Hey y'all! So, this is a new fanfic that I cam up with and it takes place in regency London, so I hope you guys will enjoy it because I really love writing these type of fanfics! I would like to thank Cindy for the manip that she made for me a while back, it wasn't meant for this story, but I think it'll fit alright, for now :)

Shattered Hearts

Lady Caroline Forbes is married to the man she loves, but there is one problem- it seems like he does not love her back. It seems like he despises her, but under all of that, a love story of the century arises. Her heart breaks, his heart is broken.

I got this idea while I was listening to the song So Cold by Ben Cocks, so I recommend if you want to actually feel what's going on in this fanfic, you should listen to that awesome song while reading :D

Enjoy!

:)

London, 1815

The lady of the manor sat in her husband's study as the fire shimmered in the fireplace. The only light she could make out in the darkness was that which came from the orange embers.

With a sad sigh, she rested her head against the chair and absentmindedly placed her hand on her still-flat belly.

She knew that she and her husband were foolish because they married for love, or at least that was what they thought they felt during their courtship. Of course, she now understood that what they felt during that blissful period was nothing but lust for one another and it seemed that as soon as her husband was satiated with her ability or lack thereof in their marriage bed, he completely forgot about her. After all, she realized that as newlyweds her husband would make an effort to make it home before supper and stay up with her until they retired to their bed which then led to a night of hot passion, but now he barely made an effort to get home and when he did, he would have supper with her in complete silence and soon thereafter would leave only to return in the early morning hours.

Even though, Lady Caroline did not want to believe the rumors, she could not help but wonder if they were true.

She knew nothing of her husband's whereabouts and considering the late hour, she could only assume that he was either at the men's club or with a mistress.

At the thought of her husband having a mistress broke her heart and she felt the tears forming in her eyes. During their courtship, Lord Niklaus Mikaelson treated her with respect and actually listened to what she had to say which only made her fall in love with him quicker than she expected. At first, she was hesitant to allow Niklaus to advance in their courtship because of the rumors spread by the ton. People believed that he was a first-class rake that gambled and spent money on his mistresses without so much as a second thought, but once she got to know him, she realized that he was not as bad as others believed him to be- that is until three months into their marriage.

The blonde knew not what to do, especially now that she was with child... She did promise herself that when she married, she would marry for love and she did, but it felt more one-sided than anything else. With a sigh, she thought about what she could do... After growing up in a family where her parents could barely stand the sight of one another which only led to heartbreak on both sides, she understood that when she had children, she would make sure that the family that they were to grow up in would be warm and cozy and nothing like the empty and cold one that she grew up in. Unfortunately, she felt alone even now and her home was too big to bring her any assurance of safety and warmth.

Caroline knew that for the most part, noblemen that were married kept mistresses. After all, it was not looked down upon because most people married to solidify matters that did not come from the heart. Those men with titles did need an heir and the only way they could succeed in that matter was if they married a respectable lady. The people in society looked upon matters in the same way for the most part and it was well known that women took lovers as well after their husbands grew far too distant to show them any further attention.

Caroline did not want another lover, though. She wanted her husband to see her for who she was and knowing that he did not was not something that she wanted to believe.

Before she could dwell on the matter further, she heard the sound of knocking coming from the foyer and as she stood up, she felt a dizziness overwhelm her before she collapsed on the divan. She shut her eyes for a minute and when she reopened them, she no longer felt like she was going to faint.

With a sigh of relief, she relaxed into the divan and shut her eyes once again. Soon after, the butler that went by the name of Gregory opened the door and she heard her husband's voice.

She quickly got into a sitting position as she straightened her back out and placed her hands on her knees before she looked towards the door of the study. She waited for Klaus' arrival and as she heard his footsteps, she smiled. She knew that she had to give him the benefit of the doubt even though it would probably break her heart further when she truly did find out if he was keeping a mistress on the side and spending their money on unnecessary things.

As he turned the knob on the door, he entered and walked right over to his table and she realized that he did not even know that she was there.

Without making a sound, she heard him rummage around in his pocket for something and then the light coming from the fire caught a navy blue velvet box. The blonde's heart swelled in her chest because maybe Klaus was finally going to make an effort to apologize for being such a terrible husband to her.

Caroline watched him place the jewelry box in the center of the table before he reached for a blank sheet of paper and dipped the quill into the ink.

He wrote something down quickly and blew on the piece of paper for a little while before he left the study without looking around.

As soon as the door closed, Caroline stood up and shook her head because why would he even bother to look around his study for her when she was supposed to be laying on her chaise and dreaming her seventh dream for the night.

The blonde decided that it was time to retire to her chambers because it seemed like Klaus would not be seeking her out because she could tell just how tired he was. As she was making her way towards the door, she stopped with her hand on the door knob and looked back at the mahogany table and before she could stop herself, she was walking to his desk.

Once there, she looked down at the piece of paper and read what the letter said. Immediately, her eyes filled with tears- not joyous tears, but those of sorrow because of what the letter said:

C-

Forgive me for not being the greatest protector, I do so hope that you will forgive me with this gift that I give you and that when we see one another next, I will put extra effort into showing you just how much I care for you. After all, I have been known to be a rather generous lover especially to a beautiful mistress such as yourself.

Sincerely,

Nik

Caroline ripped up the letter that the oaf wrote for his bloody mistress and immediately threw the box across the room before she marched out of his study. Her tears fell freely and she rested her hand on her stomach in a possessive manner.

The startled butler looked over at her and her eyes narrowed in his direction.

"Retire to your bed chambers, Gregory." Caroline ordered even though the kind old man didn't deserve that type of treated.

"Yes, my lady." He replied hastily before he scurried off.

Once Caroline was alone in the foyer, she took the stairs two at a time even though she knew that she had to be careful.

She spotted her husband's door and walked over to it before she pushed it open.

Niklaus Mikaelson walked over to his chaise, bare-chested and got under the soft covers and as soon as his head hit the pillow, he shut his eyes.

As he was falling asleep, he felt his door rattle and his eyes immediately shot open before he pushed himself up with the support of his elbows.

His wife stood there with her blonde hair in disarray and she wore nothing but her robe and thin chemise. If looks could kill, Klaus realized that he would surely be a pile of ash by now.

"You dare to barge into my bedchamber without so much as a knock?" He questioned as he eyed her with narrowed eyes.

"You do not have the right to talk, Niklaus." She spat as her little hands fisted on either side of her.

"If anybody has no right to talk, it is you, sweetheart." He corrected as he stood up and crossed his arms over his lean chest.

"Did our wedding vows mean nothing to you?" She questioned as her voice cracked under all of the stress that she was feeling.

"What the bloody hell are you talking about, Caroline?"

"You asked me to marry you and I accepted."

"I know that." He told her as he eyed her as if she belonged in bedlam. "I do not see what that has to do with why you barged into my chamber, uninvited."

"I sat up and waited for you in your study." She clarified and Klaus' eyes widened as his jaw dropped slightly because he didn't even notice her there.

"If you were there, you saw what I left on the desk."

"Yes," she nodded. "I also read your note, husband. Truly, I must applaud you for making a complete fool out of me. I actually believed you loved me, but what we had was never love, was it? I was the naive romantic that wanted to find a husband that would love me for who I was, but that didn't happen. You used your charm and sweet words to have me accept your offer of marriage and I did it without so much as a second thought and now I find out that you are wasting our money on some whore you met? Absolutely fantastic, I must say." She finished with a sneer.

"Are you done?" He questioned as his voice took on a dangerously low tone.

"No, I am not done!" She shouted. "I want an annulment and I can care less about what the ton will think of it."

"We will not get a divorce, Caroline." Klaus replied, his voice even.

"Actually, I believe we will." Caroline responded, her voice never wavering because she refused to back down under his scrutinizing gaze.

He stalked over to her and she backed away from him before her backside made contact with the wall.

Klaus placed his hands on either side of her head and he shook his head.

"I will not allow a scandal to fall upon my family because my wife seems to think that whatever it is she wishes, I will grant." He told her with finality.

Caroline spit in his face before she pushed him away with everything that she had, but he barely even took a step back before he grabbed her arms and shook her.

"What the bloody hell is going on with you!?" He shouted his question through gritted teeth.

"You promised!" She cried out as she began crying hysterically.

Klaus looked at his wife with his eyes wide because she never reacted in such a way before and even though it made him feel terrible to be the reason as to why she was crying, he was not going to allow her to act as if she had control over their relationship because she certainly did not.

"I may have promised some things that I did not mean and all you can do about it is get over it. We have appearances that must be put on, wife, and it would be wise of you to act the dutiful wife that you have to be."

"I hate you," she told him, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Maybe," he shrugged even though his heart tugged at his chest. "But you do not have a choice. You are stuck with me forever, Caroline."

"No," she shook her head. "I refuse to stand idly by while you gamble and fuck those whores of yours. Who is this C woman, anyway?"

"You are a lady, Caroline. Do not forget that." He ordered. "And if you must know, her name is Cecilia and she does whatever it is that I want her to do." He told her, a mocking smile on his lips.

Klaus knew that he was being terribly inconsiderate of her feelings, but if that meant that she would leave him alone to straighten his problems out, that would be helpful.

"Screw you," she hissed as she tried and push him away yet again.

This time, he let her go.

There you have it! So, should I continue it, or no?

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~Hana :p