Fatal Distraction

Chapter 1 - I know what you are (Bonnie's POV)

R-M

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When his fingers slithered into her hair, fisting it from the root, she tensed up not to feel the pain from his hair pulling technique. He usually had it right, but not this time. This time he had it all wrong, and he knew it. He was driving her body into an overheated dizzy spell. She just wanted it to be over with, so she could breathe again. She loved him. Oh, how she loved him, she hated the idea she had to hurt him, but she couldn't take it anymore. He was night and day and ever since she realized what had been happening, she tried to wean herself from him mentally. Mentally, she was the epitome of everything she hated. But, she savored her relentless attitude. She loved that she didn't need him to survive, she just lusted after his darkness.

She lusted after the way he made her feel. But it was the loneliness she preferred. She went home every night alone. Every night, she slept comfortably, knowing she didn't have to share her space.

It had been six months of him. She never kept a man around that long. She just got what she needed once or twice, and if they were good, maybe they got a month in her line-up. Both of his hands held her cheeks and gave them a slight spread as he pushed into her as hard as he could. She screamed, and his hand was pushing her upper back down forcing her chest into the tangled bed sheets as he poked her ass in the air higher. He pushed every inch into her like he was stabbing her.

"You fucking Prick!" She screamed and he smirked pinning her arms behind her back. Thrust after deep thrust he forced her to scream in pain until he reached around and rubbed her special spot. "No, No. Stop." Her voice went horse as she had worn it out on him the past three nights. He looked at the arch in her back, the rise of her beautiful backside, and the spread of her legs as she was bent over in the doggy style position.

He lifted her body up to where her back was leaning against his front and he grabbed her head with his rough hands and yanked her head in the tilt position. "No. No. I said this was against the rules. You break my rule, and I promise I'll burn the part of your brain that makes you thirst."

"I guess I'd be afraid if you were quicker than me." He said digging his teeth into her neck and striking the vein in her neck that throbbed to the beat of her heart. She screamed in terror. For the first time in six months he broke her rule, and as he took her blood he thrusted into her from the back and rubbed her special spot making her incoherent to react to what he was doing. She almost went comatose in his arms. He pulled his teeth out of her and threw his head back inhaling the scent of her blood and laughing, wickedly. He yanked himself out of her and threw her on her back. "I'm going to break you in half, fucking you until you can't breathe." His body was ready to take hers in whatever way he could get away with. But she pulled together enough strength to give him an aneurism and force him into the clutches of a gut-wrenching electric shock to his brain. When he finally was able to give in to the pain and allow it to pass through his body he looked up and she was gone.

He cracked a smile as her blood dripped down his lips, licking the remnants of her, savoring the sinful taste.

"Til we meet again Bennett."

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A little bit about Me. I'm a witch. A powerful, natural witch. I was kidnapped and tortured seven years ago, by the St. John family. My tormentor? Lorenzo St. John. He held me captive for three years, trying to use me as a weapon to find Reyna Cruz, the huntress, and end her life. I found her, and captured her for their family. Only, he never kept his end of the bargain. He refused to let me go. He told me I belonged to him. So, when Reyna found me trying to escape the clutches of the St John family, she made a vow to help me as long as I took her life.

Unknowingly I agreed, and Reyna's peaceful death meant my eternal restlessness. The huntress curse was transferred to me. Now I have to capture one vampire to remove the curse. My target? Damon Salvatore. The only problem, he's the head of the Vampire counsel. His family is very, very powerful. Trying to capture him, is like trying to capture the President of the United States. Only, his secret service, is the counsel guard, consisting of murderous supernaturals.

And for being a powerful man, he's was wrapped around my finger, for months. Until... he started getting in my head.

xxx

Bonnie walked into the house after midnight. Silas waited up for her. Silas was her business partner/ex-husband. His strong jawline ticked at her tardiness and she pretended not to notice. "You're late."

"I'm sorry. I needed more time with the client... He, decided to switch things up at the last minute."

"You expect me to believe that? I give you one fucking mission. One fucking mission! Is there something going on between the two of you I should know about?"

"What? No. Silas, I tried to reason with him, he decided he didn't need my services anymore. He lied to me and now I'm out." She said, not so regrettably. Even though, on the inside it hurt her, that he tried to hurt her. "Silas, why don't you ask one of the other girls to take over?"

"Because you're the best, baby. I can't catch him without you. I need your help. Please." He said with pleading eyes. She felt his need, but it didn't stop her from being angry. "I'm going to ask you to please, bite your tongue, swallow your pride, and ask the client to reconsider you."

Bonnie was angered. "You want me to beg him? No!" she yelled.

"Well, the problem is, little witchy woman," he said grabbing her from behind, lifting her skirt up, and pulling her panties down, "you don't have a choice. You love me?" He asked her mid, belt buckle undoing.

"Of course, I love you. But..."

"But nothing." He said caressing her body. "You are the best huntress there is."

"Silas, I'm not a...ahhhhhh," she moaned at his entrance, "I'm not a huntress, by choice. It's a curse. You know I'm a witch."

"But you can't end the curse until you fulfill your prophecy, getting him in that Phoenix stone."

"Why me?"

"Because, only a huntress can use the Phoenix stone sword."

"I have other vampires to catch and kill." She said as filled her with him.

"But his capture will help put an end to your curse." He was naked by now, and pulling her shirt off her seeing the bite marks on her neck. He stopped in his motion and looked at the bites, examining the force in which she took it. He could tell by the type of tear, it was taken aggressively, he noticed. He didn't mention it, he just pulled out of her and carried her to his room, and made love to her.

xXx

Silas and my relationship is complicated. He's my ex-husband. We went into business together, as bounty hunters. Our line of work is very discreet. Mostly hired by witches. However, when I was kidnapped I endured a magnitude of torture, from a vile and twisted Vampire, named Lorenzo St. John. He tormented me, tortured me, made me his property, and turned me into a vicious killer.

The behaviors I learned over those years, was enough to change me. When I finally returned Silas, my husband had moved on, thinking I had died. He moved on to Amara.

You'd think I'd be angry, but I wasn't. I was relieved. Any ounce of good inside of me was stripped by Lorenzo. When I came back, I loved Silas, but couldn't give him what he needed from me. Now we still live together. In separate rooms, and occasionally, we have sex. When I allow him to touch me. But I am not in love with Silas.

He too has changed while I was away. He is different. Demanding of me. I think when he sees me, all he se is a weapon. He almost doesn't have compassion for what I have endured those three years, the way he pushes me to work beyond the pain.

Amara? I don't know what happened to her.

xxx

"Hey Bonnie. I was wondering how last night went."

"Fine. I met with the client, he wasn't interested in my deal, and I let him go."

"Yeah, well, you know he tried killing your husband?"

"Ex-husband."

"Bonnie, you can't let him get away with-"

"Elena, please! I don't need a you telling me how to do my job, I'm capable of handling my position. Now handle yours and be useful. Other than having to protect you, I'm pretty sure you don't care about me. So just sit and look pretty and I'll make sure no one kills you." Bonnie drinks her coffee, then got up from the table and headed back for her bedroom. She hated that the Gilberts moved in with them. Being a huntress, meant nothing to her, but she had to protect who she had to protect. It was her job. Jeremy Gilbert was probably the worst client yet. He babies his sister and tried to tell Bonnie how to do her job.

Bonnie grabbed a tunic to wear. Today was a good day sunbathe. She was off today, and Jeremy was on duty. He was her partner by force, thanks to Silas. She walked around the big bedroom when she heard her phone ringing, to look for it. It was hiding somewhere in her bedsheets. She crawled around until she found it buried on the side of her bed between the mattress and frame, when she finally got it and looked at the screen, it was him.

xXx

I debated answering it, but I needed answers as to why he attacked me the night before. I reluctantly answered the phone and spoke.

"You're either stupid, or have a death wish." I told him.

"Meet me at my house in twenty minutes."

"No. you're out of your mind. I don't trust you."

"Oh, come on now, Little bird, you know I was just playing last night. I didn't want to hurt you." He tried to sound convincing.

Little Bird... his nick name for me during our trysts. Lola, when he was fucking me. He was Raven, by day and Daddy by night. What can I say; we had our thing.

"Here's the problem, you broke the cardinal rule. You took my blood. So, kiss my ass." I hung up in his face. When my phone rang again and I ignored it. He hurt me, he violated my trust. I listened to my phone ring twice before silencing it, to which forced him leave me a text.

I know what you are.

My house twenty minutes!

This is what the text read. I had to break away from my anger towards him and suddenly found it hard to breath. I worked for months on him, not for him to find out I was supposed to kill him. I began to fall for him which wasn't in the plan. I didn't even tell Silas when I initially began dealing with him. It took a while before I was honest.

Right now, I quickly got myself together, looked in the mirror and became pale. I ran hot water over my face bring back my color. It wasn't long before I'd thrown on some jeans, a tank top, and some ankle boots before heading out of the door.

"Hey, where are you going?" Jeremy asked. "You coming back?"

"Jeremy, I'm leaving. Something came up. When Silas gets back just let him know I'll be back."

"What about Elena? She's terrified. She thinks someone's been lurking around the property watching her."

I sighed. I could never have a day off without the Gilbert's needing me for something.

"Jeremy, you're a hunter... figure it out." My hair is tussled thoughtlessly, and covering my bite marks. The sunglasses, covering the fact that I needed shielding from the sun, since I've barely slept.

xXx

I'm sitting outside of his Manor. His heavily guarded manor. He's calling my phone again.

"What?"

"Drive through, I've let them know you're on your way in."

"Why am I here?"

"Come in and find out."

"I'd be stupid to trust a vampire again."

"Again?"

"I'm not coming in there,"

"But you've cum in here so many times before." He flirted trying to pass it as a joke.

"Stop with the innuendo. I don't trust you."

"Little Bird, please reconsider, or you will be forcing my hand." He demanded.

"I'm sorry, Raven, not today." I turned my car around and drove off.

"So now, I have to come and get you?"

"You don't have to do anything."

"If you flee, I will find you."

"If you come for me Raven, you know what I have to do."

"So be it."

"So be it."

I ended the call, and left town. I need to let things die down a for a while. I couldn't allow myself to fall for my target. I need to break this curse, and if that means killing Damon Salvatore, then, Damon Salvatore has to die.

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