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"He walked into her heart like he always belonged there, took down her soul and lit it on fire."
The O'Connell parks her car car in front of the Mikaelson Mansion. Apparently Klaus Mikaelson asked her to come over to his home through a phone call and he sent her the address. The brunette refused to come obviously feeling rare and confused-why he has asked her to join. But the original tells her she must come or he will drags her ass himself. Arabella exhaled her breath before knocking the entrance door. Her eyes wanders around the Mansion. It was huge- it looks like a plenty of people can fit in here and although the walls looks old but it's still looks fancy and royalty. The brunette thoughts were interrupted when the door swung open revealing a pregnant Hayley Marshall giving her dry looks. "Who the hell are you?"
Arabella narrowed her eyes. "Hello Missy. No need to get all bitchy. I'm here because Klaus asks me to..." She says giving the same attitude.
"I didn't knew Klaus have friends." Hayley spoke.
Arabella realizes her tone was calmer than before. The brunette shakes her head. "I never say he's my friend." Arabella mumbled. "I'm Arabella by the way."
Hayley shook her hand and flashes her a tight smile. "Hayley. Come on in." Hayley tells her. She follows the pregnant werewolf entering the house. "So where's Klaus?"
"Follow me." Hayley leads her to the study room where Klaus is in it. Hayley swung the door open, "You have a guest." Hayley mutters leaving the two alone closing the door. Klaus averted his gaze on Arabella. "There you are."
"Yeah here I am." She slyly says. Klaus walked towards her gesturing her to seat, she plopped down crossing her leg. He grabs a bottle that contains bourbon and pouring it in the glass. The original held a two glass of bourbon, and handing it one to Arabella. "Thanks." She responds, sipping the drink.
Arabella places the drink on her thigh holding it with her left hand. "No offense, but I'm not sure why you've invited me here."
The hybrid glances at her, smirking. "Because I enjoys your company. And I sense that you have the capacity for understanding someone of my... complexity. You see, I returned to New Orleans to investigate a threat posed against me. What I found was a young woman, pregnant, in need of protection. My brother, always the do-gooder, tried to manipulate me into helping her he thought it might redeem me. Trouble is, I've since learned of another young woman a girl, really, one with vast potential held in captivity by a tyrant. I want to help both of these women protect one and free the other. So, tell me, Bella does that sound evil to you?"
"Wait.. Hayley is your baby's mama?"
He smirks at her and shrugs nonchalantly. "Well she's a liqoured fueled one night stand."
