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It was a Saturday night the first time she saw him. He was in a corner of Stefan Salvatore's birthday party, drinking and watching the party continue without him.
She still remembers the first time she saw him, his dark eyes scanning the crowd, a smirk plastered on his face. He was a bad boy all right, the best kind, she thought. She knew her parents would disprove, Juliet was drawn to the bad boys, and he was certainly one.
His eyes catch hers in the crowd, his brown eyes glinting at the sight of her. She wore a dress that showed off her curves and the heels made her legs look longer.
She saw him walk towards her, heart beating ridiculously fast. He walked like he owned the place, shoulders back, smirk on his face. He was the type of man that women wanted to be with and men wanted to be him.
"Hello darling, I'm Kol Mikaelson."
"I'm Juliet, nice to meet you Mr Mikaelson."
"Juliet, a beautiful name for a beautiful lady. Would you like to dance?"
