Elena was scared. No not scared, just nervous. Today was the day she was moving in with the Salvatore family. Her father dreamed of Elena marrying one of the Salvatore brothers, they were very wealthy and respected in the Italian community, and well Elena's family was not…not anymore at least. The Flori family had lost their wealth because her father used and coned the people of Italy to take their money and eventually the people he had done business found out and naturally, imprisoned him for his wrong doings. Now here Elena was, penniless and a women in 19th century Italy. Of course she'd have to marry…she'd have to if she wanted to survive.
Elena smoothed out her skirts hastily as she approached the gates of the Salvatore estate. She carried with her little luggage and that was all. The Salvatores had arranged a carriage to take her to their home but after that she was alone. Her family could no longer afford a handmaid to accompany her at the Salvatore home so she simply stood there, luggage in hand, until a servant boy came and unlocked the gate and ushered her inside, onto the grounds of the estate. The servant boy was average height with a shock of pale blonde hair and bright green eyes. He smiled at her a pleasant smile. "Hello Miss Flori, the Salvatore men are so happy to be hosting you," he told her and took her luggage. Elena lowered her eyes and bowed slightly to him, after all, wasn't she no better than him what with her poverty ridden state? "Thank you," she told him softly and began walking with him up to the estate. Once they finished their short journey, they were greeted by another servant, this time a young woman, who informed them that the Salvatores would be here any moment. The servant girl also told Elena that she was welcome to take a seat in the sitting room and that the servant boy would take her luggage to her room. Elena thanked them both and then let out a small, exhausted sigh as she took a seat on a luxurious looking couch. Not two minutes later, she heard footsteps descending down the grand staircase and then a man entered the sitting room and looked at her. He was beautiful, quite possibly the most beautiful man she had ever seen in her short eighteen years of life. His skin held a milky pale pigment, His body was lean and strong looking, the bone structure in his face was elegant and gentle, his hair was cut short and raven's black. But oh, oh his eyes… they were a beautiful bright blue color and right now, they were clouding her mind so much that Elena did not here the man when he spoke to her. "Miss Flori? Are you all right?" he asked her, his voice was raspy and gentleman like. Elena shivered, "Oh…yes, thank you," she said still rather dazed. The man smiled a grand, wicked smile before speaking, "I'm very much delighted you are miss, and it's my absolute pleasure to make your acquaintance. I'm Damon Salvatore."
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