Klaus Mikaelson Clothing Novels & Stories

Why is she a nusiance? Was it because Lexy hasn't been giving her his attention when they entered the room? Or was it because his eyes were following every of my movement? I turned to go back in when I saw Lexy looking at me with his hands in his pocket. He was damn hot this night, with his body fitted shirt and jeans. "What is he doing here?" I wonder looking around. "Are you stalking me Kelsi?" His voice was laced with mockery. "Stalk you? Why should I do that?" I scoffed

It was my boss. “Everything Klaus said is true. Listen to him. All his orders come from me. Do you understand?” “Yes sir.” I said and he immediately hung up. That’s how I ended up wearing a Chanel dress with Christian Louboutin heels and Pandora jewellery to work today. My whole outfit costs more than my apartment but I have to admit I look amazing and smell just as good. Klaus even got me some new makeup products and perfumes and gave me some beauty tips. He also scheduled a hair appointment for me in a bougie salon in the Upper East Side for the next day. My hair has never looked more amazing.

"Margaret, I need you to reschedule the ten o'clock with Hamilton. Something came up with the AI division and—oh." He stopped mid-sentence when he saw me, his eyes widening slightly in surprise. Klaus looked exactly like I remembered—tall, dark-haired, impossibly handsome in a charcoal suit that probably cost more than my entire wardrobe. But there were differences too. The faint lines around his eyes that spoke of stress and sleepless nights. The way he held himself, guarded and careful in a way the college version of him never had been. "Ms. Moreau," he said after a beat, his voice carefully neutral. "You're early."

The masculine scent of musk and lotion filling the room, Klaus walked over to a wall with a wide mirror, a little too wide for Anika's liking as it reflected the entire bed. " This is the closet" said the man, sliding the glass door, perfectly camouflaged, it was a large closet, a complete room, with a section dedicated to perfectly ironed suits, he was an obviously organized man, shoes neatly organized, even the more informal clothes were organized by color "I opened a small space for you" he added, pointing to a space, next to the ties "I don't have any clothes" she pointed out, again, Klaus gave her a look that indicated that he had noticed and it didn't bother him too much.

Lifting his head, Justin saw the man whose appearance was as striking as ever even among the crowd. Klaus looked like royalty while wearing an expensive tailor made suit. He had an air of grandiose that made everybody seem diminished in comparison. With a mysterious gaze in his emerald eyes, he looked like a prince that was depicted in classical paintings. As soon as he arrived, he was surrounded by the male guests, so Justin couldn't even get close to him. When he finally managed to catch a glimpse of Klaus's face from afar, he immediately recognized the latter as the international student who enrolled through the STHEE program, whom he saw eating at the hawker stall with Luna.

"I'll take this one too." *** ALVA "What about this one?" The tired stylist’s voice was encouraging but I could tell she was beginning to get frustrated. "It will make sure attention is on you at all times." She said enthusiastically, holding up an acid green knee-length gown that showed cleavage to my face. I stared uneasily. My bright hair was already an attention magnet I had recently become accustomed to. A bright green gown showing non-existent cleavage was like jumping from the frying pan to an open flame.

She murmured whilst Jaxson played a quick game of candy crush on his phone. "Listen, when you go and meet Mr Verrono inside just don't stare at him." Klaus said leaning on his neat side of the table. "Why would I stare at him Matrix?" She asked getting back to see the fishes. Jaxson chuckled finding her funny. It was no doubt that Klaus dressed like a matrix character, especially with those dark shades on. Klaus scoffed at her remark. The betas now stood beside her, catching a whiff of her scent. J: She smells odd?

But I went first to the shower to take a bath. As I stepped out of the shower, I immediately went to bed to look at the newly arrived clothes and mask I would use later at the party. Hermione sent me one of her best creations. It was a black vintage chiffon cocktail dress paired with black four-inch stilettos and a sexy masquerade black peacock feather eye mask. My phone rang, so I temporarily put down the mask I was holding. It was Klaus, and he sent me a message. He said he would be late because he attended a meeting in his office.

Unconsciously, he runs his fingers over that spot on his neck, and I see him shiver at the sensitivity of the mark. - Dad asks you two to be downstairs at 9 pm. - What's up? - Klaus asks worriedly. - I don't know, but do what he says. - He looks past Klaus to look at me, and I hide my head in the sheet, which makes Dominic chuckle. He turns his back, and Klaus closes the door. - Well, it's time to shower and dress. - I don't have clothes – I say. - It's all packed. - You wear one of mine. We are almost the same size. Besides, I think I will love seeing you with my outfit. – Klaus replies, increasing the red in my face.

A dress, heels and a set of jelwery. She had also curled my hair, and did a little bit of make up, enhancing my features. “You look beautiful, ma’am,” Hannah said, obviously pleased with herself. “Thank you.” I was dressed in a baby blue gown that stopped before my knees, hugging my curves effortlessly. Klaus knocked on the door, before pushing it open. He was clad in a black Italian suit that hugged his build perfectly like it was made just for him. He stood still, his eyes widening a bit.