Elena P.O.V.

I can't believe this! My parents are really doing this. Sorry, let me introduce myself. I'm Elena Gilbert, I'm 17 years old, and I'm going to be engaged. Yeah, you heard me. Engaged. Wanna know the worst part? I'm going to be engaged to Damon Salvatore. This is gonna be horrible. You see, the thing is that Damon and I don't get along. Not ever since we were little. I remember when I was 8 and he was 12, and he would do all this mean stuff to me. Stick sand in my sandwiches. Surprise me with water balloons when we would come home from school. He even stole one of my Little Mermaid flip flops and it was never seen again. Point is, he was a huge bully and the reason why my childhood sucked. Damon and his family moved away when I was 15. Now here we are, two years later, sitting in some fancy restaurant, my parents announcing that we are getting married for business reasons. I wouldn't have freaked out much if it were Stefan I was marrying. At least he has a soul. But unfortunately, I have to marry the eldest Salvatore. I shook my head and excused myself to get some fresh air. I heard the door open after a couple of minutes. It was Damon.

"I don't want to talk to you" I glared at him. He stepped closer anyways.

"Listen, I don't like this idea either, but, you're going to have to get over it eventually." After a couple more minutes, I turned around to face him.

"Let me make this clear for you. When we are married, you will not come near me, or sleep in the same bed as me. And I will not be used for your own personal pleasure. Got it?" His smirk grew bigger at the last part.

"Personal pleasure. Thanks for the idea" he said as his eyes roamed my body. I glared at him.

"I'm serious, Salvatore. And stop staring at me like I'm a piece of meat."

"You're rules didn't say anything about staring." I rolled my eyes.

"Anyways, I've got some ground rules myself" he said when he finally looked up. "Even though we are engaged, I will still be fucking other girls, so I don't wanna hear you complain. And the last rule is pretty simple." I looked up at him, since he was only a couple inches away from my face. I could smell his aftershave and cologne (which was really good), and his blue eyes looked even bluer up close. Oh shutup Elena. You sound like a sappy romantic.

"Don't fall in love with me." I raised an eyebrow at this statement.

"Me? Fall in love with you? Not even. I would never fall in love with someone like you" I said, giving him a smile. He smirked at that.

"I don't know about that, Gilbert. A lot of girls have fallen in love with me. I'm just giving you a warning."

"Trust me, Salvatore. I'm not like the other girls." I started to make my way back to the restaurant.

"Nice ass, Gilbert. Definitely an improvement from what I saw last time" he said from behind me. I felt a firm smack on my ass and turned around.

"Don't touch me, fucking perv! What did I say about touching me!" I yelled at him. He smirked. I swear, one day I'm gonna wipe that smirk clean off his face.

"You said I couldn't touch you when we're married." I glared at him.

"Let's just get inside before I end up murdering you." I turned back around and continued walking.

"I'd like to see you try."

"Don't tempt me Salvatore."

I held my head in my hands when my mother announced more news. Our stuff was being delivered to our new house as we speak and we were to go move in tonight, right after dinner. The horrifying part? I have to make a baby with Damon. I know, any girl would kill to be in my position but, I honestly don't see why. I mean, yeah he is really hot and has a body that can put Adonis to shame but, he's not at all what he looks like on the outside. Trust me, I've known him pretty much my whole life. He's arrogant, selfish, and cocky. Not at all what I look for in a guy.

Unfortunately, the rest of the dinner went by in a blur. I said goodbye to Damon's and my parents and we were on his way to his car. My car would be delivered to the house tomorrow. When we pulled up to the house, I gasped. It was huge.

"You gonna get out of the car or what, Gilbert?" I snapped out of my trance to see Damon with my car door open. I got out and he shut the door. Pulling the key to the house out of my clutch, I unlocked the door and gaped at what was inside. I made a mental note to explore later after I took a shower. I went upstairs to the first room I saw and immediately dumped my stuff. A second later, the door opened.

"Before you scream at me, the other rooms are locked." I raised an eyebrow and left the room to the one across the hall. I tried opening it, but indeed, it was locked, and so were the other rooms. I huffed in frustration. Going back to what was now 'our' room, I pulled my cellphone out of my clutch and dialed my father's number.

"Hey dad," I said when he answered on the third ring.

"Hey kiddo. How do you like the house?" I rolled my eyes at the fact that I'm now engaged against my will, but faked it anyways.

"Oh, it's great. But, all of the rooms are locked except for the master bedroom?"

"Yeah. We thought that you two would try and sleep in separate beds, so we locked all of the guest bedrooms." I sighed.

"Listen kiddo, I gotta go. We will be visiting you guys tomorrow so see you then."

"Alright, bye." I hung up and tossed my phone on the bed.

"I guess we're sharing a room" I said bitterly. He smirked.

"Don't get any ideas, Salvatore." I walked over to my walk in closet and gaped once more.

"Wow" was all I could utter.

"I cannot wait to see you in this." I looked over to Damon holding a pair of lacy boy shorts. I snatched them out of his hand.

"In your dreams. I'm never gonna get naked for you, so why would I get half-naked for you?" He smirked as he was about to answer.

"You know what? Don't answer that." I walked around him to pick out some pj's. It was pretty hot, so I picked out some white pj shorts and a dark blue cami. After that, I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower before stripping down. The hot spray felt good under my body, and it was a shame that I had to get out. When I was done with everything, I went back into the bedroom and crawled into bed as Damon went into the bathroom. When he came back out he was shirtless, with nothing on but a pair of boxers. I couldn't stop myself from staring.

"Do you like my pecs or my abs better?" he asked. That snapped me out of it.

"What, I wasn't staring! Ugh. Get over yourself." He smirked.

"I didn't say you were staring, Gilbert. But it's good to know." I blushed.

"So Gilbert. Pecs or abs?" I shook my head.

"You're so narcissistic." Abs, I thought to myself.

"That doesn't answer my question, Gilbert."

"I'm gonna go get a glass of water." I crawled out of bed and went downstairs, searching for cups. When I finally found when, I filled it up with tap water and gulped it down. When I was done, I put the cup back where I found it, only to bump into a hard, naked chest.

"Damon, stop be-" I was interrupted by a kiss. It tried to squirm out of his hold, but he didn't budge. I ended up kissing him back, putting my hands on his shoulders. But then he pulled back. With a smirk on his face.

"You are too easy, Gilbert." My eyes widened at his words and I started to glare at him.

"I'm going to bed" was all I said before turning on my heel, towards the stairs.

That bastard.

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