Crave (TVD Fanfiction)

6.

The next day I was busy with decorating the interior of my home with the help of a few interior designers. I wanted everything done perfectly.

I received a call from Edan, one of my sons, and he told me that he and the rest of his siblings would be coming a little earlier than I thought, which made me happy.

With the help of interior decorators (and of course magic) I quickly had the rest of the house fixed up.

There were a total of nine suite bedrooms (including two guest bedrooms). Each bedroom had its own adjoining bathroom and a walk in closet that was the size of another bedroom. There were five stories to the house.

The bottom floor had a living room, kitchen, my office, a gym, an indoor pool, and an arcade room located in the basement level (I knew the boys would love it). I didn't have a dining room made because in our family we liked to eat in the living room where it's more casual.

The second floor had two suite bedrooms (Rio and Lucian's), another kitchen, and a wine cellar. The third floor had Edan and Samuel's suite bedrooms and a movie theater.

The fourth floor had Genevieve and Rue's bedrooms along with a huge library that I knew Genevieve would love since she inherited my love for reading. The fifth floor was mine and had my bedroom and a spa lounge.

In the backyard, there was a courtyard surrounded by a beautiful flower garden and a playhouse (for Rue) and further beyond that there was a huge pool with water slides that I knew Edan would love along with the indoor pool since he loved to swim.

All in all, my mansion looked wonderful and by the time we'd finished decorating and painting I was absolutely tired.

I laid out on my couch as a few people I sired were bringing in the last of the furniture, closing my eyes.

"Darling?" I heard a familiar voice say.

"In here, Nik" I said. When I opened my eyes I found him inside of the living room, looking around in approval.

"Your place looks nice" he commented.

"Thank you. I had a lot of help" I smiled. He took a seat next to me and looked me up and down.

"You look incredible" he stated, a smirk on his face.

"Don't patronize me. I look a mess" I said.

I was wearing a striped lavender purple crop top underneath a pair of old jean overalls that ended at my thigh.

The overalls had flecks of paint from painting I'd done and my hair was up in a messy bun held together by two red chopsticks.

"You do not. You look absolutely adorable" he insisted, his smirk growing wider. I just rolled my eyes.

"Anyways, have you gotten Rebekah yet?" I asked him.

"Yes. I have her kept in my mansion"

"You haven't undaggered her?"

"There is someone in one of the coffins Stefan has that could kill her. You probably already know who it is"

"Ester Mikaelson" I thought, nodding at his answer.

"What are you doing with the Stefan having your family problem?"

"It's going along. I have my witches trying to find him through locator spells. It's only a matter of time now before I find him and kill him" Klaus growled, looking away from me. I grabbed one of his hands, clenched into a fist.

"You will not kill him" I said.

"And why not?"

"It will only cause more drama we do not want nor need. Besides, he is not in his right mind at the moment, remember? His emotions have been switched off. So you should not kill him" I advised him, letting go of his hand.

"It is amusing how you are both kind hearted and cruel...humane and inhumane..." he paused, "I find the mixture to be oddly attractive"

I smiled and our eyes met and held. Once again, I was caught in whatever spell Klaus had me in. Or maybe I unknowingly casted a spell. Either way, I was charmed.

He slowly leaned towards me. If I were alive I'm sure my heart would be beating fast.

Before I knew it, his lips were against mine and I felt tingles running through my body as I closed my eyes. All these feelings I'd been holding in suddenly opened up and I knew I was a goner.

I liked Niklaus Mikaelson.

Eventually, we pulled apart and stared at each other. He moved a strand of my hair that had fallen into my face, his eyes running over my face as if he wanted to memorize every single detail of me.

Right as he opened his mouth to say something his phone rang, interrupting the moment. He looked down and glanced at who it was.

"I must go but I'll see you later, love" he told me.

I nodded with a smile. He smiled back at me and pecked me on the lips before speeding away. I sighed and fell back out onto my couch.