"My…present?" Had he lost his mind?

I looked over at Damon, disgust was plastered over his face. The poor boy was only clad in an oversized shirt and ratty slacks. He was dirty, and dusty, almost as if he'd been working in a field for a week without a bath. His eyes shifted along the floor, not bothering to look at me, or anyone at all.

"Yes. Your present. You are eighteen now, which means you will be getting married soon. You're going to need to learn how to live around men who are not from your family. I'm sure Damon can show you the ropes of a male body as well."

"Go to hell you bastard!" Damon spat angrily at him, only earning himself a hard whip to the back from his handler.

I cringed as he yelped out loudly, slumping down onto his knees from the sharp sting of the rawhide. I couldn't help but feel guilty as he fought back tears threatening to break from hurt and frustration.

"Whether you want him to or not, He is owned by us now, and he will be staying around until you are ready to be bought off, Is that clear young lady?"

"Yes father…" I grumbled under my breath.

I glanced back down at damon before turning on my heel and storming out of the room. I knew I was just a biding option to my father, but to drag some innocent boy in on his game? This is just sick. I was never one for slavery, and to have my own FATHER buying a man to teach me? I was so appalled by it all, I wish I had stayed with Aunt Jenna and cousin Jeremy!

"Miss Elena…" I heard Sadie's quiet voice behind me.

"WHAT?" I snapped a little to loud, turning to my startled nurse maid. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap. What is it Sadie?"

"What shall we do with Mr. Salvatore?" She glanced back over her shoulder as a family guard dragged damon out by the shackles on his wrist.

"ENOUGH WITH THAT. SHOO." I yelled, swatting my hands at the guard.

He stepped back as I ordered, and damon came crashing down to the floor at my feet.

"GO!" I yelled frustrated as the guard walked off at the sound of my voice.

I could hear Damon's frantic breathing below me, he must be in immense pain. I can only imagine how many times he must've been hit or kicked or attacked along the way. I kneeled down slowly, trying to get myself as low as possible in this many layers. I reached out and touched his cheek softly with my hand, only to have him flinch back.

"It's alright, you don't have to be afraid of me." I whispered softly, my hand slipping underneath his chin to bring his face up so I can see it.

His eyes shifted up to mine, and for a split second, I almost lost my breath. That intense blue color his irises were, they were almost mesmerizing. As if they were pulling me into him, but underneath the beauty, the wear and tear shown through. He looked tired, and weak, and overly exhausted. It made me wonder when was the last time he had slept properly, or had eaten a fulfilling meal. I brushed my thumb across his cheekbone, smearing a bit of dirt off the almost porcelain like skin.

"It's going to be alright, I'm going to take care of you, and I will find a way to fix this. I promise."

He stared at me for a long time, his eyes searching mine for a truth at what I had just promised. I realize it's definitely going to be hard, trying to convince my father to let him go free. I can only imagine what he must've paid for him. I bet he figures what someone pays for me will be twice as much as he paid for him, which in turn would mean he'd just get his money back and then some.

"Sadie, will you please go draw Mr. Salvatore a hot bath, and Camielle, Please go tell Sammy to whip up a nice hot meal for him as well." I looked up at them with a soft smile.

"Right away Miss. Elena." They both echoed and went on their way.

"C'mon." I whispered looking back at damon, and held my hand out for him.

He eyed my hand oddly for a moment, before sliding his bigger hand into my tiny one, his hand almost completely engulfing my own I stood up slowly as he did, to make sure I didn't go to fast and pull or harm him anymore then he already has been. He slipped his hand away from mine as soon as we stood properly, his eyes averting back to the floor.

"I realize you must be afraid-" I started, taking a few steps forward.

"I am not afraid, of you or your womanizing father." He spat at me lowly, anger laced in his words.

I stopped for a moment and looked at him. He looked up at me, before looking away once again, letting out a loud huff of air from his nose in frustration. I couldn't help but crack a slight smile at the sight. He is definitely going to be a lot of fun for this old house. I'm worried though. Maybe he'll be too much. Maybe I won't be able to help him, or maybe he'll do something stupid and get himself killed. I shook the thoughts from my head. No, I won't allow it. Stubborn or not, I must keep him in a semi line. Nothing is going to stop me. I hope.

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