𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔙𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔇𝔦𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 ℑ𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰

Klaus

"Don't care." I say ever so casually while dangling my foot. I'm sealed away in this small living room with Klaus freaking Mikaelson and he is hell bent on getting me to talk to him. He sits down close to me, leaving against the couches back rest.

"You should, Love." He over uses this pet name he has given to every women that he has any sort of attraction towards.

"And why's that?"I don't even face him, hoping he would get the memo. Maybe he has but he just doesn't care because how can a thousand year old vampire be so damn clueless?

"Because I can easily kill you in two different ways. I could be fast about it and rip your heart out or I could bite you and let the affects of a werewolf bite take place." He lists out why I should give him attention.

"Would you really kill me?" I finally face him, tilting my head ever so slightly.

"I wouldn't need to if you were mine."