Chapter 4 : 'You like that, I bite back,'
Elena understood the gesture, he wanted to distance himself from her so she would aid as well. Stepping back, she tucked her hair away from her face and clutching her necklace as an assurance, "Remember I told you about the vents? Well turns out they have hyper sensitive temperature sensors."
"And?" He shrugged.
"The system analyses the body through presence of heat. They have fed the profile of every person into their database, so heat detects you. The system scans, you're not their guy. Boom and dead. Well...not dead but caught, you get the point." She said looking at her nails, pretending that if he got hurt, she'd be fine by it.
There was silence for a while until his snarky voice broke through it, "Surely, you can find a way of nerding into it." He asked with raised brows, Elena looked around hesitant to which he narrowed his eyes, "Or maybe you already have."
"A part of me thinks this is dangerous." She confessed in a voice above a whisper. "Well it's good that that 'part of you' isn't going to make the decision. You in or not?" He said in a cut throat tone, she didn't know what she had done to deserve this behaviour but somehow, she already felt guilty. She looked up into his eyes which looked like the stone-cold ones, not the ones that searched for her happiness when she got her necklace back. "You have to do what I say." She demanded which pissed him off again, "I already told you that I don't agree to your stupid conditions."
She clenched her fists and turned around to go to her room, "Then I guess it's time to leave for me, I already got something of great value back." She waved the necklace as she disappeared behind her door, Damon followed her, "No. No. No. No. You don't get to make that decision Miss Scaredy Spod. I haven't tolerated you all these weeks for nothing!" he pushed against the door to see her standing on the other side, looking at him a bit hurt, "You tolerated me?"
He was a bit taken a back because he didn't think he would actually feel 'it' again. Regret of saying the wrong thing. He didn't want to see her hurt for whatever reason. She didn't let him continue, "As far as I remember, I never once did any sort of trespass, you did!"
He frowned at her words, she nodded vigorously, "What is this? Lingering looks, touching me, taking care of me, trying to know about my past. Doing something so amazing for me and then all of a sudden when I let it all in, you just closed the door on me." She stepped ahead, "You're delusional." He spat. She pursed her lips, of course she never expected him to confess anything. "Then we both agree that I've overstayed my welcome."
She tried to walk past and leave but he held her elbow, pulling her in front of her, "The plan, Elena. I don't have anything called 'hurt your heist partner' on my checklist today, you get your fucking cut and get out of my fucking life." He said with gritted teeth.
Her lips parted in a surprise gasp as his grip on her hand tightened, he could see small drops gathering at the corner of her eyes, from shock or hurt? He didn't know. "Fine. Why should I care about you." She snarled, "I have a way of making you cooler, DS." She said raising her brows before and hit her knee against his stomach, "Which by the way you are not." She said ridding her hand off his grip, stepping back, he groaned.
"I have some pills, not your regular over the counter pills. Custom made ammonium pills which will do an endothermic reaction in your body, lowering your outer temperature to that of a non-human creature. You get in, the system doesn't detect you, I break the locker and we're out."
Damon was still clutching his side which ached from her knee, go figure, she used the move he taught her right back on him. But what boomed in his ears was the word 'care'. She didn't want to go through because of him? She cared about him. He could see the hurt all over her face and it brought back memories, oh no, he didn't want to responsible for another person's emotions again, he hated that responsibility. He coughed for a good while before standing up, facing the raging glare in her otherwise big doe eyes. "That's right, don't take decisions for me and sure as hell never care about me again." He said stepping closer and invading her personal space.
"You can OD on them." She seethed looking into his stone cold blue eyes. "Again. Not your damn problem, from what I can see, you get 250 million that way." The silence following his words was filled with the sounds of their breaths, the anger radiating from each. She grinned sardonically, "I see a man who is begging to be chosen over 250 million dollars. I am not going to warn twice."
He bit out each word "Good, this means you'll shut up for once."
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Damon didn't want to feel shitty the way he did when he walked back in his apartment, he could hear 'whipping' sounds in his ears from the devil on each shoulder because he had gotten Elena some of her favourite sliders. When they had went to the museum, he had seen her going crazy over it, so hopefully he could repair some damage which one of his instincts was entirely opposed to but his damn stupid 'that' part of heart had started to beat a bit too much around her and wouldn't let him plan in peace until this was out of the way. He hesitantly walked towards the door and knocked, "Elena, open up. I've got food."
No answer. He knocked again. No answer. He turned the knob and sure enough it was open, he let the door open and huffed in disappointment seeing the room empty. Guess leaving her alone hadn't been wise. He put the bags aside and walked in for any clues when he eyes landed on a post it.
'At the club, I need a break. o(﹏)o .'
He shook his head. Needed a break from him maybe? Well he sure as hell wasn't going into his most dangerous job with a hung-over partner.
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"I really hate Chardonnay." Elena shouted over the music to the bartender.
"Great, you're wasted and I am late." She heard Damon's voice and groaned in annoyance, "I don't need a babysitter and I. Not wasted btw." she said loudly. He held her shoulder, "Come on, you're out of here."
Elena shrugged his hand off, "I might get caught tomorrow, so let me have this. Think of it as my birthday."
"Listen." He started but she shook her head, "I don't want an apology from you, I just want my night." She leaned in and said it against his ear, "Now if you'll excuse me Mr. Deranged Dean." She said heading for the dance floor. Damon let out a humourless laugh, "Really? Nicknaming now?
"Just stealing from a thief." She turned to go but he held her hand, "Fine. We could have celebrated afterwards but if you want to, at least do it right." He ordered them shots to which her eyes widened and seeing that Damon was challenging her to it, she excitedly got on board.
One. Two. Three. She slammed her third glass down to see he had just picked up his third, she reached for the fourth one, "Loser!" She cheered with a hop from the seat, probably more drunk than she thought she was.
"Okay." she said pulling the hair band off of her hair and letting it flow down her back, she took off her coat and shrieked, "One more!"
Damon ordered her another round as he sat back watching her look around, "Wanna have fun?"
He shrugged agreeing.
"Let's bet, okay. The next person entering this club, guess age." She turned and pointed at him, he hurriedly said, "mid thirties."
"Gender."
"Guy."
Elena turned back to watch the entrance, Damon got off the seat and walked behind her, "So what do I get if I win?"
"What would you want?" she raised a brow.
"A kiss." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, she was taken aback, did she really lower his defences with three shots?
"Deal."
When they watched the door in suspense, the door was opened once again, three girls of about her age entered, giggling and chatting with each other.
Both of them looked disappointed as the group passed them to the loud dance floor. She turned to him and raised a brow, "Guess you have bad luck."
"Yeap." He muttered something under breath about being damned for his entire existence, his mood spoiled. Elena pursed her lips, "Okay, take two." She touched his arm and turned him to face the girls who just had entered, "The girl with a blindingly shining bracelet, can you get the bracelet?"
He scoffed, "I am not a pick pocket."
"It's a game. You win and I kiss you, no strings attached. No questions asked." She proposed the idea, she knew the wheels were turning in his head, the push was all he needed. Right now, a kiss from her was the only prize he cared about. He picked up a half-filled glass of whiskey from the bar and headed there as Elena leaned back against the bar observing. He deliberately ran into one of the three girls and after the charming the girls with his eyes and flirty smiles, one of the girl lead the other one towards the bathroom, leaving the brunette with the bracelet alone with him. She bit on the inside of her cheek as she saw him easily 'flirt' his way into dancing with the tall and beautiful girl.
Elena took a deep breath, maybe she was game to him after all. He didn't look at her the way he looked at these women. Feeling a tad bit insecure she ran her fingers through her hair, suddenly feeling to stupid about this darn game of bets. He was enjoying himself grinding against the girl. She turned around with a huff, unable to explain the pangs of jealousy that were coursing through her veins. She would never be able to keep his 'undivided' attention like the pretty girl in his arms did.
She palmed her forehead and huffed, "What the fuck am I even thinking? I don't even want this."
''but you do." A voice inside her said.
She looked over her shoulder again to look at them like a masochist, only to see they weren't there. She frowned. Damon did not just abandon her to screw that chick! She thought angrily, just when she got up and turned around, she gasped when she ran into him, "Oh Good. It's loud I wanna leave."
"Isn't that the point?" his voice was loud as he held her hand and lead her to the dance floor, pulling her close to his body in one swift move, almost stealing her breath away. He dipped her and picked her up, her body pressed up against him. He knew he had her by surprise, her expression looked like pure ecstasy and relief as she danced with him to the song, not thinking about their realities, just focusing on how fun it was.
Just when the song was ending, when the beats were slowing down to signal the next song and their bodies slowed down, she allowed herself to move her body against his, her hands circled around his neck. "Oh." She felt his finger tracing up her hip all the way up to her shoulder, as if drawing an imaginary line on her body, he said her name, she could read his lips in the fused yellow, blue and red lights. A cool metal brushed up against her arm down all the way to her hand and she saw him wrap the blindingly shiny bracelet around her wrist. Locking it by clicking his finger against it. He leaned closer to her neck, "I win." His warm lips brushed against the shell of her ear, he pulled his face away slightly to look at her face, her eyes were gazing down at his lips. Maybe this was what she had wanted all along, she thought, not because it was a part of a plan. The thought was terrifying, the mistakes from her past all mixed up and gathered to form Damon's face.
More than ready to give over his prize. He smirked holding her wrist and leading her out of there, once they were out the back door, he pulled her into the same parking lot where he could see her face under the pale moon light, he cupped her face but something was different, unlike literally two minutes ago, her eyes had lost all feeling, all the desire he wanted to badly to have a taste of. She frowned as he didn't make a move, "What? Kiss me." She said puckering up her lips in a mock pout. Acting like if they did this, it wouldn't matter, it wouldn't be like giving in, just a part of some bet. "Huh." He moved back a step, hands sliding down her face, she shrugged, "Am I going to be amongst the group of unlucky women who get to call you 'the one that got away'. "
"You and half the investigators in this country." He winked and turned around, "Come on, we're going to have some real 'gonna die tomorrow fun.'" He heard her squeal I'm excitement, "That's more like it!"
He chuckled as she held his arm, catching up to him.
Half an hour later, they were at the racing tracks of an empty stadium, he tossed her a helmet, "Okay though I am on a much of a motorcycle person, I enjoy a good race every now and then, I haven't yet lost."
She took the helmet with a smirk, "Prepare to lose then."
He laughed, "That's real cute, partner. Have you ever even sat on one?"
She looked up as if thinking, "My dad took his Rocker legacy very seriously, our family bought the first few CB750's. If I lose, my Dad will disown me."
A bit surprised at her sharing her life with him, he sat on his bike and gestured her to do the same, "Too bad I hate to lose."
Once they were both ready, the bikes were roaring and ready to be started, once she raised her thumb, signalling to start, both their motorcycles accelerated fast, racing faster than the winds that rushed past their bodies.
Elena felt liberated more than ever, after a long time. She was lagging a bit, probably because of all those shots. Though the cold air that hit against her cheeks, turned into dampness was enough to make her feel like she was flying amongst the clouds, she picked up speed, catching up to him, he turned his head slightly and over took her track, the tyres touched for a brief second and the sparks flew, she managed to keep her self at balance, a laugh left her mouth, she loved danger.
He was surprised at how good of a balance she kept, getting ahead of him. Just for a second, he thought he felt the happiness radiating from her body mixed with adrenaline. He was mesmerized and he slowed down a bit deliberately, letting her take the finishing line. Once she stopped, she threw the helmet off, raving breaths as she lifted up her wrist, mocking him as he crossed the finishing line. "Oh goodie, I was just gonna file a missing persons report."
He got off the bike, "I couldn't compete with a cheater, you totally rammed your wheel into mine."
"Excuse you. I am ready to claim my prize." She bowed dramatically, "And what would that be?" he raised a brow, already not liking the sound of it.
Next thing he knew he was on a skateboard, tied by a rope to his Camaro, how had he even agreed to this? Oh yes, he let her win.
"I don't think it's safe." He said as she was walking back to his car, to start the car, she giggled, "Exactly, I thought this night was about not being safe."
She sat inside the car and looked over her shoulder at him, "Think of it as payback for that dog stunt you pulled on me." She winked. As she started the car, Damon stood up straight, bending his one leg for balance as the car started, okay it was slow at start and just when he thought Elena went soft on him, she really stepped on it, he extended his arms for some additional balance, cursing. "This is starting to look like a terrible idea."
"Should have kissed me when you had the chance now, you'd wanna kill me." She shrugged speeding up further. He wasn't going to fall off, he was actually getting the hang of it and now it was sort of fun. When she looked in the back-view mirror, he was looking right back at her with that grin, "Try harder, sweetie." He shouted.
She shook her head, no way was she getting off this car without hearing a little bit of begging. She tuned unexpectedly, his body shook but he managed to stay on,"Just what the doctor ordered." He called to taunt her, when she stopped the car unexpectedly, he fell forward but pushed against the back of the car to avoid injury, she jumped off the car, "Well that was fun."
"That, in fact, was fun." He shrugged rubbing dust off his shoulder, "Ice cream?"
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They ended up on their practice hill with a pint of ice cream and two spoons, "Why did I think you'll kill me after the skateboard thing?"
"You underestimate my tolerance." He said taking a spoonful of chocolate chip cookie flavoured ice cream. "Yeah that you have a lot." She sighed remembering what he had said earlier. He bit the inside of his cheek and reached his hand, tucking a strand of her hair back, she looked at him surprised by the soft gesture, his knuckles brushed against her cheek, "What I meant to say then was-"
"Damon, just don't." She huffed, digging her spoon in the ice cream without any purpose, "You were right, we need boundaries."
"Suddenly you agree?" he was really curious. She palmed her face, "In my heart I don't want to. But I know for a fact that whenever I've let my heart decide, I've been disappointed." She opened up, he knew that's what changed earlier, before she wanted to 'give in' and then later she was just playing along. "Besides-" her voice trailed off, he raised a brow, "Besides?"
She looked at the sky full of stars, instead of his eyes, "Besides you know we feel what we feel is because we are stuck together for now, I am not even your type."
He took the pint from between them and placed it aside, sitting closer to her, "You know what my heart says?"
She looked at him and shook her head once their eyes met, he held her hand and placed it on his chest, "It says you're the most amazing girl I've ever laid eyes on." His eyes bore into hers, "Not a challenge but a whole damn quest in its own with so much danger and so much passion that I only have two options, either to run away as fast as I can or let it take me, completely." His other hand cupped the side of her face, she seemed completely mesmerized, "You don't say that to every girl you meet at the club, do you?"
He rolled his eyes, "Did every girl at the club just drag me around town tied to my car and made me enjoy every last second of it?"
She chuckled, looking down at her lap, his thumb brushed against her chin, "Oh no, look at me." He said which made her look up, he had her right where he wanted, back to being vulnerable and on the brink of giving in, "Elena, I think I won a bet earlier."
She nodded as he got closer, his forehead touching hers, she moved her face up so their lips were angled just close, he bent lower crashing his lips against her, as his other hand, held up her body against his. After the two, she wrapped her arms around him, wanting him just as closer as his tongue fought for dominance against hers, he was moved her lower and lower until she was down on the wet grass under him.
His lips kissed down her swollen lips to her neck, kissing the delicate and soft skin on her neck, she moaned, clutching at the hair on his nape, "One kiss remember." His mouth sucked on her collarbones, trailing a path down to the valley of her breasts, "I didn't say anything about it being one." his voice was husky, she cupped his face and brought him to her lips, kissing him deep. He moaned into her mouth, his hands ran up and down her body, feeling every curve, fingers touching any trace of exposed skin, trying to find the perfect moment to wrap her legs around himself.
She looked more than eager to participate when he started stripping her off her clothes, she did the same by ripping his shirt open, she sighed in appreciation as she ran her hands all over his shoulders and his chest, pressing soft kisses against his skin, after a minute or two of Elena making him feel like he was in heaven, he took back the control and held her hands, above her body, kissing her again, her sweet tongue met his again as with one hand he held her wrists while with the other he rid her off her jeans. His mouth sucked on the supple and glowing skin of her body, every centimetre seemed like perfection. His fingers stroked her opening, his lips and tongue mixing to the pleasure, Elena was moaning and yelling his name and for once he wasn't going to stop her from saying it. After all there was nothing between the sky and grass here. Once she was as wet as melted silk, he got in between her legs and stroked his length, rubbing himself against her and groaning at the perfection that awaited him, "Oh God, why do I want you so much?" he seemed in pain, Elena's heels were digging into his sides already, "Don't stop now." She said rotating her hips a bit, he almost fell apart at the movement, "I couldn't if I wanted to." He entered her, not holding back anymore, letting his body lose control. She gasped when he filled her. It felt perfect, his lips kept pressing against hers in small kisses as he moved in and out of her at a slow pace, he didn't want this to be over soon. She moaned into his mouth between cries of pleasure, he loved looking at her eyes every time he moved back inside her, her eyes would darken a little more, exactly showing her how much she wanted him, the city lights and the stars added to her bewitching beauty, he seemed to be in a trance, her innocence, her darkness, her strength, her helplessness, her evil, her vulnerability, her beauty and her passion all the things that he didn't know he could recognise were all there, he didn't stand a chance in front of all that. She had found her way into his system.
His grunts vibrated against her throat, she heard him say her name in whispers as his quickened his pace inside her, her legs wounded tighter around him, her body coiled more and more until with a scream she came, her walls squeezed him for all he had , his thrusts slowed down as he climaxed, it felt wonderful, just like everything else about her.
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Elena opened her still tired eyes, if only she could sleep all day long after last night, probably the most memorable night of her life. Though getting naked on the edge of a cliff wasn't a part of the plan, the comfy comforter reminded her that she was in Damon's room. They had driven home after everything and once she was at her door just trying to make things sound casual, she might have accidentally started to make out with him and then ended up in his room, in his arms. She looked over her shoulder to see Damon right behind her, he was soundly asleep with his arm locked around he waist. She sighed at his boyishly beautiful face and leaned back a bit, rubbing her hair in his face. A frown formed on his forehead, he opened one of his eyes, "For a second I thought I was sleeping with a parrot."
She laughed. He blinked several times before opening his eyes, "Elena?"
"Hmmm."
He moved her to lie on her back, "What time is it?"
She looked at the watch on her side, "Mmm it's 9:00 am."
"Okay." He yawned and Elena was just stealing glances at his expressions, just watching Damon do normal things like trying to shake off sleep, yawn, run his fingers through his sexy hair. He slightly moved and her body was under him, "Normally this is time to get up but an exception today." He said and leaned down to kiss her, his soft lips brushed against her, his hands started moving all over her, when he parted for a second between kisses, she asked, "And what if it were 10:00 am."
"Everything can wait." He said stubbornly, "250 million can wait." He murmured against her lips, she pulled back again, he pulled up her legs so they wrapped around him and his erection was pressed against her thigh, she bit her lip and slightly pushed at him, he moved away a bit upset that he might have freaked her out, but the next moment she straddled him, "I think I agree." She said breathlessly as she positioned herself over his length and cried when he filled her like this. He groaned, "Such a good team."
"Yes." She said moving up and down, his hands moved to rest on her hips, guiding her movements as he thrusted inside her body. She cursed as his pace quickened and he frantically begin thrusting up in her, she desperately met him thrust for thrust and soon they both reached climax together, panting loudly, kissing each other between breaths. She dropped on his chest with a sigh, "So we were talking about boundaries."
He laughed at the irony in her voice and stroked her hair, she joined in too, giggling and pulled back a bit to look at his face, "Whatever happens, no hand holding." Damon said jokingly, faking a stern tone. Elena held up their intertwined fingers, "Too late."
He rolled his eyes and leaned forward capturing her lips in a kiss, she moaned into the searing kiss, he pulled back after a few moments, "Salvatore." He said above a whisper.
"What?"
"That's my name, Damon Salvatore." He said again, his heart raced fast at the thought that he was trusting her so much. She had just claimed him in that way, one moment he was locked, emotionless and cold the next he was nothing like that. She looked at all his features in awe, "Damon Salvatore." She murmured as if trying it out, "Did I really just slept with you without knowing your last name." She chuckled.
He shook his head, "That you did, five times if we are counting." He nuzzled her neck
"Mmm I feel bad I don't have a secret to tell." She said cupping his face and making him look at her, "Tell me anything."
"Okay uh- I will. Everything about me, after we steal the diamonds." She promised. "And I know then you will too."
He frowned, "What after that, Elena? We just go our separate ways?"
"I won't tell any of your secrets."
He shook his head and cupped her face, "No. What I mean is, you and I, there is something between us."
"I know." She pursed her lips, "A part of me doesn't want to go separate ways."
His eyes widened a bit, she looked away, "I don't know what's different, you see me for me, not for any character I play. You see me like the scheming, evil and greedy bitch that I am and still manage to make me feel like I deserve your care or your concern."
"You aren't evil, Elena." He pushed his finger against her lips, "If you only saw yourself the way I see you. Besides if you're evil, I have no place to judge you."
He held her hand and brought it close to his heart, "Do you feel this?"
Her eyes fell on his chest and then drew back to his eyes, his heart was beating fast, as if he had just finished two hundred push ups.
"That's what your presence does to me,"
"Damon," she could hardly speak, his eyes were so intense, it was unnerving her. He pulled her in his arms, rolling her on bed, slamming her back against his chest, "I need you to promise me something,"
She felt her breathe fasten.
"Promise me, you'll stay with me,"
"I-," she couldn't speak.
He nuzzled her neck, making her moan.
"Damon, why?"
"Because I think I have grown rather fond of you, I don't want to lose you," he said earnestly. Now it was her heart that was pounding fast, like a train running down its tracks.
"I don't want to lose you either." She turned in his arms, now facing him. She slowly placed her hand on his face. He drew nearer to catch a kiss, but she dodged him, "Um, no offense, but your mouth smell like fish,"
"Bold of you to say that, when you smell like a sex crazed goat,"
"Ew." She slapped him lightly and mockingly.
"Shower."
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Both of them wore their black suits, going over the plan one last time, Elena explained, "Best I can do is help you get in through the roof, I'll climb down and wait in the car."
"After I break into the building, I'll signal you, you'll time me." He added. She nodded, "Just enough time for the pills to set in, you'll need three for safety, you'll body will heat from the inside Damon, unbelievably hot."
"I will handle it." He said the millionth time today. She sighed, "Your muscles will ache and go cold, you have to move fast, exactly five to six minutes before the reaction loses its effect."
"Okay." He opened a map for her, "How will you time me and break the cell at the same time?"
She reached into her bag and picked out her new laptop, "Kai said it's a digital system. I'd have opened the lock before your even there."
"Good, just don't get over confident and no way in damn hell do anything stupid." He started the car, "Let's do this."
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Once they were a good kilometre away from the premises, Damon stopped the car and got out, "Stay away from cameras until you disable them."
"Yes Boss." She muttered and got out of the car, they both made it to the back of the boundaries, Elena held her tablet in her hand, "I disabled the cameras for about fifteen minutes, after that it gives a warning alarm to the security."
"Fifteen minutes Is enough." He said tossing a rope up for climbing, "Ladies first."
She shook her head at him and climbed on, "I am not scared anymore."
"Didn't say you were." They climbed up and Damon timed them, they had about twelve minutes left. Elena gave him the pills, he took them.
"Huh. I feel okay."
"You won't in a minute, I think I should just stay here." She said patting his arm, he shook his head, "Don't screw this up, go get back to the car and do your nerdy thingy, I am getting back in five minutes, time me."
She nodded, when she tuned, he held her wrist, "Take care."
She nodded and ran back to the boundary.
Once she was back in the car, she looked at the watch, three minutes, she spoke into her mouthpiece, "Three minutes in D."
"No I uh-" his voice was breathless. It was enough to shake her whole body, "D?" What happened? D?"
"The pills, my blood is boiling, fuck it's boiling, my hand is jammed." He cursed, her eyes widened, "No. No. No. D. Listen please just come back!"
"Can't."
She heard him running, Elena got out of the car, taking her tablet with her, "D, I am coming to get you."
"No!" he growled, "You stay there, you stupid girl!"
She paused hearing him shout at her but the next second, she heard him hit something and he groaned, "Fuck!"
"D, come back. Just four minutes of the reaction left."
It was going to get hotter and hotter, "Hey you stay there." He instructed.
Damon was trying to get to the locker room as her his map, once he got there he put on his laser sensors, dodging the few, he was stumbling and thus at a high risk as he reached the locker as per the information he had, he asked, "E, I am there, it's locked. What's my time?"
No response.
Damon asked again, "E, where are you?"
No response.
He groaned and bent to check his foot for a stop watch he had set as back up, shit.
He had only two minutes left. Elena wasn't responding and he was officially screwed.
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Thank you for reading.
So, is Damon caught? Damon and Elena finally did the deed, there are feelings there, will the heist be successful? What's in future for both of them?
Just one last chapter left guys, review, because honestly these are the reason I write.