Hello once again readers! I was asked this week if Rebekah was in on Delena's dirty little secret. Don't worry, this chapter will clear things up for you. This chapter brings introductions to new settings and character. Worried? maybe you should be. Haha anyway, hope you enjoy!
The past week, Elena and Damon's secret affair had intensified. Stolen make out sessions in his office, late night dates to remote locations had been on the week's agenda.
The most difficult component of their private relationship was not being able to tell Rebekah. She had been pestering Elena for details about how and where she had been spending her recent free time; now Elena was struggling to find excuses.
It was Saturday morning and Elena was to have breakfast with Damon. The plan was to sneak out, but she had no such luck.
"Where the hell are you going Elena Gilbert?" Rebekah's shrill voice came from her bedroom.
"I'm meeting with a friend." Elena lied.
She felt guilty about betraying her best friends trust, but it needed to be done. There was too much to loose if anyone in the office found out.
"Stop lying to me. I have ignored it all week. Please, tell me the truth." Rebekah had waltzed out of her room, her hair in a tangled mess whilst a purple silk robe covered her barely-there pajamas. It was safe to assume Tyler was asleep in her bed.
It honestly couldn't be that bad telling Rebekah. She knew no one who could get Damon or herself in trouble. Elena tossed the thought around her mind while Rebekah stood there, awaiting answers.
"Okay, but this has to stay a secret." Elena made her promise.
"Fine. Now are you going to tell me or stand around making truces all day?" Rebekah was stubborn, and she always got her way. Elena contemplated how much she should tell her.
"I'm seeing Damon. I know you think it's bad for me but I really like him." Elena said and she looked at her best friends with pleading eyes.
"Bad for you? Elena, this is toxic, dangerous! There are so many reasons as to why this won't work!" Rebekah's voice was raising and Elena had already foreseen her objections.
"Nice to see you're being a supportive best friend, Bek. Now if you don't mind, I'll be going." Elena pushed her way into the hall.
"I'm sorry! I'm just trying to help you Elena. I don't want to see you hurt again." Rebekah's cries went unheard as Elena made her way outside and into the crisp winter air.
The drive to Damon's house had been awful. Rain splattered her windscreen so bad she could barely see, the traffic for such an early time was unheard of and her heater was broke, so she sat in the car freezing to death. Not to mention her disagreement with Rebekah, which had played on her mind the entire trip.
She sighed with relief once she reached Damon's residence. It was a mansion! The large brown house was surrounded by lush green gardens, just out of town. Elena made her way up the wooden steps and knocked on his door.
Damon met her by the door in casual Saturday jeans and a tight fitting t-shirt. He had sexy bed hair and his usual smirk was on display.
"Hey. You made it." Elena could hear the happiness in his voice. She was glad to be here.
"Of course. I wouldn't miss the opportunity to spend time with you for the world." Elena smiled as Damon kissed her lips with the same fierceness as the first and last time they embraced. "You have such a lovely home."
"Thank you Elena, how about I show you around before we eat?" Damon pulled off her coat, his hands caressed her arms and his mouth dotted her neck with warm kissed.
The guided tour of his place was wonderful. There were multiple bedrooms and bathrooms, a warm study and homely lounge. Not to mention the enormous kitchen where they found themselves cooking a monstrous feast. Admittedly, it was mostly Damon who was cooking, whilst Elena sat pretty upon the island bench top.
Elena snacked on the bacon Damon was frying up as they spoke about where they would like to be in ten years. Damon's plans were to find love and have Salvatore Law Firm be a nation wide success.
"What about you beautiful?" Damon asked her once he finished his explanation of overseas cities he wanted to explore.
"My biggest wish is to be settled down with a beautiful family. Two or three children. I want to be a professional lawyer working in the courts on high-profile cases. Travel and all that." Elena told him as she continued to bite into the fresh food on offer.
"Hopefully, you will be the best lawyer Salvatore Law Firm has ever seen." She bent over to kiss him.
They continued to kiss and Damon's hands were running amuck all over her thighs, sneaking beneath her pale skirt. Elena's fingers were intertwined in his thick hair. Damon let his mouth wander over Elena's chest, un-buttoning her shirt one at a time. Elena broke out in a childish giggle and he couldn't help but follow suit.
"Am I interrupting?" A voice came from the doorway. They both froze and looked around. Standing there was a man, similar in size to Damon with brown hair and wild green eyes. Elena jumped off the table and buttoned her shirt back up.
"Stefan. What the hell are you doing here?"
Did you predict Stefan's arrival? Think he's going to cause trouble for these two new lovers? What is he doing back? Let me know what you think along with any suggestions for imrpovement. Thanks to all the readers who have stuck around, I hope you continue to do so. Till next time! xox
