Chapter 10 His Art

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Morning rays hit my eyes, making me toss my body on my other side.

The cushioning under me was so fluffy. Then it hit me.....

When did my mattress become so soft, I thought to myself. When did I have classic music playing when I sleep. Yesterday's memories flashed in my head. My face flushed just thinking about being in bed with Klaus, it was scary.

I had slept at Klaus's house, in his houses, on his bed. The instrument of orchestra and musical notes played softly. I heard Klaus's low hum, he must be doing something because he didn't sound like he was next to me.

Which I was slightly relieved about...

I rubbed my eyes, stretched my body like I did every morning. There Klaus sat in front of the bed with a huge canvas.

"Morning kitten." Klaus said dropping his paint brush in a mason jar filled with dirty paint water. He cleaned his hand with a towel near by.

Once I meet with Klaus's eyes I looked away instantly to then be insecure with my morning state. I bite my lips, knowing that his sharp eyes were on me. I didn't say anything, although I wasn't in his face, morning breath wasn't my think, so I keep my mouth shut.

"I assume you wanna brush, there is a new tooth brush on the sink counter." Klaus said lowly.

I gazed at him in squinted, rushed away to the bathroom with the blanket wrapped around me tightly.

"Leave the door open!" Klaus yelled behind me.

The bathroom was huge for someone living alone. The mirror on the wall alone made me feel small for the first time. I smoothen down Klaus's t-shirt that had risen above my thick thighs. The material managed to hug tight on my dips showing my rolls. I discarded negative thoughts, and looked for the toothbrush.

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After gathering myself in the bathroom, I expected to see Klaus awaiting for me at the door but to my surprise he was still with the canvas. I made sure the the plush material of the blanket wrapped around me. Klaus didn't need see or feel me as I am, bare and vulnerable.

"I could've gotten the shadowing more precise but you woke up." Klaus said with a sigh. I made my way around him. Astounded by his artistic skills.

"Is that me?!" I said looking at the painting it was very detailed, he even got in the texture of my hair. He paints, I smile grow on my face every negative thought vanished from my brain, who would've thought.

"Do you have anymore?" I asked trying to keep my face neutral. Klaus had yet to say a word he grabbed my free hand and guided me with him down the hall to a room, two doors from his.

The door open and revealing an art gallery my mouth open in awh.

Klaus let go of my hand to uncover some of his works.

"This is beautiful." I said taking the time to look at each one, I couldn't choose on which one was my favorite each one seem to get more vivid.

One in particular caught my eye I wiggled my way around Klaus making sure that I had the blanket grasped around my body.

Klaus was trying to block it but I managed to see the canvas. It was a view of me from Klaus's office. I ran my fingers across the in depth curves on the illustration.

"When did you do this?" I mumbled more to myself. My mouth was dry. My eyes fluttered between Klaus and the painting.

"I-I" Klaus scratch the back of his head for the first time ever I seen him look flushed. Weird sight to see.

"I had time on my hands and I enjoy what I do." he pulled me in his chest from behind. Lightly place a kiss on my neck.

"I plan on making more paintings of you." he whispered the last part. He muffled a few more words against my neck. The key words "have naked" made me melt.

"No you won't ." I said timidly I got out of his hold.

He pulled me back, placed his mouth at the crevice of my neck making me tilt it to the side a little.

"When will you submit to me, kitten?" Klaus's lips moved across my neck in satisfying sensation.

Why was I playing so hard to get? I always built barriers when men find interest in me. With the experience I've encountered and seen, I just always felt the need to protect myself, because no one else has my back at the end of the day but me.

"Huh kitten, when.." I shuttered.

"I'm convinced that when time comes you're going to get tired of chasing me. I'll get boring to you... I'll then know you didn't want me in the first place." The words just spelled, I had a lot more to say but the knot in my throat swelled.

"You might find it amusing that I push you away but in reality I use it as a cover up because, I'm sca-" Klaus cut me off.

I fear falling to deeply with someone, investing my life into theirs only to discover they do not feel the same about me.

"I will never ever stop chasing you." his voice rumbled making echos in the room. I knew within time his temper wouldn't have been the same.

He pulled at the blanket making it fall at my feet. The cold air envelopes around me. I didn't seek to cover up.

"I want you to fucking understand that I never will Camila. I will never stop." Klaus kicked over a canvas. I yapped. I do not dare turn my back.

"I want you to understand that!" He kick another.

"... I mean shit I can sit you down to tell you why I'd never stop chasing you." I was crying silently.

"I will never.." He said coming in my peripheral vision.

He was in my face now, he was blurred by my tears but I know his face was red. His words were making me feel in ways I never have.

I just never got the attention he's giving me from another human being. I'm just so use to it being taken away.

"It's okay, kitten." He pulled me into a hug on his knees. His warm hands atraveled to my thighs picking me up. He sat in a near by chair and nested me into his body.

He kissed my head.

"I'm not sure what the fuck I'm doing." He said more to himself.

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"HE'S EVERYTHING SHE'S EVER WANTED AND THAT SCARES THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF HER."

- SHARDELL MONIQUE