The Salvatore's mansion, it's massive and has the old time Victorian look to it. It's beautiful and I can't believe the owners of this house want me to come and clean it. It's not something I would agree to do on a regular basis, but this summer it's been hard finding a job and when I ran into Stefan at The Grille he said he was looking for someone to help clean the house.
"I don't want you to feel degraded or anything you can come wearing whatever you like, I just knew the house needed some TLC and since you are looking for a job I would be more than willing to let you come out to the house to clean," His smile was wide and friendly. I'd just ran into him, he must have recently moved into the house.
"Is it just you and your brother who live there?" I questioned curiously wanting more answers from him. Stefan pauses for a moment.
"Yes, it was passed down to my brother and I, our uncle who last owned the house, just passed away and we have agreed to take it and stay in town for a while," His smile was almost infectious even with the sad news he had just given me.
"I'm sorry to hear about your uncle, but I would be more than happy to help clean," I smiled right back with him.
Now standing here in front of the massive piece of architecture I knew it was going to take all summer to manage a house such as this. Approaching the front door I'm hit with a wave of nerves. I've never done something like this and I don't want to look like a fool. I straighten out my jeans and my blouse with my palms as I knock on the front door with ease. Something in the woods catches my attention for a brief moment, but only brief when a cool calm voice brings me back.
"You must be the house cleaner," looking back I'm greeted with deep intense blue eyes staring into mine, it's unnerving yet I can't pull my gaze away. Coming at a loss for words I gaze this man up and down. He's tall, with shaggy raven hair that falls in front of those eyes, his lips part as my eyes travel down his body quickly only to meet his gaze once again.
"Yes, hi, I'm Elena Gilbert, I met with your brother Stefan a few hours ago and he told me to stop by and come take a look at the house," When I finally find the right words to say I can feel the blood rushing into my cheeks as I notice this man smirking at me. He must be Stefan's brother.
"Oh Stefan, you're maid is here," He calls behind him in a mocking cheerful way. He looks back at me with those alluring eyes "Please come in," His tone is dark, my insides clench as an unknown desire rises up through my belly.
Stefan emerges through one of the rooms and smiles down at me.
"Hi, thank you for showing up on such short notice, would you like a tour of the house?" Stefan strolls forward and his brother slips out of sight I had no idea that both owners would be so handsome and so young.
Stefan walks me through each room slowly giving me a little history in the process, everything on the inside is just as beautiful as on the outside. I could look at each room for hours just trying to gather all the hard craftsmanship that has been put into each room. Stefan escorts me to the bedrooms upstairs and the bathrooms. The furniture has been modernized along with the bathrooms, but the woodworking of each room and the windows still have that authentic feel to it.
"So what exactly would you like me to do on a daily basis?" I question as he returns us to the foyer.
"Well, you don't have to come in every day if you don't want, every other day will do just fine, but mostly dusting, vacuuming, making the beds general stuff like that," His demands don't seem to difficult or anything that I can't handle. He crosses his arms across his chest avoiding eye contact with me by looking around. Maybe I make him nervous being here, or maybe he's not used to confrontation, he's much different than his brother.
"It's really no trouble at all, I don't mind cooking either if that's something that you would want me to do," I announce shyly. It wasn't something they asked for but it's something I'd be willing to do while I'm here. Stefan pauses for a moment before saying anything, a strange look crosses his face, but is discarded quickly.
"No, that won't be necessary Ms. Gilbert," How formal of him.
"Please call me Elena," I smile and he smiles right along with me. "I'm sorry I didn't catch your brothers name," I mutter and look around seeing if I can find him. He seemed to have disappeared after I entered the house, maybe he doesn't like me. The thought makes me frown.
"Damon, I have to apologize about him, he can be a little rude at times. I wouldn't worry about him too much he probably won't even be around when you're here," Stefan reassures me. Something strange tugs at my heart, I wanted to get to know his brother a little more, there was something about him that just pulled me to him. "Would you like to come back tomorrow around 1:30?" Stefan breaks me out of my thoughts and I look at him a little dazed.
"Yes of course that would be perfect," He smiles as he walks me to the door.
"And thank you again for doing this, the house really needs it," He opens the door for me and I notice how close he is to me.
"No, thank you. I really needed this job I don't want to sit around the house all summer babysitting my little brother," I stifle a laugh and turn to leave.
"Don't forget your purse," I turn back to see Damon at the door way, his eyes still as dark as when I first encountered him. He never takes his eyes off me as he hands me my purse. Once again I'm at a loss for what to say.
"See you tomorrow Elena," The way my name rolls off his tongues sends foreign chills down my spine. I walk away perplexed, wondering ever so slightly if this is the right thing to do. Of course it is, I'm making money and I don't even have to cook! I walk slowly back to my car replaying the words he spoke to me before I left, in my head.
"See you tomorrow Elena,"
I drove home, already a little giddy about what was in store for me tomorrow.
Damon's Point of View
"What was that all about?" baby brother stood at the door staring at me like I'd just done something criminal. I took a quick sip of my bourbon and continued to the family room to pour me another glass.
"I have no idea what you are talking about Stefan, please feel free to indulge me," I couldn't care less what he thinks or has to say to me.
"That little stunt you just pulled on our new house cleaner," He stood at the entrance way glaring at me.
"Cool your jets, I was only having fun," I toss back most of the burning alcohol, it's sates the burning desire I had just a few moments ago, but only slightly.
"Don't get any ideas Damon, she's here for work purposes only and that's it. Don't think that you can come in and swoop her off her feet and compel her,"
I gasp sarcastically "How dare you accuse me of such things brother, I would never," I make my self comfortable on the couch and continue to toy with my brother.
"Cut the crap Damon, I know exactly how you are and if you think for a second that you can just-"
"Wait hold on a moment, are you threatening me?" He's standing before me, oh Stefan you think you are stronger than me? I stand facing him, now glaring right back at him.
"What does it look like, brother," He retorts, his voice low. I grab him forcefully by the throat holding him upright.
"Don't think for a second that you are stronger than me, and don't think you have the right to tell me what to do," He struggles against my grip and throw him back forcefully against the wall. "Don't test me brother, if you don't like the way I do things around here, then you can pack your things and leave," I return to my position on the couch.
"She's just looking for a job Damon, she doesn't need or want your baggage," Stefan stands from the floor and the mess that he's made.
"Good, then I can just compel her to forget after I've had my fun, don't worry brother you can have a shot at her after I'm done," I scroll through some messages on my phone. I watch as Stefan goes to clean up the mess he made from me throwing him to the wall.
"Leave it, Elena can clean it up tomorrow as her first task," I grin knowing how much I infuriate my brother and how easy it is to get a stir out of him.
Stefan storms out of the room and I can't keep that smile off my face. I can't wait for Elena to return tomorrow, finally the house will be a little more lively with fresh warm human blood walking around here.
A/N: Hey guys! Just randomly got this idea today thought I would throw it together. Tell me what you think so far and all that jazz. I think I'm going to keep with just Elena's perspective for the rest of the story but I wanted Damon's in this one to show the brother tense and them discussing Elena. So! Leave me some feedback and I will update as soon as I can. Happy Holiday's everyone :D