When I was reading through Chapter 3, after I had posted it, I saw a mistake ... when it said "his and CAROLINE'S love was forbidden' I meant his and ELENA'S love was forbidden. Anyway, on that note, I will be double and triple checking this before I post it. Now I know you guys have been waiting a while for this chapter... so... HERE IT IS!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries (shame)

Elena woke up the next morning to the sun dancing over her eyes. It shone through the cracks in the window, and almost blinded her as she sat up abruptly. As Elena looked around a familiar room that was not her own, a whole nights worth of memories came flooding back. She remembered meeting Damon in the kitchen, admitting she loved him, listening to him confess his undying love to her, him kissing her with such passion and love and then she remembered the feel of his arms around her as she drifted off to sleep.

She turned to look at the side of the bed she had assumed Damon would still be sleeping in, to find it empty. She looked, stunned, down at the empty sheets and thought over everything.

What if he realized that he didn't love her? Or what if it was all a joke? What if he had told Giuseppe?

Then she shrieked. Giuseppe! She had not returned to her quarters before the day began and now, she was certain, Giuseppe knew that she had not slept in her own bed that night.

Just as she began to panic, she felt strong arms encase her and a soothing voice in her ear. She instantly relaxed into his embrace. Damon smiled into her hair and made sure to memorize the smell of her before pulling away to look at her. Her chocolate brown eyes shone with happiness, although a thick layer of innocence and vulnerability was hidden behind it, only not well hidden enough.

"Good morning", she whispered.

Elena had to admit, Damon looked stunning. His hair was wet and silky, and his chest was bare. Only then did she realize.

"Oh, my! You just had a bath!" she shrieked, jumping out of the bed and backing away from him.

Damon rose with a chuckle. "Sorry", he muttered, securing the towel firmly around his waist. "And, no, nobody saw you. I made them bring me up the water and leave it outside. I filled it myself. There might even be some water left for you, if you would like".

Elena looked at him cautiously. She tip-toed around the bed as if she was trying not to wake him up. Damon chuckled and moved towards her. She stepped back slightly, tugging at the silk of her nightwear. She bit her lip nervously as he stared down at them.

He leaned in slowly, opening his mouth to speak, but closing it immediately Elena stopped biting her lip and waited for his lips to meet hers, only they failed to do so. She heard a gasp and a sigh. She froze as her eyes flung wide open. She stared at the young girl standing in the doorway with a bucket and small circular sponge. The girl only looked around 14, and by the looks of her clothes, she was a servant of Damon's. She had long, blonde hair that reached past her waist and a small ribbon tied about her neck. She wore a short, brown dress, obviously made of scraps, and a small towel was tossed over her shoulder. She shrieked and carefully placed the bucket on the floor before muttering an apology and turning to leave.

Damon sighed. "Rosalinda!" he growled. "You know of my rules! Learn to knock!" he hissed.

The girl, Rosalinda, whimpered and cowered away from him.

"Damon!" Elena whispered. He looked at her with a confused expression before he turned to look back at the girl. Elena scooped up the ends of her dress and slowly approached the girl. She knelt down and took the girl's small, dainty hands in hers.

"Don't worry" she began, "just please knock next time, oh, and I am begging you, do not tell anyone! Please"

Elena looked up at the girl seriously waiting for her answer. The girl relaxed and smiled, "Of course!"

Elena giggled and released her, sending her on her way. Damon was shocked. He stared at her in awe as she turned back to him and gave him a stern expression. She sighed and looked at the floor before slowly, and carefully walking towards him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head in the crook of his neck, and once again, she felt as though it was made for her.

Damon smiled and pulled back. "I'm sorry for being horrible to her", he frowned. "I better go... um..., change?"

Elena looked down and saw the towel slipping down his waist. She giggled, but stepped back and watched, giggling, as he hurried back to bathroom to dress for the day.

Elena turned around and crept out of the room, ran down the hall, and jumped into her room, locking the door behind her.

For some reason, she felt even more confident after her night with Damon. She felt like such a bad girl, but then again loved the feeling of being with him, and although she hated being bad, she knew she wouldn't leave him for the world. She called in her servant, and close friend, Emily, who helped her change and style her hair. She slipped into a simple purple dress. The skirt itself was split into several different colors It was designed with black and purple stripes across the skirt, the black being decorated matching purple and black bows and the purple on its own. The bodice was again, very simple, and completely purple, although the sleeves ended with a floral, yellowy colored fabric. The neckline also was decorated the same. Elena loved the dress, and admired the hair style Emily had 'made' to match. Her hair was in curls around her face, and a bonnet scrapped on top.

Elena walked out of the estate and into the fields, parasol in hand. She strolled around for a while, before she noticed Damon sitting on a rock not far away. She called his name and waited for him to turn around.

When Damon heard his name, as if it were sung by an angel, he turned to look at one. Elena looked stunning, and he had to say, he loved the dress. She looked so simple but incredibly beautiful. He was stunned out of his skin.

He noticed her begin to walk towards him, so he began to run towards her. She stopped and waited for him to reach her, a smug grin on her face.

"Where, might I ask, did you go this morning? When I came from the bathroom, I thought you had left, although it seems you were busy, getting yourself even more beautiful than usual. And, might I say, Elena, you look so magnificent. Indescribable. Truly stunning!" he blurted.

Elena laughed; the sound like a wind chime in Damon's ears. He sighed.

"Always the charmer, Damon. And no, I did not leave you", she giggled, extending her hand.

Damon kissed it, his lips lingering longer than necessary and Elena knew why. She stared down at Damon, gazing into his eyes.

"Come with me?" he asked, interlacing his fingers with hers. She nodded, and couldn't hold back a laugh as he towed her away from the estate and into the fields surrounding it.

"Damon!" Elena giggled, "my shoes are not suitable!"

Damon chuckled but continued on, running deeper and deeper into the forest. He stopped abruptly and Elena tripped, falling into his arms.

She screamed and wrapped her arms around his neck, supporting herself as he lifted her back up to her feet.

Elena looked into his eyes, as he looked back at hers. In seconds, Damon sent his lips crashing against hers as they kissed as much as possible because they just knew that this moment would end soon.

Giuseppe stood further away, standing over a dead fox, staring down at the corpse when he heard giggles. He turned and searched the area when he noticed Damon and Elena running. Damon stopped and Elena fell. He pulled her up, and then, to Giuseppe's surprise, kissed her with such force. Giuseppe growled and kicked the corpse away. He stormed back into the house and up to his wife's room. He would not tell her about them, but he would do something about them.

Later at dinner, Elena noticed Giuseppe's constant staring. They were all sitting around the table; Damon next to Elena, Giuseppe opposite Elena and Stefan opposite Damon. They were sitting around the table eating an Italian dish, made by Stefan, surprisingly. He was glaring at her, not at all fazed by the fact she knew he was looking. She felt uneasy so she tapped Damon's leg under the table. Damon knew straight away.

"So, father, what did you do today?" he asked, staring at his father as if telling him to stop making Elena feel uneasy.

Giuseppe frowned but kept his eyes on Elena. "Nothing. Although, I did search the forest this afternoon and noticed something very shocking" he noted evilly.

Damon and Elena froze, as still as statues. Giuseppe laughed at their faces; priceless.

"Oh, and also, I talked to Miss Forbes, Damon" he said, stealing Damon's attention. "She will be coming with her family tomorrow afternoon."

Damon shuddered and growled, "Father you know..."

"No!" Giuseppe shouted.

Stefan sat across from his brother, watching in utter confusion and shock.

"And I also talked to Miss Lockwood earlier, Elena," he chuckled, turning to her.

The Lockwoods were the wealthiest family in Mystic Falls and it was no surprise given Richard Lockwood was the mayor of Mystic Falls. Elena noticed over the years that Giuseppe certainly liked Richard for his interest in money, and she also noticed Stefan meeting with Tyler Lockwood sometimes. She, herself, could not stand either, but she only saw them very rarely.

"I know you have been living here for three years now, but we never extended a permanent invitation and what with the Lockwoods looking for another servant... I thought you might fit the job." Elena gasped and looked at him with a 'seriously!' expression on her face. Damon furrowed his brows and looked at his father, dead serious.

"Father what are you implying?!" he growled. Elena and Stefan both gulped.

"Elena, you are moving out, next week!" Giuseppe grinned.

Elena, Stefan and Damon all sat, wide-eyed, staring at Giuseppe as an evil smirk sat upon his face, Elena panting. "WHAT!" they all cried in unison.

Ooh! Cliffhanger, again! So, what did you think? Honest opinions, please. I do this for you. I hope you liked it and next chapter will be focused on Damon and Elena spending as much time as possible together, an unlikely character arrives and Stefan tries to persuade his father into letting Elena stay... does he succeed?

A/N: I'll be posting again around thursday, maybe friday :P

Elena's dress is on my profile for those of you who are interested :D