Alice Salvatore

❣︎ 𝒜𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓃 ❣︎

Author's note: Hi guys,
I wanted to write some hot scene, but I'm still not very good at it, so I kinda cut it, but we all can imagine the rest. I hope you will like this chapter.

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Time was passing by and I felt like we had seen the whole world over those two months we yet had spent with each other. In those days I had gotten to know the Klaus I had once known again. And it was amazing. We had found our way back to each other. I dared to say our love was even stronger. Our love was meant to be and it was meant to persist. Klaus would forever be my always. I knew it.

We were in Chicago. I had convinced Klaus to undagger Rebekah. He wasn't willing to undagger Elijah though. I thought that what he had done to him was cruel. So I was going to make him undagger his brother. If he wasn't going to do it, I was about to do it myself. After all, he had given Elijah his word and by daggering him, he hadn't fulfilled it. He knew Elijah was an honorable man. And he knew how Elijah insisted on keeping his word when he gave it. It hadn't been fair to use it against him. Elijah had trusted Klaus to keep his promise, but Klaus had failed. Elijah certainly regretted his choice.

We had chosen the most expensive cloths shop we had found to procure Rebekah some time appropriate clothes. I had helped her choose some fine pieces and Klaus had compelled the staff there and secure himself a king treating.
The woman working in the shop poured Klaus yet another glass of champaign. We waited for Rebekah to try on the dress of her own choosing and show us how stunning she looked. Klaus was getting bored by every single failure.

"There has to be more to this dress," Rebekah called from the cabin.

"There's not," Klaus informed. She walked out to show us the dress. It was a short loose black dress, with a deep neck line, wide straps and some sort of ruffles, reaching to her knees. It didn't look good on her. The dress wasn't that bad by themselves, but it didn't suit her.

"So women in the 21th century dress like prostitutes then," she commented. Klaus grinned and raised his eyebrows at me. He was obviously amused at her complaints considering her dress wasn't revealing at all.
I checked my outfit, "Excuse me?" I loved the dress I was wearing. It was red and had a loose skirt from the waist down to my knees and practically was revealing my whole back. The narrow straps of the dress were crossed at the back and connected to the skirt. So yeah, the dress was maybe just a little revealing. However, nothing special for the current century.

"You know, I got dirty looks for wearing trousers." Another complained escaped her.

"You wore trousers so women today could wear nothing," Klaus turned his head to her.

"And what is this music? It sounds like a cable car accident." Klaus sighed and rolled his eyes.

"It's dance music," I replied her.

"People dance to this?" I nodded in response.

"Are we done?" Klaus mocked. Bekah ignored him and concentrated on me, "So what do you think Alice?" She swirled around to show me.

"Absolutely not," I confessed. This dress really did not suit her. "Try the one I chose."

"Okay, if you say so," she smiled and returned to the cabin.

"Nice. Good work," Klaus yammered and poured himself another glass.

"I told you that you could do something else love," I reminded him.

"Exactly," Bekah confirmed from behind the cabin curtain. Klaus sighed out of defeat.

"How's it going Bekah?" I asked, stood up to go check on her and left Klaus to his drinking. Rebekah tried on the dress I had chosen for her and she looked ravishing. We decided to take those and picked another three pieces.