Hello everyone! Here is a little story that I think you'll all like. This is AU story, so things are not as they seem. Due to the fact that this is a AU story, the timeline of history is very vague. Just no that there are no cell phones, or automobiles, but they have electricity at least the rich do.

This is a story about my OC Jane her relationship with her Master Klaus. A lot of smut.

Please review if you're interested in this continuing.

Chapter 1:

Sold

"…And now for our next item." Enzo's voice boomed out of the speakers.

Tyler's gentle hands on her back pushed her forward.

Enzo smiled at her. "There she is. Gorgeous isn't she?"

Jane shivered, as the crowd of men and women yelled and raised their hands in the air. She stood still despite her first instinct to flee.

"Tattoos." Tyler hissed from the sidelines.

Enzo took her arm and turned her back to the crowd. He swept her curls aside and pushed down the flimsy top to expose her back to the crowd. Jane swallowed as their shouts went even louder.

After a humiliating seven minutes of being gawked at Jane awaited her fate. Her friends she had made in the room had sold already. Elena to a Damon Salvatore, Bonnie to Enzo, they had bumped heads at first but Jane had seen the love between them, and Caroline to Stefan Salvatore. Now it was just her and a few girls that she didn't really know. They had come from different villages. Jane had taken the place of Amelia who she didn't want to be separated from her children. Amelia was such a nice girl. Jane was doing this to help her parents who were both sick. She was promised that they would be seen too if she agreed to be auctioned off.

So now she sat in wait. The waiting was worse than anything. She didn't know what to expect, she just had to hope that she wasn't going anywhere bad. There were a deadly group of vampires that took slaves often. The Mikaelsons. Jane swallowed nervously, tugging at her corseted dress.

The Mikaelsons were ruthless. They were the vampire royalty of the entire country and they took their jobs seriously. The eldest was Finn, but rumor had it he had taken a wife, Sage, and they now traveled the world. Next was Elijah, but he wasn't as scary as the rest. At least that's what she had heard. Kol the destructive. At least three times a month he was responsible for some rampage in a village, apparently he couldn't be tamed. Then there was Rebekah the beautiful. Many had tried to court her but all failed her tests or perhaps her elder brother's tests, that was the rumor. And finally there was Klaus Mikaelson. The middle child of the five siblings. He was the deadliest, the scariest and apparently was part wolf. A hybrid. Something out of a nightmare. She probably deserved him though, she wasn't as pure as everyone thought. She had been touched before felt the pain of being jabbed with a man's fingers, it was a secret she had kept from her family for a long time.

"Jane, you've been sold." Tyler stated, opening the door. She nodded and smoothed down her dress the best she could. Be polite, be kind. Her mother had told her and she intended to be even if it killed her. "I have to warn you…" He said grimly, as he escorted her down the hallway. "I didn't want this for you. You're my friend, but apparently you were someone's favorite as well."

"Who-" Her voice died and he smiled sympathetically.

"The Lord Elijah Mikaelson. He bought you for his brother, Lord Klaus."

Jane nodded, trying not to look nervous. "That's…nice of him to do for his brother."

"Be careful, Jane. They're all crazy." Tyler warned her and opened another door.

A dark haired man stood near a table, his whole demeanor relaxed. Jane felt a bit better knowing that he wasn't about to attack her or something. He gave her a reassuring smile and she gave one back hesitantly.

"Miss Evans." He greeted with a nod of his head. He was polite and obviously had manners, but that made Jane nervous. Growing up in a small village of fisherman, farmers, and bread bakers there was no time for etiquette and this lacy dress she had been made to wear…Was too complicated for her to even try to replicate on her own or even try to wear on her own. A cranky old woman had helped her tie the corset strings. "Our carriage has just arrived." She looked to where he was nodding and almost gasped aloud.

The carriage was a beautiful rose-gold and looked like something out of one of her fairy tale books. Four white and grey horses were at the lead. She had always liked horses.

Elijah watched her light up with fascination and had a moment to reflect upon his hasty decision to buy her. She was young, innocent. Klaus had been known to harm his playmates, his companions. Not all the time on purpose, but his brother's rage knew no bounds. He would hate to be responsible for such a horrid thing to happen to the delicate girl.

The carriage ride was silent for a few minutes, Jane was practically glued to the door, trying to see anything and everything through the small square. Elijah almost chuckled and reached out to steady her when they hit a bump.

"Careful." He told her and she flushed, settling back in her seat. "Now, I assume that no one told you anything about what is to occur?" She hesitated and he smiled. "It's all right, I spoke to young Mr. Lockwood, he told me that you weren't the usual."

"Oh." She murmured and bit her lip, before sitting up straight and he admired her bravery. "No, I know a bit."

"Very well, we'll start with your questions first. I know you must have them."

"You bought me for your brother…Why, my Lord?"

"A birthday present. He's been a bit depressed lately." He looked at her sharply. "I would advise you not to mention that fact." She nodded rapidly, twisting her fingers in her lap. "You may call me Elijah when it just the two of us." He smiled at her. "I would prefer it." She smiled back hesitantly.

"Um…What-What am I supposed to do?"

"Anything he asks." Elijah stated seriously. "He's not a completely ruthless man. He'll not harm you, your first night here." She nodded again, taking a deep breath. He smiled at her.

"I don't know anything about…etiquette." She said, a red tinge to her cheeks. "But I can sew. My mother taught me. I caught a fish once, but I don't think that would be very useful." Elijah chuckled.

"No, I think not." He tilted his head. "What else can you do?"

"I can read and write. My handwriting is not very elegant. So…dictation may be out of the question."

"My brother has Camille for that. She is his personal biographer. She comes once a week to write the events of his life."

"I've never played an instrument or sang. I do not think I have the voice for it."

"Can you dance?"

"I can try." She offered and he nodded.

"What else?"

"I can bake bread…sort of. The last batch didn't turn out so well. my parents were bakers and I…I don't think I inherited their ability to not burn things." Elijah's mouth twitched in amusement. Perhaps he had been correct in buying her for Niklaus.

"I don't think you'll be sent to the kitchen except perhaps to bring my brother his meals occasionally."

"Oh, good." She said. "I'm not good at cooking at all."

Elijah chuckled. "Now, we must get a few things out of the way. My brother has rules for his…companions. He will explain those to you." Red-tinged her cheeks, but she only nodded once. "But there are also household rules, which you will abide by." Jane nodded seriously, worrying her bottom lip. "The attic and the basement are off limits unless told otherwise. The library and the garden are free for you to visit whenever you like. My siblings can be a bit temperamental. Rebekah doesn't like the slaves we buy so I'd advise you not to cross her and if she asks you to do something, use good judgment. You may ask me if you are unsure. Kol is volatile. He comes and goes when he pleases and can be at times…unsavory. If he should touch you or harm you in any way, you will inform me first before telling Niklaus. We tend to have different means of what is to go on in our household."

"That being said…If you do not obey these rules or the rules my brother will give you…you will be punished. And we all have different methods." Jane bit her lip, but nodded. telling herself that she would have to be strong and do whatever they want. "I'd like to get back to a more pleasant topic. Do you have siblings?"

"No. It's just me…My mother and father became ill. I needed to support them so I…I volunteered to take a girl's place in the auction. They are being cared for now, but I know it's not nearly enough."

Elijah's face softened. "You sacrificed your freedom to help them and yet…you have no hope they will live. Why then? Why do this?"

"The girl, Amelia, she…She was younger than me. She…She has children and they needed her. I couldn't let her be parted from them." Jane admitted.

"You are a very brave girl." He told her. He glanced out the little cut out window and smiled. "We are arriving." Jane moved over to the window again and gasped aloud. It was a very large estate and she could see huge trees and lush bushes on the inside of the iron gated fence, going far off and out of sight. The mansion itself was a sight to behold and was at least four stories, not including the highest windows to what she assumed was the forbidden attic.

"It's beautiful. Just like a castle." She said excitedly. "What is that?" She asked and he looked at what she was pointing at. A large grey elephant was wandering about the front lawn.

"Something of Kol's I'm sure. It's an elephant."

"What is he doing with it? Does it have a name? May I pet it?"

"Perhaps you may come and see it later." He said his mouth twitching in amusement again. This girl was a bit more talkative now and he had feeling he would not have problem with Rebekah with this one.

"I have one more question…Will I have to wash all of those windows?"

Elijah laughed aloud and he honestly couldn't remember the last time he had.

"No, my dear. I'm afraid you wouldn't quite reach them." Jane scowled slightly and he smirked. Yes, his brother will like this one.

The door to the carriage opened and a dark-skinned, handsome man greeted them, though he wasn't the one who opened the door. A lanky youth stood off to the side.

"Elijah." He nodded.

"Evening, Master Marcellus. Has my brother arrived home yet?"

"He'll be here in time for dinner. I see Kol has been busy."

"He's already bought a tiger to go with his wild animal collection. I don't know what he expects to do with an elephant."

"A tiger?" Jane squeaked and they looked at her. Elijah had almost forgotten she was there. He offered her his hand to take so she could get out of the carriage.

"Oh, is this pretty one yours?" Marcellus asked, smiling at her. Jane felt a bit uncomfortable.

"She's a gift for Niklaus."

"Lucky man. She's beautiful." He took her hand and kissed the back of it. "Enchante." Jane flushed a bit.

Elijah led her up the wide steps and into the lavish foyer.

"Oh…its beautiful." Jane breathed, looking up at the sparkling crystal chandelier. She suddenly felt inadequate in her rather plain cream colored dress. She was sure she looked horrid among such pretty, sparkly things. There were paintings hung on the wall and she found herself drawn to one. It was a painting of the ocean, waves crashing along the rocks on a lonely sandy beach.

Elijah turned to see what Marcel was chuckling about and smiled. Feeling eyes on her, she turned and saw them waiting for her further up the hall. She flushed red and hurried after them.

"Sorry. I've just never seen the ocean depicted that way. It's lovely and a little lonely."

"That's quite all right. I'll be sure to let Niklaus know you enjoy it so."

She looked at him with wide eyes. "He painted that? It's amazing. Did he picture it in his mind or was he there to see it?"

"You'll have to ask him." Elijah murmured in amusement and she quieted as they resumed walking. He figured she was getting nervous again.

They came to a flight of stairs and Jane followed them, her head turning this way and that to see everything. Elijah kept a hand at her elbow, afraid that she'd fall if she kept turning. He supposed she was positive she'd never see those things again so soon and he knew that to be true at least for a while.

"This is your room." He told her and opened the door. Jane went inside and looked around at the green and cream colored room. The bed looked huge and soft and soft creamy color and looked as though it might swallow her if she got in it. There was a large dresser and a vanity both already having things to accommodate her. brushes, perfumes, ribbons, etc. Everything a girl could ever want or need.

"You'll not need for anything. Unless something is to your dissatisfaction."

"All this is really mine?" She asked in awe, picking up a perfume bottle and sniffing the scent. "I don't even think I could find a thing to be dissatisfying." Jane opened a door. There was a huge tub for her to bathe in. She had her very own bathroom.

"She's different than the ones before." Marcel murmured to Elijah as Jane explored the bathing room. She was testing the water coming from the pipes like a curious child. "Are you thinking she could finally get through to him?"

"It's hot." She beamed at them. "I didn't know the hot water could come from these too."

"No. She's not." Elijah agreed. "Which is precisely why I think she will. Miss Evans, Marcellus and I have to see to something before dinner. A maid will be in later to help you change and get you ready."

"Okay." She nodded and sat gingerly on the edge of the bed. She sank down and squeaked. "Um, I guess I'll sit here."

Marcel hid a laugh in his sleeve and Elijah smirked.

"Yes, you do that."

The two of them left the room, but as they were leaving Elijah turned to her. "I'm going to lock you in, I don't want you wandering and getting lost." She looked worried a moment and then nodded once in understanding. Elijah smiled and shut the door. She heard the lock click and bit her lip a moment before bouncing on the bed. She giggled at the fluffiness.

Jane turned from making faces at herself in the vanity mirror at the sound of the lock turning. In came in a maid who looked disturbingly like Elena, only this version looked aggressive. She was dressed in a very provocative dress, the color of dried blood.

"My name is Katherine and you will do what I say, got it?"

Jane nodded, wide eyed. "Now get in the bathroom and get undressed. And be quick, I have to work fast." After being fussed at for hiding herself and being told that it was dumb to be so modest when she had seen everything before, Jane was ushered into the heated, vanilla scented, water.

Katherine scrubbed at her skin until it was pink and tingly and then almost drowned her trying to wash her hair.

After that Jane was shoved into a towel and a robe and another towel around her head and pushed out into the bedroom. Katherine shoved open the closet door and disappeared. Curious, Jane peered inside.

"Oh." She stated, seeing all of the different colored clothing. Dresses both modest and not, hung on the racks and there were dozens of shoes. Katherine pulled a dark green dress from the rack and picked up the matching shoes before coming out and Jane moved out of her way.

While Katherine was muttering and digging through the dresser drawers, Jane felt of the satin material of the dark green dress.

"Here." Jane turned and flushed she saw the garments in Katherine's hands. They were dark blue and slightly see through. The girl rolled her eyes, shaking her curly haired head. Her hair was in perfect ringlets and Jane was a bit envious of how perfect they were. "You have to wear them. Klaus will want you too. So you might as well get used to them." She helped Jane get the lacy and flimsy undergarment top on, adjusting it to keep her in place and Jane wasn't sure she liked how low it was. Katherine had been quick to point out that Lord Klaus liked cleavage. Jane suddenly felt faint. Elijah had said that he wouldn't hurt her, but that didn't necessarily mean anything and he did say it was only for this night. That means that the next night, and the next, and the next…He would be in here with her or she would be in his room. The fluffy bed didn't seem so safe anymore.

Katherine noted her expression and her faced softened a bit.

"I was nervous my first time too." She replied. "But just remember…If you disobey him or displease him, it'll get worse. So you better do what he says. You do that and he won't hurt you so much."

Jane nodded once. "Who-"

"Lord Elijah." She told her indifferently. "Now, turn around and hold onto the bed post. I have to tie your corset strings." She tugged and instructed Jane to suck in a breath. The strings were pulled tighter and she was handed a pair of white elbow length gloves.

Katherine fixed her hair, twisting it into a braided bun at the base of her neck, a few curls hanging loose. Her curls weren't like Katherine's, but they were still somewhat pretty. Next came her makeup. When Katherine deemed her presentable, she helped Jane into her shoes.

"There. As good as can be."

There was a knock at the door and Katherine opened it, curtsying to Elijah. He smiled at her, a secret smile, Jane noted, and then his eyes were on her.

"She looks beautiful." Elijah murmured. "Thank you, Katerina." Her name rolled off his tongue in a way that made Katherine blush faintly. Elijah nodded at her. "Please see to it that she is waiting in the study after dinner. And see to it that she has her dinner."

"Yes, master." She told him and he stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. He backed away and went down the hall.

Jane hurried after Katherine as they went down the stairs and then down the hall. She could hear loud talking coming from one of the rooms and Katherine steered her into another room.

"Sit there." Jane sat on the cushioned stool in front of the fireplace and Katherine pushed at her head. "Keep your head down and don't look up unless he wants to look at you, understand?" Jane nodded, swallowing hard. "Eyes on the floor, until he tells you to look at him. Even if he tilts your head up, turns you left and right, eyes on the rug until he demands you to look at him. And he demands a lot." She added the last part dryly. "Hands in your lap, tuck your legs here, like this." Katherine positioned her and nodded. "Good. Just sit like that. Don't move."

The girl bit her lip slightly and then stopped. Katherine went to stand near the drink cart, where she began filling glasses with wine. Jane shut her eyes, telling herself over and over that this was to help her family. That this was the only way to help Amelia. Even if he hurt her, she had to let him. Her body shook with the fear that he'd touch her, but she had to endure it. You are here to help your family.

"Inside, ladies and gentlemen." Elijah's voice came from outside the door. "We'll be with you in a moment."

The doors to the study opened and in came several people. Some of them stopped what they were saying and began gasping and 'oohing' and 'ahhing' about her.

"Don't keep me in suspense, brother." A voice stated. This one smooth and dark, sinful almost, at the same time. It made her toes curl in her shoes. "What is all this about a birthday gift?" The doors opened again and feet strode across the oriental rugs towards her. Her heart raced and blood pounded her in her ears. It seemed so loud and she strained to hear if he was speaking.

"Who is this?" He asked quietly.

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