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Thank you so much for the reviews! I would have updated sooner but I got distracted with school work and then I was sick. Anyways this chapter is kind of short and for most of it Damon is an ass but he has his little sweet moment in the end. I wasn't really sure how to write Damon's character, whether he should be rude and cocky or sweet. Tell me which one you like better. I hope you guys like it!

I don't know how long I've been locked up in this room. I lost track of the days a long time ago. Every day was the same, a woman came in to bring me food and I ate it. Of course I had to find a position that would work since I was handcuffed to the bed. Damon hadn't come in since that day. In fact, I hadn't seen anyone other than the woman that came in to bring me food. She never talked to me; I didn't even know her name. The only time she ever spoke was when I refused to eat. She just told me that Damon would get upset and come here and force me to eat. My hatred of Damon beat my stubbornness and I forced myself to eat.

One day the woman came in but she wasn't holding any food. Instead she was holding a single silver key. Without saying a word she started to unlock the handcuffs.

"What's going on?" I asked her. The handcuffs slipped off and I rubbed my sore wrist.

"Master Damon's orders. He wants you to meet him down in the dinning room, but he wants you to get into fresh clothes first," she said so quietly I could barely hear her.

"I don't have anything to wear," I responded getting up from the bed. I hadn't walked around in so long and my legs nearly buckled underneath my weight. It took a few minutes but eventually I was able to walk around.

"He left a dress for you in the closet," she quickly darted out of the room closing the door behind her.

I walked over to the closet to look for the dress he supposedly left for me. I thought about fighting it and just wearing what I have on but I knew Damon would either punish me or force me back upstairs to change, so I just decided to put it on. It wasn't completely revealing, but it was still too open for my taste. It was a short white sleeveless dress that stopped a little before the knee. I looked around for shoes but I only found one pair of heels. They fit fine, but I felt uncomfortable walking in heels.

After getting ready, I made my way downstairs. I didn't know where the dinning room was and with how big this house was I was bound to get lost. I walked around aimlessly for a good ten minutes before someone finally found me. It was one of the maids and she showed me the way to the dinning room. My stomach was turning and my heart was pounding as I got closer and closer. I could hear men talking from the hallway. It sounded like a whole group of them together. From what I could hear, there were no women inside; I was going to be the only one.

I took a deep breath and walked inside. As soon as I stepped in, the room fell silent. I watched as everyone's heads turned to face me; Damon's head turning last.

"I was right, you look magnificent in that dress," he said looking me up and down, probably undressing me with his eyes.

"So kidnapping me wasn't enough, now you want to dress me up like a Barbie doll?" I snapped causing the room to erupt in laughter. They clearly thought it was amusing that I was trying to stand up to Damon.

"Sweetie this is just the beginning," he said winking at me.

"I'm sorry did you want me for something?" I tried to control my temper but Damon just pissed me off.

"As much as I would love to stare at you in that dress," I rolled my eyes at him as he spoke, "I do need you to eat, so will you just us for dinner?" it was more of a command than a question.

I looked around the table for an open seat but there weren't any. "Where am I supposed to sit?"

"Right here sweetie," he motioned for me to come sit on his lap.

"You've got to be kidding me," I said. There was no way I was going to sit on his lap, ever. I would rather starve than be anywhere near him.

"I don't joke around," he continued to motion for me to sit. I could see I was testing his patience because he started tapping his foot faster and faster. Eventually I gave up and walked over towards him.

I stood there in front of him for a few minutes before he yanked me down on his lap and wrapped an arm around my waist. I shuddered at his touch and I knew he could feel how uncomfortable I was.

"Relax sweetheart," he whispered in my ear.

"Don't call me that," I spat at him.

"I can call you whatever I want," he started twisting a lock of my hair around his finger, "you're mine now."

I watched as everyone stared at us, intrigued by the way Damon was treating me. They were all interested in the mystery girl who had the guts to stand up to Damon.

Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I yanked Damon's arm away and stood up. "I'm not some doll!" I shouted at him, "I don't belong to anyone! You can't just take me and dress me up and make me sit on your lap like some trained pet!"

I didn't wait for him to respond; instead I ran upstairs to my room and slammed the door shut. Tears filled my eyes and streamed down my face. I threw myself onto the bed and buried my head into the pillow.

After a few minutes I heard the door open and looked up to see who it was. Unfortunately, the man standing in the door was the one and only Damon.

"What do you what?" I asked him rudely.

"Don't use that tone with me Elena." He talked to me like I was a little kid who needed to be disciplined.

"I can do whatever I want to!"

"You still think you're in control don't you?" he walked over and sat next to me on the bed. I tried to move away from him but there wasn't anywhere else to go. "When are you going to learn that you don't have any control anymore."

"Why are you keeping me here?" I cried.

"I could have killed you Elena, it wouldn't be the first time I've killed someone, but there was something about you. You're a special girl Elena and I want to keep you around."

"Just let me go," I wailed. He wrapped an arm around me, pulling me into his chest. This time I didn't fight it, I just cried and cried in his warm embrace.

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