump and took a step back as Claudia smiled. 

"I see you've heard of me."

"Donna gave me another name--"

"Yes, but that name is more for as a cover." Claudia then pulled her hand back and began scanning Valerie. "And you have a certain power I've never felt before."

"Donna said you can help me escape the family I'm with."

"i can, for a price."

"Name it," Valerie said. 

Claudia stopped and study the desperate look on Valerie's face then took her hand and smile. "Ah, you are running for fear you'll be called a harlot and have bastards?"

"No," Vlaerie said. "Just... the man who loves a woman that is like a mother to me. He wants to leave to Europe but I... I want to have a life of my own. Be with the father of my..."

Claudia looked at her face again. "You love this boy?"

"He's not a boy."

"But you do love him," Claudia said. "and you want to run from the family who's cared for you when really it's just a man who is causing havoc on your family."