The third point of view:

"I know Isabella, Pedro, we are not so different from each other," Niklaus went ahead, "The both of us thrive on excitement and we would plunge head deep into whatever gives us the thrill, only thinking about the consequences at the last minute,"

Pedro took a deep breath, this was not how he imagined their conversation would go. He had summoned the courage to speak with Niklaus about why he disapproved of him, who knew they would sink deeper into this sensitive discussion.

"So why are you telling me this? You want me to break up with your daughter?" Pedro shook his head stubbornly, "With all due respect, sir, I love your daughter too much to lose her," He confessed the truth.

Niklaus smiled at him, "I know, why do you think I haven't fulfilled my promise of burying you alive after you took her?"

Pedro gulped. He knew all along. Well, it was not like he made an effort to hide it.

"Pedro..." Niklaus drew closer to him, the boy took a step back. Niklaus' noticed that yet he didn't say anything and went on, "I want you to change her priority. I can't stop you both from having sex - heck! Isabella wouldn't even listen to me,"

Niklaus took a deep breath, "Sex shouldn't be the foundation and the primacy of your relationship, trust me, if that's the case, I promise you, it's going to break up with time.

"The both of you should work on yourselves, find out what interests the both of you, that attraction that created the spark in the first place. You hear me? "

Although Pedro nodded, God knew everything Niklaus said had gone through his ear and left through the other side. All he understood from the pep talk was they should limit the number of sex they had and strived on having a healthy relationship. Yep, that was pretty much all he picked - not that he was going to admit that to Niklaus. He still valued his life, please.

"I believe that's all for tonight. Are we good now?" Niklaus asked him.

"Yes, we're good. Totally good. You don't hate me, that's all I needed to know," Pedro said quickly, kicking against this horrible idea in his head.

"Alright. Now, go to your bed. Straight to your room," Niklaus pointed out he didn't want him sneaking around his daughter tonight.

"Yes, sir!" Pedro saluted and turned to leave, taking just a few steps when he stopped in his tracks. He groaned inwardly, he was going to regret this.

Niklaus frowned when he noticed Pedro still standing there. His gaze narrowed, could it be he was not going to do what he asked of him.

"What is it?" he asked in a not so pleased tone.

"You're right, sir," Pedro concurred, "You and Isabella are a lot similar in a lot of ways which is why I think you're indirectly pushing your responsibility to me,"

"What?" Niklaus' face changed.

Yep, it's official, he's toasted.

However, Pedro looked past Niklaus' dark demeanor and went on, "I might be Isabella's boyfriend but you're her father who's raised her for over eighteen years and no offense, the both of you share the same hedonistic lifestyle...." Pedro intentionally trailed off to study Niklaus who had an impassive face. For sure, he was going to be buried alive after saying this.

"This is my first time dating but you have lots of experiences and I somehow think Isabella is highly influenced by your past. In conclusion, I'll play my part but I think you're the key to curbing her appetite. Both of you need a one on one conversation like father and daughter. Open up to one other, tell her your fears instead of fighting and throwing remarks at one another. Isabella is the most reasonable girl I know out there, she'd understand, "

Pedro could hear his heart pounding loud in his ears by the time he was done. It didn't help matters that Niklaus was eerily silent and pinned him with a gaze that made him want to pee in his pants.

"You have quite the guts, " Niklaus finally said after the stretched silence.

Pedro gulped. He knew it, he was dead. He had offended the great Niklaus.

"But I like it," his mouth was pulled to the side in a smirk.

"Huh?" Pedro blinked twice, trying to conjure back the bloodlust he thought he had seen surrounding Niklaus earlier. What just happened?

"Congratulations son," Niklaus patted him on the back, "You just earned the right to call me by my first name. Now, go get a goodnight's sleep. I'll talk to my daughter later and hopefully, it works," He squeezed the boy's shoulder tenderly and left.

For a full five minutes, Pedro stood at the spot, mystified. What had happened? How could Niklaus' mood go from downright scary to tender loving? The sudden fluctuations confused him greatly.

And what does Niklaus mean by calling him by his name, Pedro would rather die than do that. Maybe he was thinking too hard and should get some sleep. Yeah, It would be much better to think in the morning and as well, be able to observe the situation.

By the time Pedro returned to the hallway, he discovered he didn't know the room assigned to him. He dipped his hand into his pocket to pull out his phone only to recall he had put the cellphone in the little bag he came with - the bag Isabella must have kept in the room he was supposed to spend the night.

Pedro contemplated going to Isabella's room but remembered Niklaus' warning from earlier. Damn it, the universe was playing him tonight. He couldn't go knocking and disturbing everyone in the name of finding his own room. Pedro was in a dilemma.

At last, he decided to sleep on the couch in the living room and had just turned when a voice called from above, "Missed your way?"

Isabella.

A smile crossed his lips as he turned around and found her leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. He went to her.

"You're still awake?" Pedro was pretty sure he spent quite a while with Niklaus.

"I couldn't sleep with you alone with my father. With him being so harsh to you, who knows what he would do?" Isabella expressed her concerns, caressing his cheek with her hand.

Pedro leaned into her touch, "Well, I'm good now, and your dad isn't as scary as you think,"

"What did you discuss with him?" Isabella asked suddenly, staring right into his eyes.

Pedro was taken aback by the suddenness of the question. However, he recollected himself and answered calmly, "It's nothing serious," He intentionally didn't go into details.

"Fine, since you said so," Isabella didn't push him to say more, "You should go and have a rest. It's been a long day," She led him to his room.

Standing at the door, they both stared at each other for a long time without muttering anything. It was obvious they had a lot to say, but none opened up.

Suddenly, Isabelle leaned in, about to kiss his lips when Pedro took a step back. Niklaus' warning was still fresh in his mind. She noticed that move.

"I'm sorry, I just -" he began to apologize when Isabella tugged on his shirt, and he stumbled forward, only for Isabella to shut him up with a sweet, long kiss that blew his mind away.

"Goodnight Pedro," She smacked him on the lips once more.

"Goodnight, Isabella," Pedro grinned sheepishly.

Say no to sex, not kisses, right?