Here's the next chapter, I tried to combine everything in here. Thank you for all of your amazing feedback, it makes me very happy that you liked it. So, about some of your questions. Yes, it will be an affair kind of story, I thought about it for a long time, and it seemed like the best choice. And yes, FBI wouldn't be involved in just any case, you'll see part of the story in this chapter. I hope you like it :)

Elena got out of the elevator and stepped into her office. She closed the door firmly behind her, and the first thing she did was to turn her computer on. „Bless the Internet", she thought to herself as she opened Google and typed Damon's name in there. She opened the first site that popped up and saw an article about how he had solved an impossibly hard case, concering the National Security, by staying perfectly calm, reasonable, and logical throughout the investigation despite all the chaos. She read it and opened the next one. More and more articles were praising his amazing skills at solving crimes, and all of them stresses on the fact how young and handsome he was, someone had even called him „the gem of today's law enforcement". She giggled as she read that. But the more she was reading the more stuff were revealed to her. He was an amazing agent, there was no doubt in that, but he was also a „manwhore", as she had read. Apparently, he didn't want commitment of any kind, and he was enjoying the one-night stands way too much. Elena didn't know why that made her uncomfortable, she was sure of what she said to Caroline – nothing could ever happen between her and Damon. She loved her husband, and although they weren't in a very good place right now, she knew they would work it out, or she was hoping they would. Damon was beatiful, and sexy, but he was here to help, and as soon as they confirmed that this was a one-time thing only, and he found the one who did this, which judjing by his experience, shouldn't take long, he would be out of here.

Elena got off the computer, and closed all of the windows she had opened, in case someone entered the room. She didn't want to look like a stalker or something. She started going through her paperwork, she didn't know how much time had passed, but when she heard the knock on the door she jumped.

„Hello", she heard Damon's voice, and lifted her head to see him. „Didn't mean to scare you.", he smiled.

„You didn't, I was just so deep in paperwork, I didn't hear you coming.", she explained, and ran her fingers through her long, chocolate hair. „Come on, take a seat", she motioned for him to sit on the chair in front of her.

„So, what do you have for me?", he asked, comfortably sitting on the chair. He looked like a sex god, Elena thought, even just sitting casually in a chair. His pose, his body, his everything was screaming sex to her. She tried to make these thoughts go away by buring her nose in the papers in front of her.

„Okay, so, these are the company's documents. ", she told him, handing him a couple of papers. „This was my father's company, but since he passed away I took over. Now me and Caroline are the co-owners of the whole place.", she informed him, while his eyes were scanning the pages.

„You're only 23. Aren't you a little young to run your own company?", he asked, looking at her personal information.

„I wouldn't have left some stranger to take over my father's company, the company he put so much effort into, just because I am young.", Elena snapped at him, she was so sick of people telling her how her age was related to her business abilities. „I had already finished college, and taken a business course. And since I am in charge, the company's profits increased.", she rose her voice to him.

„Okay, jeez, I just asked, relax", he responded, a little amused. He liked this one, she was feisty, she had a fire in her, and he would be blind to deny what an amazing body she had. The skirt and the shirt were perfectly outlining her curves. She had a small wrist and tall figure, her legs were long, and he couldn't help but imagine them wrapped up around his waist.

Elena saw how he licked his lower lip, and this drove her crazy. This simple movement sent chills to her body. She had known him for less than 24 hours, and she already wanted to jump his bones, this was so not like her. She decided to distract herself and kept talking.

„You told me I needed to tell you everything about the company, right?", she said, somehow hesitantly.

„Yes.", he said firmly.

„Well, a year before my father died, the company was sinking. It was really bad. I could see how devastated he was, he build it from scratch, and seeing it fall apart before his eyes, was killing him.", she swallowed, and continued. „He needed money, lots of money, to stabilize it again. So he turned to one of his best friends, who also has a big company with lots of branches, for a big loan. It was kept out of the papers, since it was a very big transaction, and it would have provoked a lot of questions, and at that time, negative publicity was the last thing we needed.", she said, her cheeks turning slightly red.

„How much money we're talking about?", Damon rose his brow.

„Billions.", Elena said in a low voice.

„And that is all, did your father signed some kind of contract?", he kept asking.

„No, not as far as I know.", she started thinking. „Like I told you, the man who gave it to him was a very good friend of his, one of his best friends actually, and my father paid everything to the last penny. We always pay our debts.", Elena replied, proudly.

„There are no friends, when it comes to business, believe me. But if it's just that, I don't think it's of any importance now, since your father paid everything back", he told her, his eyes moving from her eyes down to her body. They stopped at the wedding ring on her finger.

„You're married?", he was surprised.

„Didn't you read that in the papers?", she couldn't help herself, she liked teasing him. „Yes, I've been married for a year and a half now.", she informed him.

„So.. marriage and a company before you've turned 25, you're definitely not wasting your time.", he commented. Elena wasn't sure, but she thought she saw a disappointment in his eyes for a second. Even Damon had limits, and marriage was one of them. „How did this happen?", he continued.

„Can we go back to talking business?", she tried to change the subject.

„We are talking business.", he cut her off. „So, I am listening."

„Okay, we loved each other and we got married. End of story.", she really wanted to avoid having this conversation, especially with him.

„I can see when people are lying to me, Elena. It's my job.", he tilted his head. „And you're definitely not amongst the best liars I've seen."

„Fine", she let out an irritated growl. „We are together since high school, but when I was in college I got pregnant, and we thought this was the right thing to do."

„So, you have a child?", his eyes widened, he couldn't hide how surprised he was.

„No, I don't", she said looking away, feeling tears at her eyes. „Can we please not talk about this."

„Okay, sure,", his voice was soft now, realizing he had hit a sensitive spot.

When Elena finally got her emotions under control she said.

„What about you, Mr. Mysterious FBI agent. Do you have a wife?", she knew the answer very well, but she wanted to see what he would tell her.

„Nope, I am not a big fan of marriage.", he stated. „If two people love each other, and they're enough for each other, what is the point of this stupid paper they both sign? It could be torn in a half in a second. You basically bound yourself legally to someone, and in a lot of cases, this doesn't end well. Marriage tends to do more harm, than good in my opinion."

Elena suddenly realized how right he was. Everything he said made perfect sense. Since she didn't want to proclaim herself defeated just yet, she asked him another question.

„So how is an FBI agent like you, so brave and clever, dealing with a simple murder as this one?"

„Someone did their homework.", he smirked.

„I like to know who I am working with.", she smiled cockily at him.

„Well, Mrs. Gilbert, the fact the you've read a couple of articles about me, doesn't me you know me.", he responded, moving closer to her.

„You're avoiding my question.", she told him, trying to put more space between them.

„No, quite the opposite", he replied, „Move a little", he told her and sat on the chair next to her, invading her personal space. The chair was big enough for both of them, since she was small, but she could feel his breath so close to her, that it was sending waves of warmth through her whole body. They were so close that his body was pressed to hers, and it was preventing her from focusing.

He reached for her computer, and typed some unknown address . She saw an FBI page appearing, and he entered his ID number and his password. When he logged in, a map appeared in front of them, it had little red dots on it.

"There's no point in lying to you", he said. "This is highly confidential, and you shouldn't know it, I am only telling so that you and Blondie could be more careful. You were right. I am not taking just any cases. See the red dots?", he pointed them to her. "Chicago, New York, and LA.", there were at least 5 dots for each of the cities. "This is a pattern.", his face got very serious in a number of seconds. "Since last year, someone is taking out all of the big and evolving companies. You said it yourself, your company is doing well, right?", his eyes locked with hers, and their lips were so close, Elena couldn't take her eyes off them.

"Yes.", she somehow managed to say. "We were even talking about opening a branch in LA.", she finally managed to tear her eyes away from his lips.

"It all fits. Damn it!", Damon murmured under his breath.

"What fits? Damon!", she was starting to panic now.

"All of these red dots, Elena, they're not just a single murder. It's a chain. First someone not very important is killed, and they're slowly moving to the top, until they kill the person who is standing there. And this way they're taking the whole company with them.", he said bitterly.

"The person standing there.. It's me! And Caroline!", Elena cried. Her marriage problems weren't enough, and now this?

"Yes.", he told her. "I've been working on this for months now, and I am fucking stuck.", she felt how he tensed up, anger in his eyes.

"Hey, you'll figure this out, I am sure", she told him, soothingly caressing his shoulder. She could feel the electricity between them, and pulled her hand away.

"I know I will. I just wish it wouldn't be too late.", his voice was low and cold

"Too late you mean.. Oooh.", she suddenly realized what exactly he was saying. "I have no intention of dying, you know, I am a fighter, I will not give up so easily. ", she said trying to lighten up the mood. He laughed at her poor attempted. His smile, the real one, the one she was seeing right now, looked even more beautiful. This man couldn't be real, she thought.

"You should tell Blondie", he said. He hadn't noticed exactly how close they were. He could see her bra through the little gaps between the buttons of her shirt, her legs were rubbing his, and he felt how he was becoming painfully hard. If he stayed one more moment here, he would take her right here, on that desk. He wasn't used to not getting his women. But this one was different from his little whores, because he knew exactly what the women he was hanging out with were. He had never paid for sex, of course, he didn't need to, one look full with desire, a couple of nice words, and they were in his bed. Elena wasn't like that, and that is why he needed to get out of here as soon as possible. "I am going.. I have work to do.", he came up with the first lie that popped in his head.

"Um, okay, sure", Elena said, surprised by his sudden need to leave. Did she do something wrong?

He got out of the room in a flash. She sighted and took her phone to dial Caroline's number.

"Yes?", the blonde said from the other side.

"We need to talk. Now. And you'll need a drink for this one, meet me at the bar across the street in an hour.", she told her, there was no point in sugar-coating it.

"Okay, but why?", she kept asking.

"I can't tell you over the phone, just, be there, please.", Elena's voice got demanding.

"Fine, okay, I'll be there.", Caroline finally agreed.

"I'll see you there, then", Elena let out a sigh a of relief and hung up.

Elena walked into the bar an hour later. It was small and smoky, but Elena liked it. It was cozy. She scanned the place, looking for someone that she knew who could overhear their conversation. There was no such person, instead she saw Damon with a beautiful brunette, with his tongue down her throat. He was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt, that was perfectly outlining his abs. If Elena thought that before he looked sexy, now he was just irresistable. A wave of irritation washed over her, as she watched him kissing her, his arms moving up and down her back. She shook her head and rolled her eyes, sitting at the bar.

„Big bourboun. Clean.", Elena ordered the bartender, kind of codly. She liked the guy, he didn't deseve that kind of attitude from her, but she was just so not in the mood right now.

„Bourboun? It must have been a long day.", he said, pouring the brown liquid in her glass.

„You have no idea.", Elena replied, and giving Damon one last look she drank it in one big sip.

„More.", Elena demanded.

„Woooah, easy there.", the guy tried, but Elena just gave him a weird look.

„Just, please, I know what I am doing.", she tried to convince him.

„Fine, whatever you say.", he responded, refilling her glass.

She stood there, like that for around five more minutes, until Caroline came. She saw Elena, and ran towards her, but she stopped, when she noticed Damon and the brunette. He, on the other hand, hadn't seem to have noticed either of them.

„Oh, Damon's here.", she stated.

„I know.", Elena answered with a blank expression.

„What did I tell you?", Caroline couldn't hide her little victory tone .

„Yes. Yes. He's a manwhore, I got it.", she rolled her eyes again. „But that's not why I asked you to come here."

She explained to her friend everythig that was going on. She watched as Caroline's eyes widened in horror, and she put her hand on her mouth. By the time Elena was over, Caroline was so shocked, she couldn't even say a word.

„But..", she started. „Why?"

„Well, I have no answer to this. Maybe we could have asked Damon, if he wasn't so busy, exploring the depths of her throat.", she gave Damon a poisonous look, although she was sure he wasn't able to see her.

"Do I sense jealousy, Elena? I thought we were past this.", Caroline said, both surprised and in disbelief.

"No! What? Of course not!", Elena tried to convince her friend, but she was trying to convince herself even more.

"Mhm", Caroline mumbled.

Elena's phone rang and this saved her from another awkward question.

"Yes, Stefan?", she said, when she picked up.

"Hey, how was your day?", he asked her with a soft voice, seems like he was trying to make up for their little fight this morning. Elena felt awful, because he wasn't the one who should be fixing this, she was. And what did she do all day, she drooled over an incredibly hot FBI agent, who happened to be a manwhore. "I heard about Roy, I am so sorry."

"It's okay, it was just a one-time thing, or at least they say so.", she didn't know why she was lying to her husband, she probably just didn't want to worry him even more.

"But I heard FBI's involved.", he kept asking. Elena's body tensed as she heard the word FBI, and her head involuntary snapped in Damon's direction.

"Yeah.. It's a murder on federal land, so it's under their jurisdiction.", she tried the story Damon had told them this morning. "How was your day?", she tried to change the subject.

"Oh, well, I thought it was something serious. I got worried.", he said, and Elena's stomach dropped. Why didn't she just tell him? What was wrong with her? He was always there for her, and she was constantly shutting him off. "I got a call from my agent today. He got me an audition.", she could hear how happy he was.

"Oh my god, Stefan, that's great!", she was glad for him, he needed that. "You'll rock their world, I am sure of it. Maybe when I go home, we could celebrate.", she tried, not feeling at all in the mood for 'celebration', but she wanted to repay him for his kindness to her in some way.

"Really?", she could say he was surprised. They haven't had sex in two months. He had tried to make her as comfortable as he could, but he just wasn't setting fire to her skin, their sex life had always been like that – traditional, and quick, at this point, they were just doing it, because they felt like they had to. Or at least Elena did. "Well, it's a pity we'll have guests tonight.", he said, sounding a little disappointed.

"Who?", Elena asked.

"Some of my friends. And your uncle said he might stop by.", he told her. "I've prepared everything so there's nothing you need to worry about."

"Okay, then, I'll be home in a few minutes.", she told him, and hung up.

"What was all that about?", Caroline hadn't missed a word in their conversation. "Why did you lie to Stefan?"

"To protect him, Damon said no one, except the two of us should know, it is highly confidential.", there was another reason behind her lie, and Caroline knew that, but she couldn't put her finger on it, so she just went with it.

"Okay, let's go then.", she said and Elena drank, what had left in her glass, took her purse and stormed out of the bar, glad to be out of there.

Damon was kissing the girl in his arms hungrily. She was even easier than most of them, one look, and one glass of martini, and she was all his. Ever since he left Elena's office, he was so aroused it was causing him physical pain. He went home, gave himself a cold shower, and changed, but it didn't help. The image of the beautiful brunette wasn't leaving his mind. He wanted her, he had wanted her from the moment he saw her, and it had taken all the strength he had not to take her in her office, and fuck her right there, until both of them couldn't breathe. When he met this girl, Laura, in the bar, he thought having a woman would help. After some time they went to the bathroom and closed the doors behind them, while he was taking his pants off. He fucked her, until she cried out his name in pleasure, he knew having sex in the toilets was low, but desperate times called for desperate measures. It didn't help though, the hunger inside of him grew even stronger, and right now he knew there was only one way to fix this, but he couldn't do it. So he would just have to suck it up and live with it, until this case was over, so he could get the hell out of here. Elena was different from every woman he had been with. She was smart, funny, and incredibly hot. She also had some innocence in her that was making her even more amazing. He zipped his pants and got out of the cabin.

"This was… nice.", he said to her.

"Yeah, tell me about it, it was great.", the woman was still in a haze.

"Yeah, yeah, but I have to go now. I have somewhere else to be.", he hated using women like that, but once a woman had used him, so how were they better than him? They could be just as cruel. Since he had gotten his heart broken, he had swore he would never give it to anyone else. Fucking, drinking, and working. These were the three magical words that were his everyday life.

"Will you call me?", she asked.

"Yes, sure.", he lied. He didn't even have her number. He felt really bad for her, but he put the thought in the corner of his mind and walked away.

He got in his car and drove off. When he arrived at his destination, he took a good look at the house before. Seems like he was living well. The house was big and elegant. He knocked on the door and after a few seconds it flew open. He looked into the green eyes of the man before him, as he said.

"Hello, brother."

The green-eyed man gave him a warm smile, and invited him inside.

"Hello, Damon", he said in a cool voice. "I would like you to meet my wife - Elena. Honey, come here.", he called for her.

Damon's eyes widened as he watched the woman, he had been fantasizing about all day, walking towards him. When their eyes met, each of them could see the shock in the other's expression.

"Well, shit.", Damon murmured under his breath.

The next chapter will be more about their personal lives, and how things are between the characters. Feedback will be loved :)