Being a movie star is all glamour and privilege, right? Klaus Mikaelson: successful actor, admired by many, desired by thousands; he had everything he could have possibly wanted, except ... happiness. One night, while trying to escape his crazy life, he literally made a "right" turn, which led him to Elena. Could finding that happiness really be as easy as pie?

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A blood bag that's all I am to him. I've been kidnapped and tortured by a psychotic hybrid. I used to think Stockholm Syndrome was a myth, but now I'm not so sure. A Klena fanfic by: Klenadiaries