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14. In His Eyes - TOK

@SassyAndTrashy said:

Could you please write the first chapter of TOK in Raphael's POV?

Rating: Non-mature

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Raphael Doukas' POV

I had no idea why I was here at a sixteen-year-old's party. I was a college student and was definitely feeling out of place here.

Maybe it was due to being blackmailed that I was here, or the fact that I couldn't seem to stay away whenever Katerina Kolosov was concerned.

Katerina Kolosov

The literal bane of my very existence.

Or maybe the best part of it which depended on how I looked at it and the current mood that I was in.

For as long as I know, Lexi, my sister had been best friends with her since they were born. The pair had never been separated, hardly ever fought and well, if I didn't know them personally, I would have assumed that they were sisters.

"Raph, make sure you behave, alright? It's Kat's birthday and you have to promise you won't upset or provoke her," Lexi ordered, her blue eyes narrowing steadily in my direction and I nodded grudgingly. "Of course."

"Good," she beamed and disappeared amongst the crowd of teenagers milling about and for perhaps the hundredth time, I wondered what the hell was I doing here.

I was probably walking around disapprovingly because almost everyone here was younger than me. It wasn't until that I was in the hall of the Kolosov home that I noticed the birthday girl.

With a drink in my hand, I couldn't resist the opportunity to goad her. And of course, Kat already had a scowl on her face when she noticed me approaching her.

"Why the frown Katerina? Nervous?" I prodded as I sipped from my glass.

Glaring at me like the hellion she was, she tilted her chin. "Nothing. And I'm not nervous, I just don't like you."

Looking down at her glaring at me like an angry kitten almost made me want to tease her even further. "Hmmm, I might have to rectify that. After all, we're family friends are we not?"

"Yeah no. You're just my best friend's brother. And our parents are best friends. That is all. We are not friends. And excuse me, I have to talk to my other guests."

Before I could say or do anything, Katerina Kolosov turned on her heel and stalked off, the skirt of her green dress swishing around her hips as I stared at her retreating form.

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I was wandering around the house like a lost idiot when I noticed the disastrous scene right in front of me.

Where the fuck was Roman when I needed him to be the strict disciplinarian? But no, my twin wanted to come later as he had a college assignment he wanted to get a head start on.

The sight that met me was one of Katerina dancing wildly around with Lexi joining her in a more subdued manner. On the plus side, my sister didn't look like she had consumed too much alcohol as compared to her best friend.

Deciding to be the good guy for once, I shoved past drunk teenagers to get to the literal bane of my existence.

"I think that is enough isn't it?" I drawled lazily, annoyance leaking from my tone. Honestly, didn't she know better to get drunk in a room full of strangers? Yes, she was in her own house but things could happen.

To deepen my irritation, she rolled her eyes. "Oh fuck off. Tell that to someone who cares," she replied boredly without a slur in her voice and shoved the beer into my hand. "There."

And again for the second time of the night, I watched her walk away from me.

I was not going to let it go and ignoring the voice in my head telling me to walk away, I followed after her and grabbed hold of her shoulder.

"I've been watching you drunk and dancing with almost every guy there with Lexi for the past two hours. Of course, I would say that you had enough to drink."

She crossed her arms defiantly before narrowing accusative eyes at me, "What does all this have to do with you?"

Yes, why the hell was I getting involved? She was my sister's best friend and nothing more.

Not knowing how to answer because, well, I didn't have an answer, I simply narrowed my eyes at her.

She tilted her chin outwardly and began tapping her feet impatiently.

Finally, my brain began working and I said stiffly, "Katerina, you are only sixteen and drinking way too much and as a family friend, I would have to put a stop-"

I was cut off when suddenly, her small hand grabbed onto the loose tie hanging around my neck and pulled me down so that we were on the same level.

"You're talking too much," Kat declared before her lips slanted over mine.

What the fuck? What the actual fuck?!

Kat's lips were moving over mine but my mind still couldn't actually believe that the girl kissing me was Katerina Kolosov! Katerina Kolosov, my sister's best friend, my godfather's daughter and not to mention the annoying pain in my arse since she was born!

But the feel of her kissing me felt...good. Well, amazing and I couldn't help but kiss her back and without thinking, my hands were on her hips and I guess she took it as a sign to run her fingers through my hair. The feel of her fingertips scratching lightly against my scalp felt oddly sensual that I allowed a groan before deepening the kiss.

Slanting my mouth against hers as I pushed her roughly against the wall before my hands moved to her arse, wanting to find out if her bum was as nice as her swishy green skirt made them out to be.

They were.

Unable to help myself, I ground my hips against hers, all thought of how wrong this whole thing was was far from my mind. Never mind that this was the girl that I bickered constantly since young or the fact that we didn't even like each other.

Abruptly, Kat pulled away, big brown eyes wide in horror as she gazed at me but all I could focus on was her lips that were red and swollen from the kiss we shared.

Oddly, some part of me was feeling pretty satisfied with it.

"I-that was a mistake." She burst out and moved away from me, my hands that had been on her arse fell to my sides as I tried to forget where they had been seconds earlier.

I swallowed roughly before pushing the hair that had fallen into my eyes away. "Katerina," I began as she turned to leave.

And like the vixen she was, she glared at me and snapped, "Shut up! Nothing happened, alright? Let's just forget it!"

I could only stare at her retreating form for the third time that night. My mind was still trying to absorb the fact that I had kissed her. I even had my hands on her arse!

Fuck!

All I could think of was that she really was the fucking bane of my entire existence.  

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A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed this! :)