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She had been in that uncomfortable position trying to twist her little frame in every way possible. The flight had been filled with inconvenience circumstances for Bonnie. She had a babbling neighbor who in the space of three hours had managed to narrate the story of her life to Bonnie.
The seats were uncomfortable but the overall trip was coming to an end they were landing. Bonnie took her novels in her hand bag and locked her belt bracing herself for the landing. Few minutes later Bonnie was leaving the plane to reach the arrival room where her cousin Lucy – who had established residence in New York three years ago – was expecting her. She walked through the corridors and security. She was finally standing in the room, scanning it with her eyes searching for her cousin who caught sight of her before she did. Lucy ran up to her little cousin and closed her in a tight hug expressing how much she missed her.
Both girls were a sight to hold as Bonnie was doing a little dance when Lucy was cheering her up shouting in rhythm: "Go girl, go girl." The Bennett cousin was as closest as she would get to Caroline. Lucy was Bonnie's best friend. They had no secrets for each other and always offered unconditional support to each other. Even through all the "Kol mess" Lucy had been Bonnie's rock along with Caroline.
They finally stopped and Lucy took Bonnie's luggage directing her towards the parking lot where her car was. The girls drove away blasting Beyonce and singing along, both exhilarated to be with the other.
They made it to Lucy's apartment which was a nice decorated house. Bonnie had what Lucy called her special room because she had been a frequent visitor. The Bennett girls never stayed away from each other for long. Bonnie entered her room and threw her luggage everywhere getting Lucy to let out a complained sound. Bonnie jumped on her bed laughing, just to annoy her cousin who jumped on top of her causing bonnie to scream playfully.
The young ladies sat on the bed laughing and finally had a conversation. "Did you call aunt Abby yet?" Lucy asked. "Oh, shit I forgot." Bonnie replied, grimacing.
"Oh you are so dead, she will kill you. You know how she gets mad every time you travel without letting her know." Lucy said as she was laughing about her cousin's future misery.
"Oh shut up, giant Bennett" Bonnie said, emphasizing her cousin's nickname.
"Careful, mini moi." Lucy said with a fake French accent. Both girls exploded in a fit of laughter and Bonnie faked a hurt expression.
"So when is your job interview, Bon?" Lucy asked seriously. "It is suppose to be tomorrow in the Salvatore building."
"You scored an interview at Salvatore and Salvatore, you go girl." Lucy said proudly and Bonnie just bowed her head in agreement.
Lucy looked at Bonnie with concern, which resulted in the latter to ask: "What?"
"It's just that I have been asking you to come to New York like forever, but for a D you decided to come. Miss Bennett, you are a disappointment." she said laughingly whilst Bonnie just rolled her eyes.
The girls continued their conversation few more minutes until Bonnie had to call her mother. And after that, she took a bath before heading to bed. She had an early interview tomorrow. Around 7 AM next day, Bonnie was awakened by the coffee Lucy had made.
Lucy offered her a ride to the Salvatore office, but she declined because she did not want to make her late. Bonnie cleaned the breakfast table and started to get ready for her interview. She picked her two rowed button, dark blue suit jacket that she paired with a white pencil skirt which stopped right before her knees. Her hair was tight in a wavy loose chignon and she had very light make up on. She offered herself an appreciative look in the mirror, twisting her feet that were fitted in a dark blue stiletto.
The building was standing tall in the city surrounded by other exquisite architectural works. Now standing in front of her, this building seemed like an unconquerable fortress. She took a deep breath and glanced at the gigantic golden letter in slight worry.
Pushing away any pessimistic thoughts, she entered the Salvatore office and walked towards the receptionist office. "Miss Bennett, I am expected by Mr. Salvatore."
"Which one of them, Miss?" The receptionist asked. "Oh, sorry, I have no idea, but I have a job interview."
"Bonnie Bennett, is it?" The receptionist asked as she browsed through her computer. "Yes, Miss Bonnie Bennett."
"You are expected on the 24th floor. It's the office at the end of the corridor." The receptionist said, directing her towards the elevator.
Bonnie stepped out on the 24th floor. The floor was covered in white marble and at the end was the office. She walked up to the door and knocked.
She was called in and a man was standing in front of the window, facing the view the city had to offer. Half of the office walls were made of glass. The room was spacious and minimal, the only impressing furniture was the desk, which was a humongous silver metallic and sculptural desk. The silver was complementing the immaculate white the rest of the furniture was bathing in.
"Mr. Salvatore?" Bonnie asked with a slight hesitation in her voice. "No, Enzo St. John." The man replied with a thick British accent. "Must have gotten the wrong office, my apologies."
"Oh, not at all, but Mr. Salvatore is out, some other business came in between, so I will be the one interviewing you."
"Oh." Bonnie said, quite disappointed.
"Take a seat, please." Bonnie obliged and took the seat and the hand he extended. At the exact moment she froze with recognition of common sensation. Not here. First Mr. Salvatore was conveniently absent and now the man standing in front of her was a freaking vampire.
In her few years she had made many enemies so she lost no time and stood her ground ready to attack if necessary, but as with any vampire she would give him a warning.
"Mr. St John, should I feel threatened by you, I can tell you are a vampire and on my experience you are not really friendly, had some rough run with your kind. Am I getting interviewed or it is another vampire trap? If it is the latter, you will probably not survive it." Bonnie said her threat without showing any proof of internal fear.
"Oh no, absolutely not and call me Enzo." The young man with black hair said.
"Okay, that being said, after the threat I made I assume I am disqualified from the job." Bonnie said demoralized.
She really wanted the job for all the advantages working for such a firm could offer her and she wanted to be free and not depended on Lucy with everything. She could easily find a job on another law firm, but the salary and the bonus they offered would never compare to the one of the Salvatore firm.
"After what you just pulled Bonnie, if I may, of course. You are hired, but we will make a bit of a change in your initial function." Enzo said, smiling proudly.
"My function I am here for is to be a junior assistant for Mr. Salvatore."
"Of course you will be, but Mr. Salvatore has a bad habit to get himself in dangerous situations and we need a tough candidate and you perfectly fit and you might have to protect him."
"But you are hiring me as a body guard?" Bonnie asked incredulously to the new development unfolding before her.
Enzo could not stop a laugh "No, you will work under him as a lawyer and help him in most cases, but things can get dangerous."
Bonnie eased into the rest of the interview and Enzo assured her she did not have to wait for a call as the job was hers. Bonnie was satisfied and in a jolly mood. She called her mom on her way back and later Caroline. She also called Lucy who found a reason to party after the good news. That night they were set to go to explore the New York night life.
During her conversation with her mother, Abby had suggested to Bonnie to find a magical way to trace her so called soul mate. Now that she had secured a job, she was more motivated to advance the research in that purpose.
She spent half the day going through her grimoire but she could not find any useful spell or potion. But she had high hopes Lucy could come up with one as she was specialized in potions and tracking magic. When Lucy finally came back, she and Bonnie did not waste any time.
As expected, the tall caramel girl had a potion which could be twisted to fit Bonnie's goal. They brought themselves into the kitchen gathering the herbs, candle and bowl they needed. Lucy started to mixed each ingredient as she recited the spell.
"Per gradus propius et ignis fortiori." Both witches repeated with each ingredient poured, the fire grew stronger as well as the flame in the candle did.
As the last herbs were added, Bonnie cut herself adding her blood to the mix to make the potion target specific. Bonnie had to consume all the contents from the bowl. She started feeling her blood boil and her body was shaking. She glared at Lucy and the woman just shrugged
"Side effect, I suppose. But again, your blood might boil every time you are really close to your soul mate and as you touch him the burning will stop."
"Could you not find something less painful and uncomfortable?"
"Hey, not really, but knowing you this could actually make it possible for you to care about finding him." Lucy flashed her a bright smile. "Now go get ready for tonight."
Bonnie left the room a bit pissed off. An hour later Lucy was rushing her out of the condo, the taxi was waiting outside. The night was promising to be crazy. The club Lucy had selected was a hype club of the city and the queue at the entrance could vouch for that. It was extending infinitely but luckily Lucy seemed to know the owner, a frequent customer in her shop. So both ladies made it in and were welcomed by the blasting song from Rihanna - work. Bonnie went on the dance floor when Lucy headed towards the bar.
Predator eyes were scanning the room, when they stopped on a petite woman dressed in a devil red short jumpsuit with straight hair. She was graceful on the dance floor moving in accord with every beat. Each of her movements was drowning him. The anger he had felt earlier was wearing off. He stared at her, burning a hole on her body.
Damon Salvatore had found a prey: Bonnie Bennett. Tonight she would help him forget about his ex or current girlfriend, he could not say after the fight they had earlier. But now as he observed the flowing movement so hypnotically, everything seemed trivial around him. In the middle of her intoxicating dance she stopped and that caught Damon's attention. He started to look for the reason of the interruption.
Bonnie was dancing, feeling carefree and happy when it hit her. She was sweating but not because she was dancing, she was getting gradually uncomfortable and her blood rapidly started boiling.
"He is here." She said with a bit of apprehension. She really hoped not to meet him right away. She wanted to enjoy her single girl life long enough. But not with this burning unpleasant sensation
"Damn you, Lucy." She mumbled.
Bonnie observed her surroundings, trying to find anyone with raven hair and deep blue eyes. As those were common, four men were fitting the criteria. She had to approach them without looking psychotic or threatening. She settled on dancing with each of them. After two of them tried to touch her during the dance, she was reasonably annoyed because she was still boiling.
Damon was observing the young lady on the dance floor getting exponentially angry, she had been dancing with a few guys. Two had tried to touch her inappropriately and every time they did, she would blow them off. That pleased Damon but he was just waiting for her to stop. He was getting possessive with a stranger, but that didn't surprise Damon. He could decide to possess a human being upon an encounter and the red lipped girl would be his. And like any of his belongings, he did not like when others tried to play with them. But even for him this type of possessiveness was excessive. He was planning to hit and quit it. He needed to forget about his girlfriend or rather said, ex.
After dancing with the last guy, Bonnie felt helpless. The club was not that big, how could she not find him? She was frustrated. She texted Lucy and asked her to join her in the bathroom so she might stop this spell. On her way, she noticed eyes following her. She raised her head and her eyes were captured by the most beautiful pair of cyan eyes she had seen. They were piercing and shamelessly staring at her. She stared back; viridian eyes met blue eyes.
Then she took notice of his overall appearance and he had raven hair which would make a crow jealous. And the more she was getting closer to him, the more she was burning. He was definitely him. Bonnie was in shock. That was not her type of men. She liked the sweet boy looking type not the mysterious tortured looking type. But as she was observing him, she could see the appeal. He looked as a fallen angel standing out in a crowd and emitting a certain charisma.
She finally caught his eyes. Damon was thrown away when she froze in front of him. She was beautiful and in the dark her eyes stood out. He raised his hand and waved at her before smirking. She barely answered before rolling her eyes. She did not reacted as he wanted her to. Honestly, who could resist Damon Salvatore? Damon thought. Her disinterest towards him just made her more his target.
He smirked at her and Bonnie froze. She lost control over her own mind about her own lack of control over rolling her eyes. Oh no, he will think it is meant for him. Good way to go, Bonnie. She thought, scolding herself.
She had to go refresh herself in the bathroom and regain an aspect of calm. But she never made it there as she almost fell and was caught by a strong arm. Before she raised her head, she could tell it was him, but damn, he was fast. She straightened herself and tried to apologize and thank him.
"You okay, little bird?" He asked with a very suave voice. He is into pet naming, oh flaws already. Bonnie thought. She hated nicknames. "Yes, thank you, Mr.-?"
"Damon would be fine. And how I am supposed to call you?"
"Bonnie." She thought first name basis was okay, especially if he turned out to be a stalker or something like that. "Thank you, my hero, but I have to go." Bonnie said, leaving his tight embrace as she had not moved since he caught her.
"As a hero do I not deserve a bit more of your time?" Damon asked as he smirked devilishly at her.
To that she could not say no and she had the impression that would gonna be her weakness in the future and those blue eyes. He gave her his hand and she took it, following him.
They went to his table and had a conversation. They could not be any more different. If those two ended up being paired, they would be an oxymoron. Where Bonnie seemed to be reasonable, careful thinking and planning, Damon was impulsive. But on the other hand, their shared trait was the same avid of control, pride and stubbornness.
Alcohol was flowing and Bonnie was now tipsy and quite charmed. After few more drinks they decided to move the party to Damon's house. Bonnie texted Lucy, letting her know she was leaving with her soul mate to which Lucy gave her blessing. It was out of character from Bonnie, but she could protect herself.
They made it to Damon's house in no time. As she went out of the car, Damon attacked her mouth kissing her passionately and he never stopped as they were heading to the house. A few more kisses and touches were exchanged and clothes were thrown around. And the party ended up with Damon deep into Bonnie.
Bonnie woke up with her body covered by Damon's. The night had been a big bang for her. She was getting blessed with this man as her soul mate. She tried to move him from her body and she lost it to the contact of his skin. There was the well known sensation of "death".
Shit, I must be a magnet. She lifted him up with magic and threw him unceremoniously on the bed, but he seemed to be in a deep sleep. She could make it out before he woke up and never turn back. She was not ending her life with a vampire. She took her clothes quickly, slid in them and made it to the door when a voice stopped her. "Shit." She mumbled.
"Wow, never been on the receiving end. I am feeling so used." Damon said, faking offense.
"Look, dude, there is no hope here, difference species." Bonnie stated. "Wow, dude? Yesterday I was many things but a dude, really."
"No vampire policy, mister." Bonnie rolled her eyes, already tired of the discussion. "What sold me out, Bon?" She clacked her finger and the fireplace caught fire. "Wow, that explains how amazing you felt. Now I am inclined to consider more than what we had last night, little witch."
Bonnie snorted. "You must be deaf, no vampire policy." Damon just laughed. "Just kidding, have a girlfriend, this was a onetime thing, here." He threw something at her and she caught it. It was her earring.
She stared at him. "Don't want to be caught with that." He stated simply. "Asshole." She sent him flying into the wall and left. She had the most despicable soul mate and with her luck he was also a cheater. She would not end up with him over her dead body. She had to rush. She had to start her first day at the Salvatore firm.
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