CHAPTER 4

FEUD

Damon is angry, ambushed almost hurt. He is also confused.

This state of mind is new to him. He always knew what he wanted. Women, Salvatore enterprises, his car.. He picked what he wanted in one go. Even when he was literally violating his marital vows, he still knew whom he wanted. But now he is confused.

Seeing Bonnie tonight in another man's arms made his chest constrict. He felt nauseous. Not even hours ago he was thinking about Bonnie as needy and annoying, and now all he wants to do is rip this bloke's arms, that is touching his wife, off him. Why ?

Damon knew he loved her. At least he thought he loved her enough to want to live with her forever. But He also knows that's all changing now. He misses his old life. Irrespective of his affair with Elena, He knew him and Bonnie's time is running short. He knows this marriage is coming to an end, which he would take the blame for entirely. Damon is clear that marital life is not for him. So with that being said, His feelings after watching his wife waltzing romantically with another guy left him perplexed. His inner thoughts were interrupted by his wife walking towards him with an attitude.

"Evening Hubby" Bonnie said sinisterly.

But Damon is in a mood, " What. Was. That?"

" What, That? Oh you know, when a couple whirl around to music on stage , perfectly in sync with each other.. They go round and roun.."

" This.. is not the time to sass me Bonnie" He closed his eyes in anger and said tightly.

" That was called the waltz Damon" She said.

" You are really testing my patience now"

"Am I? Its funny cos I already ran out of mine" The alcohol was speaking for her now.

Damon roughly took hold of her right arm , " What the hell are you talking about?"

Bonnie fumed because of his manhandling. She glared at him once and Stefan stepped in, " Guys you are making a scene"

That's when the couple noticed that some of their colleagues were looking at them curiously.

Damon gave them a light smile and removed his offending hand from Bonnie, took hold of her hand and led her outside. Bonnie allowed him to lead her because she wanted to give him a piece of her mind.

When Stefan saw Caroline about to follow her friend out, He stopped her.

Caroline was whisper yelling to Stefan, " How can you stand your asshole of a brother"

"Trust me, its an acquired trait"

" Now what stupid excuse is he gonna give her"

" Baby.. Let them deal with it on their own"

Caroline huffed. Stefan knew if his girlfriend had a chance of dealing with Damon, his brother would be losing one or more limbs.

Damon drag walked Bonnie out of the hotel and into the back parking lot, where nobody was present. He din't want suspicious eyes to ogle them when they were having a marital dispute.

The enraged couple were glaring at each other.

" Care to explain yourself?" Damon asked.

Bonnie scoffed, " I don't have to explain shit to you"

" What the fuck are you doing here at the Mikaelsons Bonnie?

" Why din't you tell me the gala is tonight?"

He huffed angrily," Who was that meathead you were dancing with?"

" Whom did you come with as your date?"

Damon's eyes widened for a second fearing if she knew what he was up to. But convinced himself there was no way.

" Are we going to go back and forth all night, or are you going to fucking answer me?"

" Don't fucking yell at me"

" I will when my wife is practically fucking some dimwit on stage"

Bonnie was outraged beyond words now. No this M.F did not just insult my modesty when he is practically two timing her and his slut.

" Why you hypocritic ass.. You basically waltz in here with some anorexic whore.. and you question my virtue?"

"Okay one, I did not bring some whore, Elena is my assistant and two, Am not the one dancing with her on stage"

"Elena huh.. You've never mentioned her before?"

" I wonder why.. I know all your assistants, I don't remember an Elena in that.. why is that Damon?" Bonnie pried wondering if her husband would at least now feel guilty and come clean with her.

Damon became self conscious. His anger aside, he suspected if his wife knew something because her stance was very telling.

" What are you insinuating wife?" He asked defensively.

" Its only insinuating if its not true Damon" Bonnie said folding her arms across her chest.

Damon was now convinced that his wife knows something more than she lets on. He knew he has to tread lightly now.

" Bonnie, You effected this whole situation. If you had just agreed to come, I wouldn't have had to bring my assistant"

" Don't you dare turn this on me Damon. You invited her just to get on my nerves, To get back at me.. Be a man and admit it"

" Why would I do that? I asked you first remember, You turned me down"

"Yes.. And that is exactly why you went and did what you did.. To spite me"

Damon grit his teeth because his wife was onto him. She read him like a book. Damon invited Elena indeed to spite his wife. But he wouldn't admit to that.

" Are you sure that could be the only reason Bonnie? Cos she is way better company than my attention seeking wife too!" He threw at her face with all the venom he could muster.

Bonnie stumbled a little. She din't have a reply. She was too hurt to reply. So not only he sleeps with his mistress but also thinks she is better than me . She has descended rapidly from being his loving wife to a showy swank that is vying for attention. Well, that revelation changed everything.

" Why tell me how you actually feel Damon.. So is that why you din't tell me the gala was tonight? You thought I would try and stop you from going with her?" , Bonnie said defeatedly.

Damon is a jackass but he never did like when Bonnie cried. Its better to see her be angry with him than cry. So he din't answer her and just looked at the pained expression on his wife's face.

Bonnie laughed sadly shaking her head. Damon din't know how to take it. He looked at her pensively.

" All these years together.. And you don't know me still.." She looked into his eyes and slowly a tear drop fell from her left eye.

Damon was unnerved officially. He has never seen this side of her. This defeated , sullen , lonely looking person is not his wife.

" I know you better than anyone Bonnie" , He was unsure himself actually.

"That's where you are wrong Damon.. You don't know me.. If you had, You would know that I would never be a hindrance to your happiness.. " , she said in a small voice crying.

Damon looked at her silently, half wanting to comfort her half wanting to know what she meant. He went with the latter.

" What are you saying? Are you telling me you would have happily sent your husband off with another woman to a party?", He asked laughing cynically.

" I am not a fool Bonnie.. I know if I had told you who my date was beforehand, You would have hit the roof and stopped me from going"

Bonnie reckoned Damon was not half wrong. She indeed would have hit the roof and prevented him from going with her.

BEFORE.

Now?

She was not sure.. She wasn't even sure what was it that she was holding onto in this marriage. Him? Their love? Their vows? All of those felt like poor excuses anymore.

" Maybe.. Or maybe not..", She said in a very low voice that Damon had to strain to hear.

She looked to the ground and said solemnly , " Now that I know where your heart is "

Damon swallowed thickly. He knew his wife was perceptive and might have caught on what he was up to and her words proved it. Does she know that he is seeing Elena? It was doing something to his stomach seeing her broken like this.

" And where is it Bonnie? "

" Ha.. " She shook her head laughing without humor and finally looked into his eyes , " Not with me.." She whisper cried , tears staining her beautiful face.

Damon was speechless. Was she right? Has he truly lost his love for his wife? He thought she looked the most beautiful when she was sad. Does that make him a sadist? Is that why he hurts her too often ? He din't have an answer to his own questions.

"I would have never stopped you from going with her Damon.. If that's what you wanted. You could have told me.. Just..." , She took a deep breath and exhaled , " You could have just told me but.. You din't respect me enough to tell me, nor did u know me enough "

Damon felt like a douche bag. He was a little negligent when it came to his wife. But he din't understand what she was telling. Is she giving him green signal for dating others? Is Bonnie saying she would be okay if they had an open relationship? Nahh.. His Bonnie was not like that.

" Look Bonnie.. Am sorry for not telling you the gala was tonight, I guess I am petty that way cos I was mad you din't want to go with me.. And as for Elena.. She is just an assistant I brought.. Nothing special" , He lied openly.

"Yeah nothing special.. but way better company than me right?"

Damon knew he was walking on thin ice here. He din't want to give away much. So he lied smoothly, something he did a lot lately with her.

" I din't mean it alright.. She is my junior and that is it.. My heart is with you baby" He walked towards her and held her hands.

And his lying only infuriated her more. Why cant he just come clean with her. She snatched her hands away. Bonnie wondered why he was fighting so hard to keep his mistress from her. Its very clear that his heart lies with her, he more or less said so himself. Bonnie wanted to smash his head with something.

" Did you take me for a fool Damon?" She was shaking in anger now.

" What?", He was confused.

" You are such a fucking liar.. You- " , She screamed almost telling him she knew.

Damon's teeth ground because of her swearing and he interrupted her, " Bonnie stop swearing.. Behave like a lady for once"

She scoffed ," And he asked her to act like a lady... Tell me Damon , Does that harlot inside act like a lady when you ask her to?" When you ask her to get on her knees and suck you off? Bonnie din't voice that though.

Damon lost it and took hold of her arms roughly, " Why don't you worry about us and leave Elena alone! Or do you only wiggle your tail to that moron inside?", He pushed her away disgustedly.

Bonnie was shocked. He did not just call her a lap dog. She raised her hands and..

WHAM.

She slapped him.

Damon's head turned to the side involuntarily due to the impact. He was stunned. This was the first time his wife has ever lost it enough to hit him. The next second he realized he crossed a line with his words.. But the sting in his cheeks changed his mind from apologizing to going off on her completely.

He grabbed her arms harshly and got into her face with his pupils completely dilated.

" Don't you ever.. fucking do that again" , He growled in anger, his hot angry breaths spreading on her face causing her to shudder. She has never seen Damon like this.

"Is this why you brought him here? To humiliate me physically in front of him? To rub on my face that I don't have any control over you? Huh Bonnie?!" He was screaming on her face and holding both her arms tightly now causing her to bruise. His eyes were big and scary that Bonnie backed away in fear.

But all the shots she had earlier had already soaked her brain completely. She was highly emotional at this point. She was yelling at one moment crying the next. So with all the courage that is left in her still.. She yelled back.

" Yes I did it to get back at you.. To put your white ass in its fucking place.. You don't control me Damon.. The very fact that you want to, tells me that you don't love me anymore.. Maybe you made the right choice in bringing her instead of me, cos contrary to your belief, I am not anyone's lap dog Damon . I have a brain and a life..So if I want to bring someone then I will.. If you can , Why cant I ?! " She grunted low in his face as the tears finally stopped.

Damon's eyes got bigger, " A woman can't do everything a man can Bonnie. And I am a man"

" Wow.. I see am not only married to a hypocrite, also to a chauvinist" she said clenching her teeth and tried to wiggle away from him but his hold was tight.

He roughly pushed her away with fuming anger for the second time that evening. Damon knew he is a chauvinist. He was brought up old school by his father believing women are not equal to men in skills. That's the reason why he never supported his wife's carrier. He thought she was a good surgeon but he din't believe she would achieve anything big in life with that. He din't want her to work after marriage but Bonnie refused to marry him if he din't allow her. So he reluctantly agreed. According to Damon Bonnie would have lived that mediocre life as a surgeon if she din't marry him and He din't forget to throw that in her face from time to time.

"What ? Cat got your tongue? Or you accepting you are both ?", She asked still holding her arms.

The couple just stared at each other, heavily breathing. They were silent for a whole minute.

Bonnie broke the silence " Go enjoy with your assistant Damon, who is more charming than your wife. That's what you want right.." She said in a small voice.

At this point, Bonnie din't even know why they were both holding onto this marriage. There clearly was no love lost between them anymore.

Damon finally took notice of his wife's defeated sullen tone and he felt guilty for a second for causing her so much pain. But he never knew how to be gentle with her or with any women. Damon for a second contemplated going back in and taking Elena on that offer because a good fucking is exactly what he needed right about now.

Just in time Caroline came back running.

" Bon are you alright?" she asked in concern.

Bonnie din't answer. Just kept staring at Damon with hatred in her eyes and held one of her arms with her other arm because it was hurting where he held them roughly.

Caroline noticed it and gasped. There was a bruise forming on both her arms just above the frills. She got ready to blast Damon when her boyfriend came running towards them.

" Bonnie you are wanted inside", Stefan said.

" Why?" , She asked still holding her bruised arm.

" Congratulations.. You and Marcel won the best dance for the evening, and they want you two on stage to give out the cheque for the orphanage they are donating it to"

Damon's fists clenched. Bonnie was shocked, she din't think she would win. She slightly chanced a look on her husband and surely enough his eyes were boring an angry hole on her but he din't say anything. Surprisingly.

Caroline was infuriated at Damon for marking Bonnie's arms like that, " Damon you asshole, Don't you touch her like that again"

" She is my wife blondie and she hit me.. Don't act like your friend here is a saint", he said gritting his teeth.

" Doesn't give you the right to rough her up you idiot and am sure you deserved every last one of them ", She was fuming now.

If Damon wasn't so furious with his wife now, he would have seriously shown Caroline his true face for calling him an idiot. But his mind was preoccupied.

Bonnie and Stefan sensed a storm coming, So Bonnie quickly tugged Caroline , " Let it go Care, My husband is a medieval tyrant when it comes to me", she said snidely, looking into Damon's eyes and walked away.

Damon watched her walk away with a lot going on his mind predominantly, the anger he felt for her.

" What the hell man? You are getting physical with her now!" , that was Stefan.

" What? Are you fucking high or something.. You say it like I was beating her up.. Besides she slapped me first"

"Am sure she had her reasons.. And do you even hear yourself! You were grabbing her like some big ape.. there are bruises on her arms Damon!" Stefan was yelling at this point because he desperately wanted to instill in his brother's mind that men grabbing women and marking them IS indeed abuse.

Damon wasn't buying it, " Oh stop being melodramatic Stefan"

" Am I? Look Damon, I kept silent when you were emotionally draining her not to mention abusing her with your sharp tongue all these years. But what I will not tolerate is my brother thinking its okay to put his fucking hands on his wife! I mean it Damon.. She is my sister and I will come for your ass if you hurt her physically again" , Stefan was at Damon's face now roaring.

Damon din't expect his brother to turn on him over his wife. His brother was his only confidante in this world, and he wondered why is Stefan so furious with him. Its not like he was punching Bonnie in the face. Besides he is not a women abuser.. At least not physically. But he din't like Stefan one upping him.

Damon got closer to Stefan, " Are you threatening me Brother?"

" Am warning you Damon.. You need to get your shit under control with her man!" he grunted.

Damon was quiet for sometime. He turned the other side with his hands on hips thinking. He knew Stefan was right. He had no right to manhandle Bonnie and all these quarrelling and arguments with her lately is only exhausting him. What was the point of it all. He is pretty sure Bonnie knows something and he wanted to do damage control. He din't expect the conversation to turn ugly like this, but it did.

He needed to be clear headed for the next time he meets with his wife, for that he needed to be fucked his brains out.

He went in search of Elena.

When he entered the Grand Pelladio once again, It looked like his wife and the bloke had already gave out the cheques to the orphanage and were now posing for pictures on the stage.

The guy had his arm around her waist and was smiling to the camera. Damon wanted nothing but to break his teeth. Bonnie for her part was equally smiling and charming people like she din't have a showdown with him moments ago. All her tears were gone. She looked happy. Damon stood there and watched them and then left in search of Elena to the rest room.

Elena was just coming out of it when Damon ambushed her and pushed her in and kicked the door close and locked.

She gasped in surprise. Damon quickly checked the stalls for anyone and was relieved to find none. Luckily it was unisex so when they go out no one would suspect them, he thought.

" Now, What did you have in mind to cool me off?" He asked licking his lips.

Elena smirked. This was how she had wanted this night to end.

" I can show you" , she said seductively and walked towards him swaying her hips in that fashion he liked.

But Damon roughly took hold of her neck and grunted," On your knees.. Now"

Elena got wet instantly. She was turned on by his dominance always.

"Yes sirr.." She got down on her knees not caring for the filthy floor, unzipped him and started doing what she thought to be the best weapon when it came to Damon. She sucked him off to hell .

Damon's grunts and groans echoed off the bathroom walls. He was letting go of every frustrating thought he had of his wife. He wanted to forget her at least for the time being. Although it was difficult to enjoy because his wife's image of dancing with someone else kept reappearing whenever he closed his eyes.

He stopped her , " Get up.. Bend over"

He wanted to fuck her because being sucked was not cutting it.

Elena dutifully bent over. He pushed her tiny dress up and was not surprised when he found no panties. Elena turned and winked.

He entered her in one swift move and started fucking her roughly. She moaned throatily. They fucked like two animals in heat. Elena consciously moaned his name louder. She would be lucky if someone heard her and her plan was set into motion.

"We could hav.. gone to the suite.. Ughh Fuckk.." , She said.

"Cant wait that long.. Grhh.. I want it noww.." , He groaned.

"Okkayy.. Damoonn.." She squealed his name.

Damon held her head down on the platform and growled ," Stop calling out my name bitch"

He din't want anyone to know yet , Damon felt a little ashamed to be doing this, especially when his wife was in the same building. But his carnal instincts took over.

Elena repeatedly shrieked his name whenever he plunged into her deep.

"Ah.. Fuck.. Damon..Damon.."

" Oh yeah.. fuck me like that... Ahh.. Damonnn..." She was cumming.

At this point he din't mind her calling out his name.. Because he was nearing his own climax. With one last thrust he came , his nuts shattering into a mini explosion.

" Urrrghhh... Fuck.. Ugh", Damon released all his irritation with his wife into that climax.

And suddenly they heard a loud thud outside of the door like something had fallen. They both stopped and realized someone was out. Damon zipped his pants and Elena pushed her dress down and fixed her hair and turned towards him.

" Hey.. You okay?" She felt like something was off with him. He din't even kiss her when he barged in like that earlier.

" Yeah am fine" , he said not really looking into her.

"Are you ready.. you go out first.." , He said and moved into one of the stalls.

She would get into it later she thought , opened the door and saw no one. She shrugged and walked away.

Two minutes later, Damon came out and stepped onto something on the floor of the hallway. He looked down and took it. Someone's phone.

He turned and was shocked to see his wife's face and his smiling as the screensaver. She must have dropped it.

That means... The realization hit Damon, She knows.

Hey everyone.. Sorry for the late update.. My muse hit me only recently.. Appreciate all you guys' reviews for the last chapter. Tell me if you like this one cos am not sure about this one.