*Klaus's POV*

I sighed audibly. "Caroline these are my partners Vincenzo and his son, Angelo." I announced in a low growl still livid that those two morons interrupted my intimate moment with Caroline. I sat back in my chair and sat my head in the palm of my hand looking bored. I glared at my partners with fury clearly displayed in my eyes. "Speak." I growled. "If you've come here with the intention of proposing a business deal, I suggest you talk fast. You see, I was in the middle of something that I'd quite like to finish."

Caroline wrapped her arms around me from the back, her face only centimeters from mine. "Nik, you're making a scene." She whispered so quietly that only I could discern what she had said. Her breath tickled my ear making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose leaning back in my chair. "Save a life, Caroline." I grumbled lowly. Maybe I was overreacting but for some reason, she made me feel like a teenage boy the way that my hormones ran wild when I was with her, and being interrupted in the middle of what could have been our first kiss made me want to hurt someone. She looked at me with wide eyes full of confusion. "Get in my lap or I pounce on one of them." I demanded. What could I say? Just being close to her calmed me down. Her eyebrows shot into her hairline as she scrambled to position herself on top of me.

"Vincenzo, speak your piece." I glared at him. He stared at Angelo, urging him to inform me of the dilemma. "Well, Niklaus, we need more money if we are to proceed with our plans." Angelo explained paying more attention to the beautiful blonde on my lap than me, the man who he wished to seek money from. His eyes were trained on her as he licked his lips and bit down on his lower lip.

A low growl rumbled through my chest and up to my throat, scaring an unsuspecting Caroline who was too busy watching me to even notice Angelo undressing her with his eyes. She tensed at the sound emanating from my throat and looked at me with a shocked expression.

My anger was rising quickly. "Her name is Caroline, mate. Do you enjoy her?" I inquired trying to contain my fury. "Actually yes. She's very beautiful." He answered, testing me.

Caroline was becoming increasingly frantic. She pulled me closer to her and snuggled her head into the crook of my neck. "Nik, calm down." She pleaded quietly. "Whatever you say, sweetheart." I groaned quietly knowing that she was the only one who heard, and not wanting to scare her by dismembering Angelo in front of her. "What do you say, Caroline? Maybe you can leave here with me if old Niklaus isn't treating you right." He said winking at her.

That was the last straw. The only real option I had was to prove to this incessant fool that she was mine by throwing her onto the table and having my way with her right then and there-and I had contemplated it numerous times in the past twelve and a half minutes, only second guessing myself because I knew that she would never allow it. Deciding to settle for option number two (killing him), I got up, throwing Caroline into the seat that I formerly occupied and within half of a second, I was holding Angelo by his neck against the wall, feet dangling. "I-I'm s-s-so-sorry." Angelo cried, desperate for air. "Klaus!" my usually cheery Caroline screamed behind me. I tightened my grip around his neck. "I'm not going to kill you because she's asked me not to, but if I ever catch you so much as glancing in her direction, I will kill you." I promised. "Are we understood, mate?" I asked letting his body fall to the floor in front of me. He nodded profusely before running towards the exit with Vincenzo muttering apologies and following behind him.

I heard the pattering of small feet behind me. I turned to see Caroline in all of her glory. It was amazing how breathtaking she was. How she could change my mood instantly with just a bat of her eyelashes. I smiled softly at her. She smiled back before running into my arms and hugging me tightly. "I thought you were going to kill him." She giggled. "Me? Kill someone? My conscious wouldn't let me live it down." I replied innocently. She gasped playfully. "You're right. I have no clue what I was thinking. You're the most innocent hybrid I've met thus far." She smirked sarcastically. "Klaus, when are we going to New Orleans?" she asked pouting like a small child. I grinned. I couldn't wait to introduce her to my city. "How does tonight sound? We can leave whenever you'd like." I offered. She smiled at me. "Klaus, can I ask you something?" she questioned, her eyebrows knitting together. "Of course. Anything, love." I assured her. "Why do you, the most powerful being on earth -who could have any girl-, get jealous over little ol' me?" she frowned. "Ahhh… Caroline. There you go again, never seeing the beauty that I do. Quite honestly, sweetheart, I'm still convinced that one day I'll wake up only to find that this is a figment of my imagination. You know, Caroline, there is a whole world waiting for you, and I still find it inconceivable that you choose to spend your time with me." I answered. Her face instantly brightened. "Damn it, Niklaus. You always seem to know how to charm me." She grinned. "Well I do try." I smirked back. She giggled. "Let's go get packed. I'm ready to see your town." She said cheerfully.

*Caroline's POV*

We managed to get from Atlanta to New Orleans in a matter of hours. Klaus came over to my side of the car to open my door and help me out.

I stepped out of the Camaro, taking a look around at my surroundings. Klaus simply smiled at my awestricken face. "Enjoying the scenery, yet?" he asked. I nodded. "This is the French Quarter. At the time, my siblings and I had fallen in love with France and decided to name the quarter after it." He explained. "Come, sweetheart. I have someone that I'd like you to meet." He insisted as he intertwined our fingers once again, pulling me towards some kind of night club.

We stepped into the night club. It was dark and mysterious looking but at the same time, it was kind of peaceful. It was warm and inviting and had a certain allure about it, yet the dark hues-burgundies, browns, and blacks- made it almost…scary. There was a bar to the left and a stage right up front. Currently, a man about Klaus's size was on stage. He had coconut skin that perfectly complimented his milk chocolaty eyes. He was performing a karaoke version of some slow song that I had never heard of before but he had a rich, silky voice that intrigued me anyway.

As the man finished his song, Klaus whispered in my ear, "I'll fill you in later." I nodded understandingly and smiled politely when the man approached me. "Why, hello. Who do we have here, my sire?" the man asked. Klaus looked at him with respect in his eyes but I could hear the tiniest bit of rage coating his tone, however, it was disguised well enough that I was the only one who could sense his underlying hostility.

"This is Caroline. My…" he spoke, his voice dripping with uncertainty about what to call me. "Girlfriend." I finished for him. His head snapped to me quickly, a look of sheer confusion crossing his face. I winked, signaling that I'd explain later.

"Ahh, I'm Marcel." Said the mahogany skinned man as he shook my hand. "Pleased to meet you." I smiled. "The pleasure is all mine, darling." Marcel insisted bringing my hand to his lips to plant a soft kiss. I curtsied before taking my hand back and placing it on my hip. "I'm the king of this here city." Marcel bragged. I eyed Klaus out of the corner of my eye noticing how his lips pursed. I knew that expression. So that was where all of Nik's hostility was coming from. He'd definitely be explaining when we got back to the mansion that he'd had built for times like these when he wanted to visit or had business to take care of. "Well, mate, I just wanted to introduce you. Go back to entertaining the crowd." Klaus smiled- a smile that I knew was fake. Marcel raced back to the microphone that he'd abandoned minutes ago as the band started playing a new instrumental tune. Klaus and I turned towards the door.

As soon as we got completely of hearing range, Klaus began explaining. "When I got here days ago, I found Marcel taking over my role of Alpha in the Quarter. Needless to say, it angered me and now, I'm trying to find a way to take him down, but in order to do that, I must gain his full trust. He finished. I nodded. "Ok." I said simply. "That's all you have to say?" he asked disbelievingly. "Yeah, I trust you." I smiled, shrugging. "Well, you are my girlfriend. You should trust me." He grinned. "Shut the hell up. You didn't know what to say so I just said the first thing that came to my mind." He narrowed his eyes and slowly, that infamous half smile of his crept onto his lips. That look made me want to do sinful things to the boy, and I promised myself that one day I would let myself act out some of those fantasies.

Soon, we were parked outside of the mansion. I took in my surroundings. In vampire speed, I was out of the car marveling at the gorgeous sight in front of me, my mouth hanging wide open. I heard soft footsteps behind me. "Fine. Don't let me open your door like a chivalrous gentleman." Klaus huffed playfully, pushing his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

"Magnificent, isn't it?" He grinned widely. "Extremely." I answered, still at a loss for words. He turned to face me. "Still not as glorious as you, I'm afraid." he breathed in a raspy voice sending chills down my spine. I turned to stare at him. Never in life had I seen dark wash denim jeans, a blood red t- shirt, and a leather jacket look so good on anybody. He flashed in front of me in vampire speed and just stared for a moment. "You're stunning." He breathed. "You're hot." I whispered with a smile. He looked at me with a serious expression on his face, "May I?" he asked, his eyes twinkling as he licked his lips. "Please." I practically begged. He exhaled sharply before crashing his lips into mine roughly. Before I knew it, I was pressed against the front door of the mansion, wrapping my legs around his waist. He pressed his tongue against my bottom lip pushing the front door open and pinning me against the closest wall. I immediately granted him entrance and our tongues started battling for dominance over one another. He moved his mouth to my neck causing me to try to fight back a moan but when he let his vampire fangs come out and scrape against the skin that he had just kissed, I let his name escape my mouth. "Klaus!" I moaned as he nuzzled back into the crook of my neck. This just motivated him more. He began trailing kisses down my jaw. I groaned at what I was about to do. I shoved him away from me, staring into his eyes hungrily. I knew that if I let him go any further, I wouldn't stop. I tilted my head to the side. "That's all you're getting tonight, Nik." I winked before running up the stairs to my bedroom.

Well, the next few days were bound to be interesting. A sexually frustrated hybrid+ a sexually frustrated vampire was no laughing matter. If we had a few more run ins like that…I wouldn't be able to walk away. But then again…I wouldn't want to…

I haven't updated in a few days so I decided to make y'all a chapter that's a little longer than usual and spice things up a bit since y'all were so patient. So PLEASE review. Tell me what you think. This chapter was obviously the first kiss and all of my ideas from here on out are full of drama, romance, humor, and all that greatness. Review, Review, REVIEW. Feedback is always welcome and it'll get you updates a lot sooner ;)