HI THERE.

I've been dying to write boss/employee story for a long time. Until now. Even though I've two incompleted stories, I'll try and update this as soon as possible. As you can see everyone in this story is human. Gotta try writing human Klaus and Caroline. I'm loving it btw. Sorry for the mistakes. Make me happy and review please! Thanks.

Kisses~

I hate you truly. Truly I do.

Everything about me hates everything about you.

The flick of my wrist hates you.

The way I hold my pencil hates you.

The sound made by my tiniest bones were they trapped in

the jaws of a moray eel hates you.

Each corpuscle singing in its capillary hates you.

Chapter 1

She slept in. She fucking slept in!

Caroline knew this would happen. She knew she shouldn't have stayed up late watching her favorite show. Why didn't she listened when she reminded herself that she had to go to work? She took a quick shower and pulled out the nearest clothes that she could find. She didn't bother putting on her makeup. The day was going to suck. She got in her car when she remembered her shoes. Cursing, she went back to get her flat shoes. She dropped it on the next seat because she didn't want to waste any more time.

When Caroline thought it wouldn't get worse, it actually did. There was traffic and she suddenly wanted to scream. She leaned her head back on the seat and let out a long sigh. She avoided looking at her watch for the fifteen minutes she had been stuck in traffic. But then she was getting frustrated and annoyed. And she looked at the clock. Oh shit. Panic started to set in. She was twenty five minutes late. She took a deep breath, willing herself to calm down. Her boss was going to have her head. Literally. He hated lateness. Lateness was not a word found in the Klaus Mikaelson Dictionary. Along with heart and kindness. And the worse thing was that it was Wednesday. It was known that every wednesdays Klaus Mikaelson would be in a foul nasty mood. Everyone tries not to mess up, afraid of what happened to the previous people would happen to them also. She doesn't know what happened to them because she had not been working for him that long. But she was told that he fired his last secretary Jeanette because she put salt instead of sugar in his tea which she didn't in purpose. Jeanette had lost her uncle and he didn't even care. Of course he had slammed the door her face when she tried to explain why she had been so distracted.

Klaus Mikaelson was a jerk. A first class jerk. And she happens to be the first secretary he truly hated. Though the feeling was mutual. The first time she had started working for him, he mistook her as a prostitute and ordered the guards to throw her out. When he learned that she was his new secretary, instead of apologising like any boss would, he had demanded that she shouldn't wear such clothes. And that his company wasn't a place for a prostitutes. Caroline had been so angry. She was wearing a decent clothe that day! There was nothing wrong with it. His attitude had her ready to hire a hit man. The world would have been a better place without him

It took her almost ten minutes to finally get past the traffic. And by the time she made it to the office, she was officially forty minutes late. She would have called Klaus but she already knew he wouldn't pick her call. Right now he could be arranging an interview for a new secretary. She knew she was going to get shit for this, even though she had always come ten minutes early to work and had never been late once. Until today.

Caroline can't stand Klaus Mikaelson. He was the most self-centred, pompous git she had ever met in her life. She had listened to all of the other women in the office whisper and giggle about him because even she had to admit, he was drop-dead gorgeous. But you have to be a crazy person to lust after such a terrible man. A man who had no personality. What was the point of having such a beautiful face when there was such a massive ass attached to it? He was gorgeous and he knows it, that was how he got away with being such a jerk to everyone. Every woman in the building threw themselves at him, and he was too arrogant and conceited to even acknowledge it. Everyone but her that is. She was proud of herself on being the only one who never attempted to gain his attention.

The moment she step foot in the building, a lot of people gave her a sympathetic and disapproving looks. Some stopped working and focused their attention on her, talking amongst each other. Probably wondering what would happen if she walked into his highness' office. Ignoring them, she bravely walked toward the familiar door. Caroline can't deny it. She was feeling so scared. Her heart was beating loud enough to wake the dead. She knocked on his door before going in, silently praying that nothing was going to happen. Her boss was sitting in his black leather sofa with his legs crossed and his hands behind his head, looking as gorgeous and arrogant as usual, waiting for her. God, he must have been waiting for so long. Oh, crap.

She gulped.

Klaus didn't say anything. He just started at her with a blank face. Caroline doesn't like it when she is unable to read him. She nervously tucked her hair behind her ear and waited for him to say she was fired. She was strong, she wouldn't cry when he did. But he never fired her - or say anything. She watcheed him stood up from the sofa and went to sit on his chair. She bit her lip.

"Get me a cup of tea," he said calmly. She stood there rooted in her spot. She was so shocked. Did she hear him right? Did he actually said what she thought he said? "I said get me a cup of tea." She snapped out of it and nodded. She was so confused when she walked out of his office. Wasn't he going to fire her? Or would he after she gets his stupid tea? It was wednesday today, she sure of it so why was he acting so calm and collected. It was so strange and so unlike him.

Everyone was surprised and shocked when they saw her unharmed and not crying her eyes out like they expected the people who got fired to do. They started whispering to each other and once again, she ignored them. She got him a cup of coffee and made her way back to his office. She doesn't understand why he wanted tea instead of coffee. But she guess british people like tea more.

Caroline set the cup down in front of him and waited for him to say the word she knew he was going to say. Klaus didn't touch or attempt to take the cup of tea she had brought him.

"Get me another one." What? What was wrong with the one she just brought? He didn't even touch it and he wanted another one? What the hell was he playing at? But she can't ask him those questions. She nodded again and went back to get him another cup. She set the second cup on his table, frowned when she saw the first cup hadn't been touched. It was still there, where she had kept it. "Another."

"Excuse me?" She found herself saying.

"Get. Me. Another." It was the cold tone he used that had her rushing out of the office to get him another. How many cups does he want? She was fuming in anger by the time she places the third cup on his table.

"There. Can I go now?" she asked in annoyance. He shifted in his seat and stared down at the cups of tea before shifting his eyes to hers.

"Another one." Caroline placed her hands on her hips and glared at him. She opened her mouth to tell him to kiss her asrse when he said again. "Get me another cup, Ms. Forbes." His tone left her no room for argument. By the time she had brought him the tenth cup, she was trembling in anger. She hated the man so much. Why didn't she realize that he was punishing her for being late? That bastard. She resisted the urge to throw it on his face. She didn't because she loved her job. But the boss was one SOB.

On her fifteenth cup, she told him they were out of cups which was a lie of course. She thought he would let her be. But the bastard told her to get more cups. With her money. And he had the nerve to tell her to make it quick, that he didn't like waiting for a foolish girl. She was so angry. No, furious was what she was feeling. She felt like tearing his head off and then burn it. She wanted to grab him by the collar and choke him to death. To stab him hundred times until he stops breathing. That was how much she was so furious at him. Words can't describe how much she hated him right now. But what was she to do? He was her boss and if she wanted to keep her job, she would have to obey him.

Thirty minutes later, she was so exhausted and she felt like she was going to pass out. There was a lot of cups on his desk, just not his desk, on the ground too. Klaus doesn't seem to mind though. He liked torturing her. Loved it actually. Then he made her take the cups back and her co-workers must have pitied her because they helped her take some back. Caroline went to her desk and plopped down on her seat, resting her head on the desk as she tried to calm her racing heart. Lucy, her only true friend at work got her a glass of water and she gulped it down. She doesn't realize how tasty she was and she was grateful for her help.

The phone rang and she answered. Klaus wanted her presence in his office. Angrily she pusheed the door open to his office. This time around, he was laying on the sofa when she steps in, one arm draped across the back of it.

"Yes, sir?" she said as she gritted her teeth, mentally counting one to ten, trying to calm herself down before she does something crazy. Like strangle him.

"What did I say about tardiness?" he asked in a condescending tone. So now he was going to ask her about that? After he finished torturing her? "I do hope you learn your lesson because I'd hate to waste more tea. Tell me why you were late again?"

"There was traffic and I slept in. It won't happen again, sir," she replied. Her fingers were practically twitching with the desire to gouge out those blue eyes of his.

"You're right, it won't happen again. You should consider yourself lucky," he replied with that cocky smirk

that made her stomach turn. If only he would keep his mouth shut and not say a word, she will be happy. He added, "I wanted to fire you, but that will be so easy." He got up from the sofa and moved toward the door. "And for your tardiness, you're going to stay for a few more hours until I say it's time for you to go."

"With all due respect, sir, It wasn't my fault that I was late." Caroline tried to reign in her temper. "I can't stay late. I've so much to do and.."

"It wasn't a request, Ms. Forbes. You will do as I say if you want to keep your job. Don't argue with me." He cut her off, gazing at her for a moment with a clenched jaw. "Did you do the reports I told you about yesterday?" he asked, changing the subject.

"Yes, sir."

"Cancel the meeting I have with Lockwood, will you?" She wants to ask him why but she knows it will be such a bad idea.

Klaus barked a few more orders at her. Her eyes widened when he pushed her out of his office, and she watched him turn away without another word, slamming his office door on her face. What the hell was his problem? Did he really feel it necessary to slam doors on someone's face? She went to her desk and found a bunch of files on it. Confused, Caroline asked Lucy who had kept it and she told her it was Michael. That Klaus wanted her to sort it out and bring it back to him in two hours. Who could finish all this in two hours, she thought as she went through the files. That arsehole.

"I feel so sorry for you, Caroline. He's such a dick." Lucy said just loud enough for the few of them in the office to hear. Of course she would only say that behind his back. Caroline ignore her because it would only lead her talking about how gorgeous he was and how much she wanted to bang him. She realized, that she had been ignoring everyone since she came to the office.

When she finished, she knocked on the office door but there was no response. Hmm. Reaching out she turned the knob slightly, locked. The bastard probably stepped out for

lunch while leaving her here to do a job that wasn't hers. She shoved the files one by one through the mail slot in his door roughly, hoping the papers scattered everywhere and

he had to get down and sort them himself. Would serve

him right. Then again, as an afterthought, she hoped not. Knowing him, he would call her to do it while he watched.

It was seven pm when summoned her to his office. By that time, everyone had gone home except them. For the last hours, she had avoided seeing him because she knew he would chew her head off when he sees those files scattered on the ground. Until now. Her heart was beating as she neared his office. The door was open, and there he was sitting in his leather chair, his suit jacket hanging on the chair behind him, his tie loosened, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He was busy writing something down and she knew she shouldn't came in without knocking.

Caroline knocked on the door.

"Come in." Her breath caught and a small gasp escaped

Her lips at the tone of his voice. He didn't sound angry,

it was worse. He sounded normal. That wasn't a good sign. He did not glance up or attempted to offer her a seat. She had to stand there for a good five minutes before he acknowledged her presence.

He looked up and a look of total boredom set on his perfect face. His eyes were boring into hers, but he said nothing.

"You weren't in your office when I finished sorting out the files." She tried to hide the venom in her voice. He raised an eyebrow at the tone but didn't say anything. Why does he keep doing that? Still not saying anything, he gestured his hand to the files that were scattered beside the door. She didn't see them when she walked in. "I'm so sorry, sir. The office was locked and-" she stopped. Excuses wouldn't help her situation. And besides, who told him to go out for lunch and lock his office? It wasn't her fault.

"Are you a stupid woman, Ms. Forbes?" he asked angrily. Her mouth dropped open in shock. Wait. Did he just called her a stupid woman? Why that git! No one had ever called her a stupid woman before. God, how much she wanted to slap him so much. "Look at what you've done with the files. Is that a way secretaries are supposed to do?

"I already apologised," she hissed through gritted teeth.

"Is that a way to talk to your boss?" She shook her head. He tapped his fingers on the desk. "Then you better watch your tone, Ms. Forbes. I won't remind you again. Now get me Mr. Salvatore's envelope." Caroline wanted to tell him that it was late. She should be at home, not here in the office with him. But she found herself obeying his orders and went to fetch that envelope. When she came back, he was looking through a file.

She doesn't know what the hell made her do it. She was just so fucking tired of him - the work - him, him and him again. She slammed the envelope down on his desk and without a word, she stormed out of the office, shutting the down roughly behind her.

Caroline was so pissed at him. First for making her day a living hell and the second for calling her stupid. She had spend two months getting insulted by him. He was the only man on earth capable of making her so angry. Just because he was rich doesn't mean he had to be a dick to everyone. She hated him so much that she can't bear to see his face or hear his voice. But she needed the money and his company pays well more than the other companies would. If not, she would have resigned on her first day.

"Ms. Forbes, where do you think you're going?" She heard him call after her. She continue walking down the stairs without turning back to look at him.

"Going home. It's late, sir," Caroline replied dryly.

Klaus glared at her. "I didn't give you permission to, did I?"

She clenched her fists. "But there's nothing else to do, sir. I've to go home, please."

She thought he wasn't going to let her and was about to blow it on his face when he said, "Very well. But I expect you to be here early in the morning. Don't let me come before you. Or anyone else. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir," she responded.

"You may go."

He didn't need to tell her twice.

Ten minutes later, she reached her home and unlock the door. She went inside and closed the door behind her. Sighing, she walked toward the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water whilst she sat on the counter. What a day. What a painful day it had been. Just then she remembered she didn't call her best friend Elena and she fished her phone out of her pocket and dialled her number. Elena picked up after three rings.

"Caroline, you haven't called me all day!" Her angry voice came through the phone.

"I know, I'm sorry. It has been a rough day, Elena," she told her friend whilst rubbing her neck.

"Hold on for a second.." Elena said. She muttered an okay even though Elena was already gone. Five seconds later, she said, "Okay I'm back. Bonnie's here too. Conference call."

"Hey, Care!" Bonnie said.

"Hey Bonnie," she replied smiling even though she can't see her. God, she was so glad to hear their voices.

"So what happened?" Elena asked. Caroline could hear the concern in her friend's voice.

"Klaus happened."

"Oh!" Bonnie exclaimed. "Your super hot rich boss! Did you two finally sex each other? I knew it! Didn't I tell you, Elena. After two months of sexual tension, you finally did it! Ha!"

She groaned.

"Bonnie," Elena warned.

"I already told you, Bonnie and I'm telling you. Me and Klaus are not going to happen. Ever. Maybe if you had said Murder each other tension, I'll agree with you."

She heard Bonnie chuckle. "Murder each other tension, what now?"

"Ignore her and tell me what happened." Caroline pictured Elena rolling her eyes as she said that.

"Uhm what didn't happen.." And then she told them everything that happened today. Not leaving a single detail out. She heard both of them gasp.

"He did what?!" Elena shrieked. "That sick bastard. Jerkface. Son of a bitch. Arsehole..." Caroline took a sip of her water and listened to her friend call her boss names.

"That was mean of him," said Bonnie.

"Damn right it was! How do you even work with him, Caroline?! How do you even stand him?"

"You've no idea, Elena, how much I want to kill the bastard."

"Ooh. If you do, can I have a part of him?"

"Bonnie!"

"Shutting up now."

"Look, Care. Why don't you quit? It's obvious that man won't stop treating you the way he does." Doesn't she know that already? Men like him never change. Klaus Mikaelson will never change.

"I have thought about quitting," she admitted. "But I cannot."

Elena sighed, "Let me guess, it's because of the money." Yes, it was the money.

"I say fuck the money and give the man a piece of you, babe," Bonnie said, making her smile. "He can't keep treating you the way he does. I'll happily cut his balls off for you if you ask. You know I will do it." Caroline knew she would do it. Bonnie was protective of them. She never let anyone treat them like shit and gets away with it especially Klaus Mikaelson. That was because she told her not to do anything to him or his balls would have been hanged as decoration on Bonnie door. The famous Klaus Mikaelson's dick. Yeah, no.

"You'd do that to your Mr. Hotness?" Elena asked Bonnie in disbelief.

"Of course. No matter how gorgeous and hot he is, how adorable his accent is or the way he walks.." Bonnie trailed off dreamily then snapped out of it. "He messed with Caroline and nobody messes with her!" Elena scoffed.

"Anyway," Elena continued. "Show him that you're not to be messed with, okay?"

"Sure." Caroline rolled her eyes. "Then I can get fired before I know it." She head to her room and stripped out of her clothes. She put the phone on speaker as she looked through her closet for her PJ's.

"Darling, so what if you get fired? You can find another job."

"Have you been listening to me, Bonnie? The payment is great. I want to have enough money for that car I've been dying to have. Mine is too old."

"I do hate your car," Bonnie muttered. "A new brand car wont hurt.

"Geez, thanks," said Caroline sarcastically. She changed into her PJ and carried the phone back with her to the kitchen. She was too lazy and tired to cook something so she decided to eat cereal.

"We understand, Caroline," Elena mumbled. "As much as I don't like you working there, it's your choice and we have to support you."

"Thanks, Elena. So how is Damon?"

She can't see her, but she knew Elena was blushing. "He's good. He asked about you earlier."

"Liar." Damon would never ask for her. They didn't like each other for no good reason but they try to act like they do for the sake of Elena. She doesn't know why but he scares her. Everything about him screams danger. Why Elena chose him was beyond her. They were different in so many levels. She was good, he wa bad news. She was nice and he was well...Damon. Not bad as Klaus, close though.

"Okay, fine. You caught me."

"Then why did you lie?"

"I don't know. I just want you guys to be okay with each other. It's always so awkward between you two. I don't like it," Elena said sadly.

"Sorry, honey."

"Jeremy is fine, thank you so much for asking." They both laughed at Bonnie who angrily ended the call.

"She's angry," Caroline pointed out.

"Oh, she will get over it by tomorrow. I gotta go, Care. Talk to you tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Bye."

And the call ended. She groaned when she remembered there was work tomorrow. Why couldn't today be friday? Why wasn't thursday and friday a weekend too? She had to wake up early tomorrow, she reminded herself for the hundredth time. She would set her alarm at six am. She just hoped that she won't be late again. Or he would surely fire her.

Klaus Mikaelson.

She sneered.