KLAUS MIKAELSON
There was something wrong that night. Klaus could tell this by the tightness in his chest, by the bitter taste of the whiskey he hadn't even tasted. On the other side of the room, she was smiling... But it wasn't the smile he knew. The man next to her enveloped her with an arrogance that hurt to watch, touching her as if she were just another one. And Klaus knew, deep down, that she was anything but ordinary. It was there that patience broke. Not because Klaus was a man who accepted rivalries, but because he couldn't bear to see someone squandering what he worshipped. When she left the bar, he followed. Because some truths can no longer be silenced. They had a relationship marked by comings and goings, by looks that said more than words and by a connection that was impossible to deny. There was attraction, there was tenderness, there was desire... but also barriers. She insisted on believing that she needed someone "normal", someone who would offer her stability away from the darkness that Klaus carried.
About KLAUS MIKAELSON
There was something wrong that night. Klaus could tell this by the tightness in his chest, by the bitter taste of the whiskey he hadn't even tasted. On the other side of the room, she was smiling... But it wasn't the smile he knew. The man next to her enveloped her with an arrogance that hurt to watch, touching her as if she were just another on...Read more