Her man

by Daddysadist

Elena is the daughter of a Don, Grayson Gilbert. Who is afraid that his enemies, The Michaelsons, due to their enmity would cause her harm, he gives away important area under his charge to Damon Salvatore, who is an emerging Don from Italy in exchange for marrying his daughter and ensuring her safety against the Michaelsons. Will Elena accept this marriage. AU/AH/DE

7. I thought that i could change you

He had first seen Elena during the death anniversary event that Grayson held for his wife every year in December. He was ordered to target and shoot his one and only daughter Elena, who was just seventeen at the time, however on seeing her , he couldn't pull the trigger, it was the first time in his life that a woman's eyes had made his fingers numb to even press that trigger, he couldn't. Instead he went warned everyone to not harm her in any way. He couldn't understand why? Of course he knew, she was beautiful, but lots of women were, and even though he tried- he couldn't shake this girl off his head, no other woman would do for him except her and he realized that, maybe this was an obsession. He was blindly in love with her. The following around, knowing everything he could about her, he knew how she sounded when she laughed, when she cried- when she was excited or just tired, he knew everything. At her eighteen birthday, he decided to abduct her, he did try, but Klaus interrupted , his own brother , telling him to knock some sense into himself because she was an enemy, but he felt like a junkie, he couldn't just look and look and not have her, he needed to. He'd go behind Klaus's back- but that wouldn't turn out so great, till he decided , he didn't need anyone to tell him what to do. The plan had been a failure and resulted in, Elena's marriage, which he would never accept, what the fuck does a marriage mean? Elena would never have gotten married if it weren't for her father. Klaus was right, he should have been more patient, but it didn't mean the end of everything- he still had a very solid chance. Kol stood on the deck of his yacht as he smoked his Robusto cigar, he didn't know he'd feel so helpless, he always got what he wanted since the start, he wanted Elena and she was far away from his reach and it was already a month to her meaningless marriage, he lost her to no other than that Italian bastard, who he had no idea had his gaze set on Elena, all Kol ever perceived of him was that he was a greedy motherfucker. Most of the small racketeers like him didn't make it so far, but guess he did, Damon Salvatore did, but if thinking he could over power Michaelsons in business and then snatch away Elena? he was under-estimating Kol fucking Michaelson. He wasn't going to win forever. He felt his phone buzz in his pants and he sighed reaching for it, "Hello. How's it going?"

"The girl is easy, it's not going to be a tough job." The voice assured.

"I hope not, I got you into that Bastard's house, I want the girl." He cleared his throat.

"Okay boss."

(-HMHMHMHMHM-)

Damon gestured the man in the off white suit to sit on the chair placed in front of the table between them, the man was over sixty, the skin on his cheeks sagging, his white brows constantly furrowing at the young man sitting in front of him. He kept his snake head cane against the table's edge and sat clearing his throat, "It's good to finally meet you Salvatore." His voice shaky because of his age.

"I wish I could say the same Butorin , Although the circumstances deprive me of that feeling. I know what's going on Sergei- I really do." His long fingers pulled open the drawer, "Cigarettes? Cigars?"

"I cut an year ago."

"Ah- health conscious." He commented before shutting the drawer. "I know what your brotherhood is doing, by not letting me in, you guys are protesting for a man, who doesn't know business." He sat straight, "You defend Grayson? He's playing the victim by acting like I forced this and pushed this on him but I assure you I am very much against that."

"Tell me your deal." He interrupted, "I know what you want Damon, you don't want to work with us, you want to work above us." He spat, "I've met men like you before claiming to be the part of our brotherhood, what the hell do you know about us? Grayson was easy to pressure , he was pressed under my thumb."

"I don't want to take over Sergei, I understand the struggle of your brotherhood and as much as you hate me, you have to agree on the fact that my ideas are substantial and not based on an emotional preference, unlike you or Grayson, he couldn't make it because of his daughter and you cant because you are too damn stubborn to let an Italian in." he shrugged.

"You want to corrupt what I have worked on throughout my life and I do not allow that." The old man slapped the desk, Damon rolled his eyes, "Yeah what about Grayson huh?"

"I told you I considered him not a problem." He said fisting his hands. Damon shook his head, "Sergei I am being civil with you because I owe you this, I remember you helping me and Stef when I needed it, but it doesn't mean I'll let you screw me this way, you killed my men, you killed Sam." He finally said it then sighed, "But I let it slip, now it's your call, either you do the damage control of your brain washing, you know you hold the majority there."

"Yes I do." He said through his teeth.

"Or-or." Damon chuckled wickedly, " I can easily order my men to start the massacre that you've been dreading okay? I have two strong bases in Italy and America as you see, I have thousands of men lined up here , training to end anyone, I am giving you a last chance Sergei , do it my way." He warned.

The man shook his head, "I will tear you apart." The man seethed, "I will make you realize where you came from, your bloody worth and where you would be heading with that attitude."

"And I'll be waiting on your answer." He gave an unbothered smile which caused to redden the old man's face a bit more as he got up and left. Damon too got up his chair and sighed as he loosened the tie, Stefan entered the cabin and raised his brows, "I might have heard him shout."

"He did." Damon bit the inside of his cheek, "He regrets helping us ever." Stefan could see regret in his brother's eyes before he blinked it away, "We need to give him a proposition that gets him to agree with us."

"Why don't we just charge on him, he can do nothing."

"No Stefan I don't want to when it's not necessary, he did help us when Vito died." Damon recalled.

Stefan shook his head, "So what? he killed forty seven men Damon , it's all because Gray motivated him in god knows what way and he did it, he killed the men we left Italy with. Doesn't that move you at all?"

He nodded turning to his brother, "Yes it does, it does hurt my pride, but Stefan if he wasn't there to save us- I would have never been able to protect you, we wouldn't have gotten out of there and started in the first place." He let out a breath, "And that to me holds some value." He tapped his fingers against the table anxiously, "I am growing up and I feel like I need to rationalize every move I make to check all the resulting consequences."

Stefan huffed taking off his coat, "Right, weren't you the one who didn't want to make his move with emotion and now all I see is feelings pouring out."

"You know I don't really care what you think, I need you to prepare a proposition and if it doesn't work, I'll do what I do." He spat as he loosened his tie further, "And don't you dare text my wife again."

(-HMHMHMHM-)

He felt exhausted coming back home at this hour, it was past midnight already, the whole house was quiet- rare, ever since Caroline Forbes came by, this place was never quiet. The girl was a firecracker. When ever he woke up and got ready for work he'd hear her talking to Bonnie or later Elena in a voice which held ear shattering frequency. So quiet was good, he liked quiet. Damon smirked as he got to his room. Oddly the lights were still on, although Elena slept with the lights off, he got inside the room making minimum noise and frowned to see her still up, sitting by the window, a clutter of rolled up sketch paper around her and she was busy tracing on a paper with focus. He knocked on the door to get her attention and she looked at him, up from her papers, "Oh-hi." She yawned and stretched her arms as if tired, when she got up the pages fell down her lap and she palmed her forehead, "I am sorry." She said leaning to pick it up.

"What are you doing up so late?"

"I had a curfew?" She chuckled, then stood up, "Well my teacher told me I lack something- inspiration." She sighed, "And ever since he said that it's stuck with me, so I couldn't close my eyes, I just wanted to make something." She gestured to the clutter, "I'll clean that up."

"Uh no Elena, go to bed."

She frowned, "Mm it's fine Damon , I don't feel much sleepy."

She sat back by the window, "You're on time." She said sarcastically. He grinned as he ran a hand through his hair, "Yeah I had a guest at the office so I actually waited a lot for him."

"Are you going to bed?" she asked seeing him walk to the wardrobe, "Why?" he asked from a far.

"I am hungry, do you want to have some dinner?" she asked biting her lip. He came back wearing a black V-neck and pants. "The staff is asleep."

"We can cook." She offered.

(-HMHMHM-)

He was mixing the ground beef, garlic and green pepper in the pan, "No I don't think you'd need that anyway, what did you think about when you were drawing first, before you lost the ability."

"Nothing." She wiped the tears from her cheeks chopping the onions her best through her blurred vision, "You know I was just a kid , trying to be like my mother, she painted well and maybe it was my way of remembering her."

"You give me that, you chop them like they owe you money." He shook his head at the uneven onions she cut, she pouted, "Well can I do the tomatoes?"

"Sure but ask them first."

"Damon!" she whined.

"Fine, here." He passed her the bowl of the tomatoes he washed.

"You know what?" he asked as he chopped the onions evenly and Elena was surprised by the precision of it while he was looking over the pan and talking, "I think the whole pulling you out of college messed you up."

"Maybe."

"It has to be that, you thought the art is going no where and that's the moment you decided you aren't going to do it and you lost practice progress." He said calmly and she felt like he read her whole mind in a second, "Even though the art lived inside you, the only reason you ever wanted to draw and paint was because you thought you could express yourself."

"Yes." She interrupted in a lost voice, "No one listened to me and whenever I'd make a sketch or a painting it was my statement and people would see it and they'd try to get to the root of my thoughts and once I felt like there is no one left to do that, I stopped." She blinked, "But I shouldn't have. It was the only thing I felt at peace with, you know when I'd paint or craft or sketch- it was like a whole new world you know." Her eyes glimmered as she spoke, "Mom and I use to do that together, sometimes she'd tell me that I was a princess with magic." She chuckled, "I made things and I gave things color." She sighed, "So when she passed away, I tried to swallow it down with this activity, but Dad told me that I have to abandon this, I have to let go." She smiled.

"You don't need to." He shrugged, "You found a way to connect, who the hell are Michaelsons to take that away." His hand clenched the knife a little, he then added the onions to it and continued mixing it, "Elena."

"Hmm." She said while struggling to chop tomatoes.

"That looks disgusting." He gestured to her work, her jaw dropped, "Can you not be so discouraging Damon, I am trying."

"Look Honey I've seen Stefan do it better when he was twelve." He rolled his eyes and took the tomatoes from her despite her protest, "Well give me something to do."

"You can clean the plates and the forks, that's the toughest job." He said in a taunting voice, she gritted her teeth, "Right."

She went over to the sink and cleaned the dishes, then hopped to sit on the counter, "So what are the frown lines about?"

"What frown lines?" he asked in a fake worry voice.

"Come on you can tell me." she sighed, "I bet it's about that guest."

He put the spaghetti in the boiler and set another pan for sauce, avoiding her question, she raised a brow, "Damon."

"It's this guy from Russia." He waved it off, "He doesn't want me to introduce my business there."

"and how is that stopping you? You get everything." She shrugged as if it's not a big problem, he turned around, "It's not that simple, you wont understand." He said moving back to look over the pans, he never realized she walked up behind him and held his bicep, slowly turning him to her, "Try me." she whispered from her soft lips and his eyes lingered there for a moment before he swallowed thick, "There was this guy Vito, Stefan and I worked for him in Naples and then he expanded his bases to Rome. It didn't work out and he was shot. Then the Michaelsons took full advantage of that and tired to take over bases, killing the men who refused to give up their base, Stefan was hardly eighteen and he survived a target kill because this other man, the guest I had today." He turned to stir the sauce, "Saved him and seeing how my sole purpose at the moment had been survival, I came off like a twenty-two year old with no plan and he took pity, took me and Stefan in, taught us a thing or two-"

"And now you are forced to destroy him." She ended it for him. He rolled his eyes, "I have no choice, majority is there and they expect an expansion, I've promised an expansion."

"so why doesn't this man understand? Doesn't he know you?" she asked softly, he drained the water from the spaghetti and she picked up a large bowl, he mixed it with the sauce and the cooked beef, "HE knows me, but he feels that there is a shift in my motive, it was survival now it is expansion. In his own words multiple times, an Italian isn't going to corrupt his brotherhood."

She frowned, "So don't do it, don't deploy men there."

"And what about all this Bratva-Cosa Nostra feud going on Elena, a lot of people are involved here, a lot of areas function under this, once I take this back, they will think I am a coward and pounce on me." he said bitterly, "And I've already lost almost fifty men due to this conservative Bratva mindset."

She bit her lip from speaking as he put the spaghetti in the plates and set a fork for her, "Anyways I don't want to talk about it." He huffed, "And I had to ask you something."

"Hmm." She said pulling out a chair from the table in the kitchen and sat, he did to right in front of her, "You texted me."

Once he mentioned her cheeks went red, she bit her lip as she looked up, "I did?" playing oblivious. There was no escape.

"Yeah I have receipts if you doubt." He winked at her and she looked down at her meal, "Look I wanted to text you, but I didn't- Caroline did."

"Oh thank god." He let out a sigh, she raised a brow.

"Co-incidentally Stefan was being an asshole and was on my phone, so the whole thing-"

She nodded with a laugh, "Ahh I kind of figured out it didn't sound like you."

"Really?" he felt a little heat rush up to his cheeks at her sweet smile, "What do I sound like?" he asked with a flirtatious grin, she rolled her eyes at his antics, "I think you're classy , you sound –" she clenched her eyes tightly then opened them, "Collected and in control , rather than being desperate." She shrugged.

He popped his collar tauntingly , she gasped and got ahead playfully punching his bicep, "Aren't you a narcissist Mr.Salvatore ."

"It's called self-appreciation Ma'am , look it up." He said taking a bite from the spaghetti , she sighed looking at her empty plate and leaned forward with her fork, "Can I ?"

"Dig in."

She chuckled and leaned forward sharing his plate, "This is delicious."

"I am not wearing a kiss the cook apron, my bad." He pouted, she chuckled, "Aww look who's getting carried away." She pulled away and got on her feet as she took her plate to the sink, he blinked unbelievingly at her tease as she had swayed her hips walking to the sink, he followed, "So what did you wanna text me about."

"Nothing special." She shrugged, "Just that I heard you last night." She sighed as she turned around to go, he followed, "Heard me?"

"You were sorry, that's all I received from whatever you said." She sighed as she went up the stairs, "and when I woke up."

"When you woke up?" he asked for her to continue as she walked ahead of him to their room, "I don't know okay." She blushed, "I missed you."

He stood there in his place, she missed him- this whole sentence sounded so nice, so sweet. When he went inside the room, she was picking up the rolled up papers, he walked over to her and watched as she threw it in the bin, "There all done." She smiled.

"It's almost two, you should get to bed." He suggested, she rolled her eyes, "Why are you sounding like my father?" he scrunched up his face, "Umm you have a whole day of classes tomorrow young lady."

She giggled at his voice shift and bowed dramatically . When she changed her clothes to a t-shirt and cream lacy shorts, she got into the bed, she took the left side, waiting for him to take his place. When he came out of the bathroom, she gave him a warm smile, with a tired sigh , he slipped in next to her. She propped her head on her elbow, "If you pull your men from there, maybe you can gain his trust and he'd feel you aren't a threat you know." She said above a whisper.

"Hmm." He thought about the possibility, which was risky but not a total failure ensured.

She turned off the lamp on her side, the room was less lit as she moved forward to his side, lying by his side, with her head supported up on her elbow, "Tell me."

His eye twitched as if he was snapped out of a thought, "Hmm what?"

"Give me an explanation of why you talked about me like that? Like marrying me was a business move." Her voice was raspy and her eyes sad.

"No-no honey I made a mistake." He said as he stroked her cheek, his eyes looking up at her, his thumb running softly under her eyes, "I was in the moment, I got this news of men dying, just this guy I knew for so long- and he was dead so my switch kinda flipped- I said some things I didn't mean, hell I didn't even remember what I said." He whispered.

She pursed her lips looking at his ocean eyes, they were so deep they lured her in all the time, she could never look away, "You said you did your end of the deal by marrying me, you threatened my dad that you could do whatever because I was here- hurt me, kill me."

"Baby." He shook his head, "I can never hurt you." He moved up a little , holding her against him as he pressed his lips to her forehead, she closed her eyes and let her hands fall against his chest, he cupped her face , his thumbs brushing against her cheeks, "I never wanted you to feel this way, I don't know how or why I said it Elena- I was just mad at myself for being so careful with you, and I was pushing myself to be a little selfish and then that news- I am sorry." He pulled her against him as he lied back on the pillow with her, "But know this, I'd never hurt you, but I feel like you know that."

"Mmhmm." She opened her eyes and looked up at him, "I forgive you." She smiled as she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, she felt butterflies inside her as he kissed her back gently, his hand cupped one side of her face, she pulled away slightly to look into his eyes, then kissed him again, his lips pulled on her lower lip, his tongue licking at it, when she opened her mouth for him, he entered his tongue inside her small mouth, his tongue attempted to initiate a movement with hers, which caused a vibration in the space between her legs, she pulled back, "Okay confession time." She bit her lip and chuckled, "I can't kiss with tongue."

He laughed at her sheepish expression, "There's nothing to learn sweetheart, come here." He cupped her face, his eyes gazed into hers for a moment before falling back on her lips, "Do what I do." He whispered as his lips brushed over hers, she moaned from the tender movement and her lips slightly parted allowing the intrusion of his tongue, his tongue lightly pressed the tip of hers before moving around it and this time she shifted her body on top of him, trying to fight back the movement and dominate his talented tongue. Then she pulled away slowly sucking on his lower lip, when she parted her lips from his, his grip around her tightened as if telling her to not move and his lips still leaning forward to brush against hers, he let out a sigh as one of his hand brushed up her arm to caress her face, "You should really call it a night."

She giggled, "Are you sleepy, old man?"

He gasped dramatically , "Just that I care about your health or I very much cherish your company." He pressed another peck on her plump lips, she shook her head at him and rested her face against his shoulder, "I never thought I'd take liking of someone like-"

"Me." he raised a brow. She looked up from her position, "Ahuh." She ran her hands over his chest, "After seeing Dad and Jeremy for years, in this world, it was my mission almost to find someone who is far from these things and this life, not like I had experienced any other life, but I'd tell myself that this is the reason Mom died, but then I met you and everything was just so easy." She whispered, "Talking to you and compromising over something, even being so close, as if it's natural." She smiled, "And I told myself that there is no way out, I am destined for this life and you are the best option if I had to choose." She cupped the side of his face, "Even though you told me you cant be yourself around me, I just feel like we are different people around different people you know. You've been alone throughout your life, you wouldn't know what sharing a life feels like yet, you just go hard on yourself a lot, you're not half as bad." She leaned forward, he grinned, "So the wife approves huh?" she rolled her eyes running her hand through his hair, "She's halfway there." Her lips crashed onto his again , he took her bottom lip between both his lips and nibbled on it following by running the tip of his tongue on her plump lip, his hands went under her shirt, feeling her soft skin for the first time there, with every touch her skin heated, his fingers brushed against her ribs before moving up, he palmed her handful breasts and she moaned into his mouth, he parted from her lips and pressed soft kisses against her jawline, the pace of which slowed down till he sucked on it, taking his time. She threw her head back and arched her back, pressing into his body further, she could feel his stiff manhood brushing against her, "Oh my god." She gripped his raven hair as he leaned in her neck sucking on the skin below her ear, his hands gripped the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, parting from her for a second, she threw the shirt to a side, and he moved into brush her messy hair okay, she chuckled, "Should have not worn that."

"Good point." He smirked as he leaned into press his lips to her, she smiled against his lips , her hands ran over his muscly biceps as she pulled his body over him, when her head crashed against the pillow, he pulled away from her, looking at her sparkling hungry eyes, he could just never get enough of her, he felt her press his shoulders, "I like you a lot, I just want to keep liking you."

He grinned at her, his hands ran up her toned stomach, he gazed at her black lace clad breasts and sighed, "How can you be this damn perfect." He whispered as he leaned down and pressed kisses on her collar bone, he trailed down her heaving chest, feeling her small hands move up his shoulders to grip his hair, "Ah Damon!" her body arched forward and her legs looped around his waist, his wet kisses stopped above her heaving chest and he pressed his face to her soft mounds and took a deep breath, he rubbed his face against them in a cat like manner and felt her grip on his tightened, she let out a low moan urging him to continue, his hand traced the strap on her back and unclasped it, he could hear her heart beat as the thin fabric slid from her, he gazed at her body with his hungry eyes and slowly palmed her soft mounds pushing them together, he rubbed her stiff rosy nipples and slowly pinched them, she moaned out his name, she could feel his lips brush against them and a sudden urge to feel his soft lips all over her body passed through her, but she couldn't ask him, she blushed at the thought, "Oh Damon please." She begged feeling his lips slowly brush over her nipple, "Don't play please." She begged again. He nodded his head, taking her nipple into his mouth, his tongue rolled over the peak and his teeth slightly grazed it, a sudden ache rose in the base of her stomach and she threw back her head, he pulled away to her displeasure and took off his shirt, tossing it back, she let out a sigh of appreciation and ran her hands over his contoured chest, "Ah let me-" she bit down on her lip and touched his chest from his biceps to his shoulder, down his chest. She leaned up and pressed her lips to his jaw line, her lips continued to place kisses against his neck, he purred at her attention as she licked and sucked at the skin of his shoulder, "Mm Damon."

"Yeah." He said lost in the attention she gave him, "Phone." She murmured giving him a peck on his shoulder, he let out an exasperated sigh and reached to the phone on the nightstand, "I have to take this." He patted her cheek and got up to walk to the window, "Butorin, I assume it's something as important as your decision."

He heard the grave voice on the other hand, "Something has been brought to my attention Damon, you claim to want to work with the brotherhood, but I don't think you can handle spreading your bases when you hardly have your house secured."

"I don't have time for your puzzles." He said in a snarky voice, he turned to see Elena was not in the room, probably the bathroom- good , he could talk.

"All these years Damon, and you can't seem to get rid of Klaus and his brothers- what have I taught you, never do business with a person who tried to eliminate you before." He spat, "Yet you did, good for you, but you never thought Gray would ever come in to the picture, you had to cut ties with Klaus, doesn't mean he would with you."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean your house, Kol has someone planted there, Klaus and Kol know whatever you do, whatever your little family does." He said in a concerning voice, "That girl- Gray's daughter, Kol is infatuated with her and that's not good news, you keep your rule intact over everyone and around but do you even know what's going on in your own house, and you want to expand your bases knowing you don't have one thing covered." He said bitterly. Damon clenched his fist, "Do not bring her into this, I have everything covered here, I need your decision not your advice on my marriage and how I should function-"

He interrupted, "But actually you do, unlike you Damon, you ungrateful bastard, I care about someone who I spent two years of my life with, you want to come to finish my empire, be my fucking guest and try but before that, make sure your family is protected."

"My family is protected ,Avtoritet. You need to worry about your people because the clock is ticking and you don't have much time left." He shut the phone and let out a sigh, turning back, he could hear the shower on, it was almost morning now. After a while he too went inside the bathroom and saw her standing in front of the mirror in a towel, "Hey you're back." She smiled. He too gave her a smile before walking over and turning on the water in the bath tub at the slight periphery of the bathroom, "I am sorry you didn't even got a little sleep." She said sheepishly and let her hair out of the towel, "So when are you leaving?"

"Hmm I don't know in an hour maybe." He said absently. She left the bathroom and he took the chance, taking off his pants and got into the bubbly, soapy tub water. His body relaxed in the hot tub water and he just threw his head back giving himself a rest, his family wasn't secure? He had everything covered, he knew he had, but a nasty feeling kept growing in him, the old man didn't sound like he wanted to mess with him, rather concerning- but Damon couldn't understand that- why did that man cared about him? Shouldn't he be happy that Klaus will get Damon out of his way. A knock interrupted his train of thoughts and he raised his head up to see Elena standing against the door , in her little white towel, "Hey you okay?"

"Yeah, all well." He raised his hands a little with a lazy grin. She walked across the tub to stand at the back, "let me help you."

He threw back his head to look at her , "Join me." he suggested. She nodded as he moved forward a bit she untucked the towel from herself, she wore a white see through bralette with matching panties, to which his jaw dropped she chuckled settling behind him, wrapping her arms around his chest, "So tell me." she said resting her face against his shoulder.

"What?"

"Anything- tell me about yourself." She said reaching for a blue bath sponge on the side, she slid it down his arm slowly, then shifting the gentle massage to his chest.

"There's not much to know about me actually." He laughed lightly, "Nothing too interesting."

She rolled her eyes, "I don't want you to entertain me, just tell me things you haven't told me yet, like your first memory, or something you like."

"Ah- my first memory." He looked up as if thinking, "I think it'd be this woman, she had long hair, and she would chase me, around this place, this house in the Naples. "

"Mm could be your Mom."

"Could be Zach's girlfriend." He shrugged, "He was my uncle."

"Huh." She said splashing his chest with soapy water and continuing, "He wasn't a nice man." Damon said in a voice above a whisper, "I don't remember much, it's just a little feeling of me not being happy, he'd push us a lot and he'd make us make him drinks." He laughed a little, "He was an asshole to us, I think- because when he died, I was actually happy."

"How did he die." She asked in a low voice , letting her legs loop around his body. "Uhh Well he was involved with this gang in Naples and he owed them a ton of money he wasted on liquor , he wouldn't pay it back so they came by one day and shot him in the throat and took Stef and I for labor to compensate." He said in a calm voice, "And then I met Padrino Vito from them and started working for him."

"Oh." She didn't know how he didn't feel bad for himself because she did , a little- if his parents were alive, they weren't good parents. "Aren't you mad at Zach?"

"I don't know." He sighed, "Maybe I am, I don't like to think about him." He confessed, "If he wouldn't be such an asshole, maybe Stef and I could actually get an education and a nice upbringing, be one of those restaurant owners in Milan."

"And maybe I'd come visit Milan one day." she suggested playfully, "And come around your " L'oro di Napoli" restaurant. Caroline and I would order a glutton filled meal and maybe somehow I'd see you there."

He tilted his face to a side to see her face, "And I'd just freeze in my place seeing such a beautiful girl enter my world, I'd prepare that meal for you and serve you with it."

She giggled, "I'll tell you to be less corny and ask you on a date."

"You'd ask me on a date?" he raised a brow. She nodded with a cheeky grin, "Yeah I would , I am a little confident in this alternative universe thing we are doing." She laughed, "okay then I'd take you out on a date." She pressed her finger against his shoulder, "Umm we can take a road trip from Milan to Venice, it takes about uhh."

"Three hours."

"Yes like we'll pass Verona so we can stop for lunch." She giggled, "And be in Venice near the famous sunset." She sad dramatically , "So we can take a boat, and see the great Canal and don't worry, I have fruits and champagne this time."

"Okay okay." He laughed at her furrowed brows.

"And you know, when the sunsets, we'd be together, there and probably like this." She rested her head on his shoulder, "And then we kiss." She smiled sweetly at him. He leaned forward and caught her lips in a searing kiss, she moaned into his mouth as he pushed his tongue inside in between her lips to dance with hers, before he could move her on top of him, she splashed his face with soapy water and he pulled away from her, wide eyed, "You can never win this game woman, if I weren't busy today-"

"Then don't be busy." She bit her lower lip, "Stay home." She leaned in and kissed his cheek, "We didn't even come back to Milan yet." She chuckled pressing her lips to his wet cheek, he grinned, "You're busy I am busy- we can come back to Milan some other time."

She sighed and let him go, "Thanks for that flower yesterday, I really liked it."

He raised a brow, "What flower?"

She stood up and reached for a towel pressing it on his shoulders, "That white rose, did you read my diary or something and found out that I liked that color-" she blushed rubbing the towel lightly against his wet hair, "Anyways I liked it." She leaned down and pressed a kiss to his temple getting out of the tub.

That nasty feeling. He knew why.

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"That son of a bitch comes into my room, is next to my wife- leaves her a damn rose and you know nothing?" He held Maxim by the collar, who was head of the security at the mansion.

"We checked the cameras sir , no one came into the room."

"So how the fuck did he leave her that." He pushed the guy away and Stefan who was standing back against the basement training area door came forward, "I just cant believe the bullshit that we are tolerating right now, I know that this motherfucker is involved. " he held the sleeve of the man's shirt and held him up, "Who the fuck pays you Maxim, do not think that we wont fucking kill you." He growled.

"I swear I don't know." He cried and stayed on his knees, "Please Sir, I haven't been disloyal to my job."

"Then maybe they are just too smart for you Maxim, you aren't working too efficiently." Damon shook his head and patted the top of his ginger head , "This carelessness has upset me, this behavior means that my system is weak and I cant worry about other things if I have to worry about my house not being safe, my wife not being safe." He gripped his chin and held it up, the man shivered as he knew what was about to come, Damon's icy blue orbs bored into the man's bloodshot eyes, "Stefan." He said above a whisper.

The man clenched his eyes close , shuddering, "I am sorry boss, I am sorry. K-Kol Michaelson, he threatened me , he said he'd kill me, I had no choice boss- he said he just needed to see , he wasn't in the room more than half an hour, I swear."

Damon felt his fists clenching at his side, he looked at Stefan and he nodded shooting him straight in the head. The man dropped to his side. Damon huffed walking to the door, "Kol Michaelson was in the same room as Elena for half an hour."

"Damon look calm down." He immediately saw the crazy in his brother's eyes. "Sergei knew about it, and we were here thinking that we had everything covered here." He shook his head, Damon looked at him, "What the fuck is going on? I have this half-assed man coming here without you and me knowing and he spends a half hour in my bed room. Elena doesn't know about it, he leaves her a bloody flower." He clenched his fist.

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"Elena you keep this in focus." Tyler explained, "This thirty degree angle part stays the main focus, you should have an imaginary line in your head- right here." He put a dot on the page. "The rest seventy degree stays out of focus with little shading and little precision of the lines."

"Ahuh." She pursed her lips, "It's giving a little vignette type of vibe."

"That's what we are going for." He explained as he drew on the 30 degree window, Elena yawned sitting back a little, "God I am tired."

"You wanna take a break." he asked. "Maybe, but I want to finish fast, Damon is going to be home soon and we have our evening planned." She said with a hint of a smile, "So I just want to-"

"Elena did you work on your assignment?"

"I did a little bit actually." She blushed, "But I haven't completed it yet. I want to make it into a painting."

"That sounds amazing, let me know when you're done." He smiled at her in a warm way and she fidgeted uncomfortably , moving to grab her pencil, " I will, by the way Tyler umm my Dad is coming over so Damon said we'll throw a little reception for people who couldn't attend our wedding, I'd really like you to come."

He grinned shaking his head, "Nah that's a little too formal for me."

She huffed, "Please, I really want you to meet someone." She said in a playful manner. Before she could say anything the door got knocked at and Bonnie entered getting their attention, "Elena, it's Caroline."

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"Just breathe Care." Elena told her giving her water , the blonde rocked back and forth in her bed, "I've vomited my guts out today Lena, I am not okay, I feel as if something is wrong." She cried.

"Yeah Care it's morning sickness." Elena pat her back.

"But shouldn't it be in the morning only, It's almost evening and I am hungry but I am nauseated." She sobbed, "And I feel constant pain in my abdomen, I need to go to the doctor."

"We cant , we can call Doctor Fell here." Bonnie suggested, " Mr.Salvatore has strictly ordered to stay inside the house and that too today."

"But that woman is going to take an hour to get here." The blonde bit her lip, "Can we please just go to a near hospital."

"Care please calm down." She cupped her face, "It's going to be fine."

"No- no Elena i-" she covered her mouth and got up, ran to the bathroom and vomited in the toilet bowl, "Arghh." She got done and pulled back with a groan. Elena was holding her hair away from her face, "Care."

Caroline broke into sobs, pulling away from the toilet bowl and wrapped her arms around Elena's legs, "I don't feel so good, what if I lose the baby."

"Shh don't say that." She patted her head and sighed, "Okay we'll go to the hospital."

"But Elena , Mr.Salvatore ."

"I'll handle him." She assured as she helped Caroline get up, "Come on get dressed so we can get going. Bonnie , please get her case file."

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"It's going to be okay." Elena assured with a smile as she held her hand, Caroline was squirming on the bed , touching her abdomen, "The pain is fading but I feel so much prickling going on in my stomach."

"They've run some tests, I am sure it's just one of those bad days." Bonnie patted her shoulder in comfort but she turned to a side on her bed, "I hope."

Bonnie stayed with her while Elena went out to get them water from the cafeteria, "Chad can you get us two water bottles and maybe some apple juice in case Caroline wants it." The bulky man with brown hair nodded and went the other way.

"Mrs. Salvatore." Doctor Shane interrupted her as she was about to go back, "Ahuh."

"Can I have a word with you, we got some quick test results like you asked."

She nodded following him to his cabin, telling the one guard to stay outside Caroline's room.

"Yes." She said as she sat on the chair in front of Shane's table, "We're predicting a case of Preeclampsia. It's a young pregnancy we have here and the situation doesn't look too good."

"What do you mean?" she asked worriedly

"Her blood pressure is very high, although she has no high blood pressure history. Thing is we cant do anything but wait."

"Wait for what?" she asked with a frown, "Wait for the delivery, this is going to be a bit complicated, we're going to try and keep her un stressed and ease on protein a bit, switch it up and make it favorable to reduce the pain, her advantage is that she is thin, and thus it's normally very complicated in obese women, but to decide of the survival is still hard of the baby and your friend, that's what the delivery will decide." He said with pursed lips, she bit her lip, "Oh my God."

"Please know that we'll try our best, but it's really not up to us much. Often mothers face this late in pregnancies but in Miss Forbes case it's way too early, It's not too hopeful yet I feel if we make conditions favorable we can hope for a successful delivery." He sighed. Elena felt like she was frozen in place, Caroline was in danger and they could do nothing, her best friend would be going through this pain all alone for the next eight and a half months.

She didn't know when she got up and made it out of the room, she was just walking straight ahead to Caroline's room when their was a pinch on her neck, all of a sudden everything started dissolving into oblivion, she tried to focus and all she could feel was a sting on her neck, the only sound she heard was herself falling on the floor before everything went black.

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There was a voice in the distance, talking- the voice grave, loud, scary. She swallowed thick trying to open her eyes, everything was just too much too heavy, when she opened her eyes a lot of light rushed before things started to get dark, "Huh." This was a room, a small room, there were shelves and shelves everywhere with bottles, IVs- it looked like a store room almost, "Who are you?" she asked in a groggy voice from the man standing in front of her who had stopped talking on the phone, he shut it like answering her was everything important right now, "Hello Elena, finally we meet. I am Klaus, Klaus Michaelson."

Her eyes widened , of course she knew she had seen him, when she tried to move, her arms felt tied at her back and she cried, "Let me go!"

"Shhh." He said with a wicked smile as he sat down next to her, taking out his gun, "Just shh." He grinned as he ran the muzzle of the gun on the popping nerve in her forehead, "Elena I have no interest what so ever in hurting you , no." he sat back, "But my stupid brother and of course your deranged husband, finally your father Grayson, I don't like them, the whole lot."

"What do you want?" She shivered looking into his crazy eyes, "My brother separated his business from me, why? He is infatuated with Elena Gilbert, that bloody Italian trash thinks he can outdo me, and your father." He chuckled, "Oh God I'd love to see Grayson's face when he finds you dead."

She shivered, "Please."

He gripped the back of her hair and pushed her forward against a shelf, a shriek left her mouth and she fell back on the floor , dizzy. Another man entered the room and took Klaus by the sleeve, "What did you do Niklaus, how are we suppose to threaten either of them if she's dead."

Klaus rolled his eyes taking out a cigarette from his pocket, "Relax, she passed out, when are they going to hurry so we can get out of this place, if it weren't me seeing her here-"

"I've called them, we need to sneak through the security, I've told a nurse to get her some clothes so it looks like we're moving a patient out." The man said in a calm voice.

Elena could hear their conversation, but she wouldn't dare move right now, where were they going to take her, she couldn't let them take her this way ,she had to get out.

A woman entered the room after a while and Klaus and the man moved in front of her till she said quickly, "I brought the clothes."

"Niklaus, we'll let her change Gilbert, we can go outside, check if all's clear." He said looking at the nurse for a brief moment.

"Come on." The man said in a hurry and they both went out, Elena didn't open her eyes as the woman sat by her side and undid her restraints, this was her chance, Elena thought as she let her loose hand search for something and could grab onto a small glass bottle, she clutched her hand around It but before she could hit the woman , the woman shook her, taking the bottle from her, "Elena."

"Bonnie!" she almost shrieked but the girl pushed her palm against Elena's mouth, "Shhh, come on , let's get out of here."

"But how, they are right outside." Elena bit her lower lip.

Bonnie nodded getting her up on her feet as she pulled out a gun from her skirt, "Nothing to worry about Lena, just follow me."

They sneaked towards the door slowly and Elena gasped seeing two me in front of the door , "Shit."

"Don't worry."

Bonnie moved aside and threw a box on the floor and shrieked , "Ouch!"

Elena didn't know what she was doing till the dark skinned girl pulled Elena behind her as a man entered , she went behind him and snapped his neck, throwing him aside, when the second man entered , Elena yelled as he reached for her but Bonnie flipped him over her back to the front , and with a kick to his neck , he fell down, she sighed , "woof."

Elena watched her jaw dropped as Bonnie grabbed her wrist and went for the door, Klaus and the man were no where in sight as they both nearly ran out the corridor.

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Elena still couldn't believe she was saved by Bonnie on last minute, Klaus's eyes were imprinted in her mind, Bonnie offered her water and she shook her head, "If it weren't for you, I'd be god knows where."

"Elena honestly this is just good luck I found this on the floor and I knew you're in trouble, I saw Elijah in the reception and I put two and two together." She gestured to the file in Caroline's hand who was sitting silently in the third seat. Elena pursed her lips looking at her friend who hadn't talked much, "Good thing is we are safe." Bonnie broke the silence.

Elena bit her lip as she leaned forward to hold Caroline's arm, "It's going to be fine Care, Doctor says it's nothing to worry over."

"Don't sugar coat it Elena." she said plainly, "I am going to die."

"No Care I am not going to let that happen." She shook her head and looked at Bonnie who too pursed her lips, "Caroline , there's going to be a way, I just know."

She didn't answer much just threw her head back against the seat and closed her eyes, tears ran down her cheeks but they all stayed quiet for now.

When they got home, Bonnie got out of the car first followed by Elena, she helped Caroline out and instantly felt like she needed help because Damon was pacing in front of the front door but had stopped seeing them, when he started walking towards them, she felt like the floor was giving away under her because he was not calm, he looked infuriated. "Where were you?" he growled at her, which made her body tremble and she moved back an inch, Bonnie swallowed thick, " actually-"

"You, I told you to not let them leave!" he shouted at her, "What the fuck is wrong with you Bennett, how dare you not follow my orders?"

"Elena said she'll talk to you." Bonnie choked out the words as he zeroed in on her, and she felt herself trapped between the car and him, her eyes casted downwards and she was shivering, Damon looked at Elena for a moment before turning his attention back to Bonnie, he held her chin with a firm grip and made her look at him, "You will listen to me Bennett , not anyone else, you get that?" he said loudly , she nodded repeatedly, her hands clutching at her sides, "Yes sir."

"I asked you to guard her, you are here to do your fucking job and if you cant do this right, I'll slice you into little pieces so stop fucking around and do your job the right way, if you cant handle her, you are good for nothing." He spat.

"Damon please." Elena interrupted in a soft voice, "It's not her fault, I told her-"

"Inside Elena , NOW." he said without looking at her, she pursed her lips and nodded as she held Caroline's arm, and lead her inside the house , not even daring to give Bonnie an apologetic look.

Elena couldn't believe Damon was this mad, did he find out about Klaus, because it seemed like he did, Stefan was too there near the wall , leaning against a table, talking on the phone, when he saw them , he summed up his call and walked over to them, "Elena, Caroline, what happened, where were you guys?"

"At the hospital." Elena pursed her lips, "Caroline wasn't feeling well."

"Why didn't you call Meredith?" He asked Elena but his eyes scanning Caroline's pale appearance, she looked ready to fall anytime.

"It was kind of an emergency." Elena said as she tried to get Caroline on the stairs and she moaned lightly.

"Hey easy." Stefan says getting ahead and wrapping his arm around her , shifting her weight on his body, "She shouldn't go upstairs , she can stay in my room tonight."

"Stefan." Elena protested but saw her friend nearly falling on the floor and nodded her head, "Okay. I'll follow with her medicines."

Stefan picked her up and the blonde finally gave up her last strength, as she let her head fall against his shoulder. "What did the doctor say?"

Elena didn't know what to say right now, everything seemed to be falling apart, "Said it's a bit complicated , we have to be more careful, it's her first pregnancy so there is some issue with her blood pressure."

"She's going to be okay right?" He asked as he put her on his bed and moved to take off her slides, Elena shrugged, "I don't really know and I don't want to lie Stefan, how about you ask Care if you want to."

He frowned but didn't push it, "Okay." Elena kept the medicines on the night stand, "Night." She said and patted his shoulder, he nodded.

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Elena was looking at the wound in the mirror, the blood had dried around the tiny bump on her temple and nothing looked too serious, she took a damp cotton and pressed it against her wound as she heard the sound of her name, "Elena." the sound of her husband voice still angry- she perceived as she quickly tried to close the ointment tube and rolled up the cotton pad, he opened the door to the bathroom and frowned seeing her throwing everything away , "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just putting on-"

He didn't wait for her to finish as he turned her to himself and held her chin making her look up at him, how hadn't this caught his attention, the two bumps near her eyebrow and her temple , the skin swollen and dark. "Baby." He whispered as he touched the wound on her beautiful face, "Who did this?"

Now she got an idea that he didn't know, she bit her lip, "We were at the hospital, someone pushed me."

"Pushed you?" He cupped her face, "You are not hiding something are you?"

She shook her head, "No it was just an accident." She tried to smile, "I am okay I was just worried about Caroline and didn't realize someone just bumped into me."

"But you said someone pushed you." He said in a low voice, her lips parted, "Ah I said that, no I meant-"

"Elena stop lying to me." he brushed her hair back to look at her temple, "This doesn't look like someone bumped into you."

She moved out of his grasp, "It's not a big deal." She tried to hold the ointment tube but he beat her to it, picking it up, he got a Q-tip, "Let me."

She nodded with a sigh.

"You know Elena, if I find out something that you're hiding, I won't spare that Bennett girl- you should know, just in case." He raised his brows at her and she swallowed thick, "Damon if I tell you-"

"Good girl." He grinned.

"You won't be mad at Bonnie, you'll let me talk, I am perfectly fine, see, if Bonnie wouldn't be there, I would probably be-"

"Tell me Elena." he said in a firm voice, no humor on his serious face.

"Klaus attacked us." She bit her lip, bracing herself from his reaction. There was a moment of silence between them, he clutched his hand moving away from her and just when she was about to say something he hit the glass cabinet with a growl. Elena shrieked moving back, "Damon!"

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Next chapter:

Steroline development, Damon's birthday, Elena in warrior mode! ( That is if I write)

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