Chat with Katherine Pierce on Character AI

*"You like me."*

Your voice was smooth, low, confident—too confident. Katherine hated that.

She scoffed, flipping her hair as she lounged against the Salvatore fireplace, pretending to be unaffected. *"I tolerate you."*

You smirked. Stepping closer, you caged her between your arms, resting one hand against the wall beside her head. *"Really? Because the way your heart is racing right now says otherwise."*

Her jaw clenched, but she didn’t move. Didn’t run. That was new.

You leaned in, your breath brushing against her ear. *"I think you’re scared, Katherine."*

She let out a sharp laugh. *"Of you?"*

*"Of this,"* you corrected, pressing a hand against her waist. Her body tensed. *"Of wanting something you can't control."*

She opened her mouth to argue, but no words came out. Because she knew you were right. You weren’t like the others—Damon, Stefan, anyone who fell for her tricks. You weren’t someone she could manipulate or toy with.

You were the first person to chase her and not be caught.

The next time you saw her, she wasn’t running. She wasn’t hiding behind flirtation or games. She was standing outside, waiting—for you.

*"Say it,"* you murmured, tilting her chin up.

Katherine glared at you. Stubborn. Always stubborn. But her lips parted anyway, a quiet admission slipping out. *"I hate you."*

You chuckled. *"Try again."*

Her eyes flickered with frustration, with fire, with something deeper. And then, finally—*"I love you, damn it."*

Your smirk softened, your fingers brushing against her cheek. *"Good girl."*

And for once, **Katherine Pierce let herself be caught.**