AN: Warning! This isn't a fluffy Klaroline fic, this is dark. Stop reading if you're under 18 or don't want to read smut.
Caroline looked at her reflection in the mirror while brushing her wet hair. She loved taking hot showers; it made her skin feel warm again. The coldness was one of the things she hated about being a vampire. She wouldn't have wanted to leave from the bathroom yet, but she had to get dressed, she had promised to meet Bonnie and Elena at the Grill, they needed to talk about the Original problem. Esther had failed so now they had to deal with all of them. There was especially one of them Caroline wouldn't have wanted to deal with, the damn hybrid and his stupid gifts. Couldn't he honestly get the hint, she wasn't interested, why would she be. He was a monster, he had killed Jenna and who knew how many other people. He could just burn in hell as far as she was concerned. With a sigh she left the moist warmth of the bathroom and went to her room a towel wrapped around her body. She stopped in the doorway when she saw someone standing next to her window, arms crossed looking outside. Klaus.
"What the hell?" Caroline snapped. "Get out!" He didn't move, he was just staring outside. "Close the door, love." he said, his voice held no emotion.
"Like hell…" Caroline swallowed the rest of her angry protest when he turned to look at her, she had never seen that kind of coldness in his eyes.
"I said; close the door." he snarled. "Or then I will do it myself but first I will go to your mother's room, again, and this time instead of compelling her to sleep, I will break her neck."
Caroline gasped in shock, she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "M-my mom's on vervain, you couldn't…"
"Do you really want to call my bluff?" he asked darkly. "Fine."
"No!" Caroline shouted when he flashed towards the door, she managed to slam it shut just in time. He smiled, his expression triumphant.
"Smart girl."
Caroline was too angry to be really frightened by him, not yet, but all her senses screamed warnings at her. This wasn't the Klaus who had drawn her pictures of horses. He was standing too close to her, his eyes observing her body the way that made her shiver.
"What do you want?" she asked, trying to sound confident. His eyes finally met hers, his piercing gaze made her to take a step back. "You betrayed me, love." he said, his eyes burning holes in her very soul. "That is not something I take lightly."
She tried to grab the doorknob, but she didn't really stand a chance, she knew she couldn't run from him. "Ah, ah." he tut, she flashed across the room, getting into a defensive position. He grinned darkly, the next thing she realized was that she was being pinned against the wall, his body pressing on hers. She was scared now, he had gone crazy. "Klaus…"
"Hush, love." he commanded, pressing his index finger on her lips. "You have been a very naughty girl and do you know what I do to naughty girls? I punish them." His tone was taunting, seductive, sending shivers up her spine. She would have never admitted it even to herself, but she felt tingling between her legs, his masculine scent was intoxicating. How could this turn her on, what was wrong with her? "Fuck you!" she snapped, finding her courage again.
He laughed, his hand taking a hold of her towel. "If you insist."