-3rd person's P.O.V-

The forest in her eyes focused on the darkness that surrounded her body and blinded her from seeing past the faint light given from the moon.

Paulina yawned, rubbing her eyes and trying to focus on the sounds that woke her up.

Upon understanding more clearly what had gotten her out of the slumber? She quickly jumps out of bed and crouches down to the drawer.

She takes out the black pistol with a silver line and silently loads it. If this was an intruder, they better have a good excuse to break into her home.

Paulina was sure she had put the security code to lock the house, so how did the person enter without her knowing? She will soon find out.

Her warm feet hit the cold ground of expensive tiles and opens the black door. A door that had drawings engraved in them made by hand. A very talented man with enough strength to do all this beauty. She still remembers the passion he's made it with.

As she stays in an alert position, walks down the dark hallway she had only a few hours ago walked by. The frames on the walls made it obvious that she had someone else living with her, but he wasn't home.

The stairs weren't that long, so when she stepped into the living room a feeling in her heart hit her rib cage like crazy in suspense.

Paulina couldn't know what would happen next. She was no psychic. She was human and all she had to defend herself were her fighting skill and the gun with fifteen bullets waiting to be used.

The brunette hopes she doesn't have to use any of the deadly bullets, but she will if she has to.

The noise came from the kitchen and so she continued towards it. Slow and small steps to be careful. Pushes back her hair from giving her blinding spots.

It was a mess from turning in her sleep.

Whoever was in the kitchen, sure was a messy and loud thief. Probably a newbie trying to rob for the first time. Although, they must be smart to surpass her security system.

Her back against the wall to prepare herself; takes a deep breath before stepping out and into the light.

"Freeze or I'll shoot!"

Her strong and demanding voice made the figure paralyze as the big torso stared back at her. It was a man, you could see it in the muscles and the body build. A tall man that was one head over her and broad shoulders.

For a moment she thought of shooting, but when the man chuckled, her ears perked up and her eyes blinked back surprised.

"I come home to you pointing a gun at me now, my love?" that was all the man needed to say for her to literally drop the gun to the floor and lounge herself forward into his arms.

He catches her with ease and happiness.

"¡Nik, ay por Dios! ¡Eres tú, mi amor!/Nik, oh my God! It's you, my love!" she starts screaming in Spanish showing the excitement. Part of her exceeding relief it was just him.

Finally she was in his arms within his warmth after so long.

Klaus Mikaelson could only think of one thing when he held her. Complete. He felt whole with her at arm's reach and straddling him as she will never let go because if she did, she would disappear.

The Hybrid adored the feeling.

He loved the idea of her needing him to be this close. It made him feel wanted which was what he's craved so much his whole life.

His chuckle caused her to feel the vibrations on her chest and she buried her face in his neck while he nuzzled his in hers. The married couple embraced each other for so long it felt like hours, but truly it had only been six minutes.

Paulina pulls back, but doesn't allow him to drop her just yet. Looking at his face she peppered him with kisses all over as he laughed feeling it be a little ticklish.

"Don't," she kisses his forehead. "Ever," his nose, "Leave," his left cheek. "Me," his right cheek. "Again!" and finally his lips.

Oh, those lips she's learned so well and has never gotten enough of.

Klaus pulled her body closer to his like that was even possible and let her warm lips fill his as they moved in the well known and never ending rhythm they created.

The only light source was from the light bulb above them meanwhile the rest of the house remained dark.

Paulina can't help smile into the kiss mumbling an 'I love you' in Spanish to him.

He knew that whenever she was experiencing too much of an emotion, she'd speak her native tongue. Spanish, her first language.

Surly one he's always up to hear.

Klaus whispered it back to her and set her down on the kitchen counter. "I missed you." he whispers trying to kiss her again.

Everything went down the drain when Paulina realized what she was doing and how this wasn't what she planned when he first left.

The words "I missed you." triggering her anger.

"¡Pendejo, hijo de tu madre!/Idiot, son of your mom!" she hopped off the counter and crossed her arms turning to him with a frown.

Klaus gave her a confused look. "What happened?" he asks her.

The woman looks stunned and scoffs.

"What happened?" she mocks and mumbles a little more mockery. "Here's what happens," she prepares to scold him. "Nosotros hicimos un juramento, Nik. Prometimos amarnos y siempre estar el uno para el otro, pero tú desapareciste por tres meses. ¡Tres meses, carajo! Estaba preocupada ¿y no me pudiste decir antes? Ósea me llamas mientras ya estás en camino a Nueva Orleans para decirme que tienes que regresar. ¡Me tenías histérica!/We swore an oath, Nik. We promised to love and always be there for each other, but you disappeared for three months. Three months, damn it! I was worried and you couldn't tell me before? I mean, you call me while you're already on your way to New Orleans to tell me you have to go back. You had me hysterical!"

Klaus was glad to have learned Spanish during his many centuries. If not, he'd be lost completely on what she was saying. He wished he didn't know because then he wouldn't have to explain why?

He sighs looking guilty as her big green eyes do that thing where she makes him feel guilty and she looks like the victim. Often she was right about this, but still, that look always made him vulnerable.

"I'm sorry, Paulina," he tries to put his arms around her, but she turns her back to him. "I'm very sorry, love."

Yes, she was being a little over the top, but if she wasn't then how would he learn to not do it again? He was gone for three months leaving her alone in this house.

Her heart swelled because all she wanted to do was hug him and never let him pull stunt again, but her brain was telling her to keep giving him the cold shoulder because he made her almost have insomnia in worry.

The Original Hybrid snakes his arms around her waist and rests his chin on her shoulder. Paulina didn't give in, though. She kept looking at the wall.

Klaus smirks knowing exactly what to do when she gets all upset at him. He grazed his lips over the warm skin on her neck and gave it a light kiss.

Paulina felt herself shiver, but maintained her ground. She was not letting him get away with this so easily.

"Forgive me, please." he whispers in a deep and raspy voice that always gets her knees weak.

However, not this time. No, she was not letting him get his way.

He could smell and hear the blood pumping through her veins that trace down her neck. Klaus tightens his grip around her causing her to let out a startled squeal and gulps down when his fangs run over her delicate vein.

"Paulina," he whispers. "Forgive me...please." the voice was so seductive she really started to feel her knees give out.

The agent wanted so hard to keep mad at him, yet he was making it an impossible task.

His hands tighten the hem of her light blue satin and lace pajamas. A shaky breath comes out of her. "Stop that..." she tries pushing his hand away, but he only puts them back in place over her lower waist.

This teasing was killing her and he was enjoying it. She wouldn't last long without giving in to his wicked games.

The tickle from the lightest brush of his fangs over her neck caused her to close her eyes and move her head to the side exposing her flesh to his predator teeth.

He watches as she unwillingly begs for him to do it. The dirty-blonde man was also dying to have a taste of the crimson liquid that runs inside her. She was the most exquisite human he's ever had. Once he tried her he wouldn't let her go.

As the couple feels the sexual tension fall hard down on them, Paulina couldn't anymore.

He won, he always wins.

"Okay, just freaking do it already." she growls desperately for him to taste her.

He kisses down on her neck pushing all the hair to her other shoulder. "I thought you were mad." he was still teasing her and she hated it.

"I am," her legs shut close as she gripped his arms. "But one bite won't hurt."

Klaus was tempted, incredibly tempted to take a bite. Ever since the first time he fed on her he couldn't find anyone else with better flavor. Every time he had the chance and her permission, he'd do it.

Even when it was she who wanted it.

Having enough himself, Klaus slowly leaves a wet kiss over the place he'd usually feed off; one from the few he loves and gently, but unhurriedly sinks his lethal fangs down into her fair skin.

Her mouth gasps open and her eyes shut close in the second lasting pain, only for it to transform into pleasure.

Klaus drinks down the warm liquid from his wife feeling her body shiver. He felt proud this was an effect he kept having on her even after years together.

It's euphoric how his touch sent electricity through her body then ignited in flames.

A moan escaped her as she bites down her lips not wanting to give him the satisfaction of hearing her enjoy it. It was enough with him knowing she did, he didn't need to hear it.

His ego would only grow bigger.

Upon her suppressing the sounds he loved to listen, he stops and takes out the fangs. The moment he did she didn't see stars anymore.

Paulina craved to see them shine again.

"I'm taking a shower. I had a long ride." he smirks as he kisses her neck watching the area become a little swollen. Later he'll consider if to give her his blood to heal.

Paulina turns around still a little dizzy, but confused. "What? Really?" she seems amused.

This brings him humor.

"Well, yes. I feel like I need to get New Orleans off me." he didn't, all he was doing was teasing her.

Again.

The brunette scoffs before stomping her feet towards bedroom they shared. "¡Eres una molestia!/You're annoying!"

Now how was she supposed to take away the turned on mood she was in? Klaus could help, but he wanted to shower and seemed too keen on leaving her undone.

The Hybrid laughs and it echoes through the whole house only making her angrier. He'll probably end up sleeping on the floor, but it was worth it. This way she knew that being mad at him was something impossible to last.

This was what he had been waiting to do for the past months. She was who he was needing to see and finally be under the same roof as her. The only thing keeping him sane at a distance from Paulina was Hope, his daughter.

However, Paulina wanted him and so did he. So he came back hoping for this visit home to last longer than before.

Hello peeps!!

What do we think of the first chapter? I've been thinking to make this book more mature than the others I've got. I mean, I have somehow grown since my last Klaus Mikaelson fanfic was done. I am editing some, but what I mean is starting from the very zero with a new book for him. It'll be a roller coaster, I promise. Although you must be patient as I don't update as often as before.

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