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I know i shouldnt do this, but here's the second chapter.

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chapter 2

Damon Salvatore ran a hand through his hair in annoyance. He glared at the woman in front of him and she flinched back in fright. Somehow she had gotten on his bad side which most people tried to avoid at all cost.

'Did you send the email?' He croaked out.

The lady nodded, 'Yes sir, I sent three in the space of two months and I contacted the secretary, that's when I heard that he was hospitalized.'

'And you decided to keep this from me because?'

The blue eyes flashed with anger again.

'I-i-I assumed that you knew because of your close acquaintance with the junior Mr. gilbert.'

Damon's eyes flashed with annoyance at the mention of the Mr. Gilbert.

'Never make such a silly mistake again Anna, I won't take it lightly with such behavior.'

'Yes sir.'

Damon shook his head and got out his cell phone. He pressed three and waited as the phone rang.

'Hello?'

'Did you know that the Gilberts had a major crises with their father?'

He got straight to the point.

'Yes Damon, I'm having a nice day too, thanks for asking.'

He chuckled, 'Sure thing Bonnie, anyways about-

'Jeez Damon, I'm being sarcastic, how can you not even care enough to ask.'

'You know I care Bonnie plus I'm in the middle of a semi crises.'

Bonnie was going to argue about him caring till she heard the last part.

'Crises?'

'Yeah, John Gilbert loaned some money from the company and apparently, he's bankrupt and hospitalized.'

Damon could feel her eyes widen.

'Oh my God! Please tell me you're seriously kidding, how can the Gilberts be bankrupt?'

He ran another hand through his hair frowning, 'Beats me, it John's Ponzi scam and I think the banks froze all their assets.'

Damon didn't realize that the line had already been cut at the mention of the ' Ponzi scam'

He could bet his trouble of a cousin was already on the phone with Jeremy Gilbert. What she saw in that ass was a mystery to him.

Damon dropped the phone and began going through the papers on his desk again, the Gilberts were really screwed…though he could slightly say he was happy about their problem. Serves Jeremy right. His cell phone rang again and he groaned.

'Hey biggie' The voice boomed over the phone.

Damon rolled his eyes. 'Stefan.'

'Hey, am I interrupting anything? You sound tensed.'

'Yes I'm really busy you know since you declared yourself exiled from the company.'

'Come on now D, you know this was what I always wanted to do.' Stefan said grinning and Damon swore he heard him grin. 'Sitting on father's chair, buying and selling stuff and affecting people's lives with just your signature? Now that's your dream.'

Again Damon rolled his eyes and loosened his black tie a little. 'Sure, but I don't think-'

'God! Damon when I get back you can keep hounding me to give up my medical profession!'

Damon paused immediately as he's brother's word s sunk in. he whirled his chair so he was facing the huge window where the island of Manhattan buzzed with life.

'Wait, coming back?' He feigned surprise.

'Yeah, I got transferred back to Manhattan Memorial.'

'Wow bro! that's amazing news, I mean for mother of course, she misses you so much that she blames me for you choosing to practice with the whole 'doctors without borders' stuff.'

'Uh-huh, and I'm sure you didn't have anything to do with my transfer?'

Damon grinned, he was definitely sure Stefan knew he had something to do with the sudden transfer at the middle of the year, his brother didn't spend years in Harvard Medical School to come out dumb.

'I've no idea what you mean by that Stef.'

'I'm sure Damon. I called mom and she wants me back on Thursday.'

'That's soon enough, S. can you make it?'

'Yeah, I've got a feeling mother would have my balls if I do otherwise.'

Damon bit back a grin. He could picture Isabelle Salvatore grabbing Stefan by the balls and ordering him to stop making her life miserable.

'So? What time can we expect you?'

Damon heard his brother sign, 'Tomorrow I guess, my flight lives in the morning.'

'And I'm looking forward to expecting you.'

'Sure thing bro.'

Damon dropped the cell phone grinning, he was happy for just one moment after hearing his brother's voice, but the sappy grin disappeared immediately his eyes went back to the files in his computer.

Damn Gilberts were in deep soup, the owned Salvatore International Corporations a lot. And by that he meant close to thirty million if not more. And that wasn't the beginning of their never ending debt.

He closed the files and opened a new one still wondering how the fuck Mr. Gilbert managed to lose everything in the space of six fucking months. His business was triving as usual, with his only rivals being the Lockwoods. Except the Lockwoods managed to throw him far off of his game that he had to resolve to scamming the elite of the city. Damon had always looked up to the Gilberts. Especially John.

He always appreciated what most of his peers took for granted like a happy home, endless supply of love and money. Growing up in Brooklyn wasn't easy for him especially working part time since he was twelve just to support his mother and Stefan. He never met his father, all he heard from his mother one day when Stefan kept asking her was, 'Stef, your dad's far away sweetie, he's in heaven and he's watching over you.'

Of course, he believed. What ten year old wouldn't?

But as they grew older, he got to understand that the asshole had fucking abandoned them after Stefan's birth. The fucker couldn't afford the hospital bills and he just took off. He was just fourteen when he heard that and right there and then he swore that he would have enough money to buy the moon for his mother if she wanted it.

That sheer determination got him this far in life, he established his own company, not just any company, one of the best in New York.

And the world.

But how John Gilbert could have thrown everything to the sharks and resolve to scamming, he could not explain.

The work phone by him rang again and answered.

'Speak.'

'Mr. Salvatore, the Young representatives are here for the meeting.' Jenna said.

Damon grinned, finally some take out stake to plan. 'Show them to the conference room 2 Jenna, I'll be right there.'

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