A/N: Hey there, chapter 3 is here. Don't forget to watch the video episode on : watch?v=EMYsZK3ZV3k&feature=
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"Maybe you would like to check it… personally." The girl says adjusting her scarf, with a tint of a smile on her red rosy lips.
His eyes are transfixed on her, and who wouldn't ask him that question. After all, the girls loses themselves in the depth of his baby blue eyes.
He gives her his best crooked smile, the one he is famous for. "Honey, if you would say it like that, how can I say no."
They walk towards the aisle, and once they are enclosed in the small square of a washroom in the flight, she is all over him.
"Time for a break." He says looking at his rolex watch.
"And you promise you will continue from where we leave?" The flight attendant tilts her head.
"Oh, yeah… I promise."
He tights his loosen tie, and heads off towards the exit terminal. Before he can come out she succeeds in slipping her number on a slip of paper in his palm.
"Call me." She says.
And he smiles.
He waits for his luggage to arrive and once it's there, he heads off towards his car. And on the way, he didn't forget to crush the slip of paper and made a ball out of it, and threw it away in the trash bin.
Damon Salvatore never goes for the same girl twice. It's rule 101 on his book. He is charming, charismatic, sexy and a total Casanova. He is also the elder Salvatore, brother of Stefan Salvatore, and owns the Salvatore Empire, which have the factories spread from Italy to Rome, from China to United States. His business is majorly in creating the hospital supplies like blood bags, incubators, and stuff like that. And that takes him to travel the whole world for the meetings with different clients. Plus, he meets new girls every single day and doesn't have to stick with one. No promises needed. One thing he had learn in his life is that no one bothers to stick in your life, so he started doing the same. He doesn't care about anyone, but his brother. Majorly because he was very young when their parents died, and Stefan was just a ten year old boy. Getting the responsibility of a kid in such a young age might make you harsh. Damon isn't harsh though. But, he knows how to make his own way and never bothers if anyone else is getting hurt in the process.
His phone rings on the road.
"Hello."
"Sir, you might get late for the party." That's his secretary, who always worries that he won't make it in time.
"Susie… I never get late for anything."
"But sir, the party is in fifteen minutes."
"I know, and what time is it now Susie?"
"07:15 P.M. sir."
"I will be there at 07:29 P.M."
"But-"
He cuts the phone and taps on the key button unlocking the silver colored car. The handle automatically bulges out of the door. He smoothly pushes it in with his two fingers and once inside the car, he rides off as fast as a racer on the F-1 race track.
As he do what he says, the clock shrieks 07:28 P.M. when he pulls around in front of the entrance.
"Nice car sir." The hotel boy says. "I will park it for you right upfront."
"Wherever you want." Damon throws the keys towards him. "It's not mine."
The boy was confused, but he doesn't know him. Before going to Denmark, he got the car from the girl he was with.
"Is he providing a car service?" Damon asked the girl when she shoved the keys in his hand.
"Just take it and go as fast as you can. I don't want my dad to see you and create a drama."
"Very bold Isobel." He smiled and gave her a small peck on her lips.
He did liked the car, but it was nothing like the blue colored Camaro he has, which is sitting in his front garage of his boarding house.
"Oh hello Mr. Salvatore." A voice stops him on his way.
"Oh hello Mr. Mikaelson."
Mikaelsons are the known family in the computer business world.
"I see you made it in time."
"I always make it in time, Mr. Mikaelson."
"Sure you do. I thought you will bring your brother with you as well."
"Oh, he had some work to do."
"I always wonder why he never joined you for the business."
That was not only Mikaelson but the whole world wondered about the same.
"Oh, he works in a management firm, and writes about stuff I don't understand. And if that's what he wants to do, I won't push him to work with me."
"Very understanding brother you are, aren't you."
"Why not… he is my only family."
"And my family keeps giving me the headaches. Now look at my daughter."
And Damon is surely looking at her, he can't keep his eyes away from beauty.
"Something happens, and she creates havoc in the world."
"Don't worry. I am sure she will forget the crankiness soon enough."
Rebecca is sitting at the bar staring at her empty glass of beer. She was trying to hit on some random guy in the party, but he plainly rejected her. And Rebecca never likes to be on the rejecting side.
"Well, hello there." Damon approaches the lonely Rebecca.
"What are you doing here?"
"I am invited to this lovely party." He takes the seat beside her.
"I meant what are you doing here… near me."
"What? Now I can't even say hello to my gorgeous associate of Prada."
"You think your flirt can take you somewhere near me?" She chuckles softly.
"Some girls just can't resist my good looks, my style, my charm, my unflinching ability to listen to Taylor Swift."
"Shut up Damon. I don't need to hear your voice"
"At Least you know whom you are borrowing the sugar from." He takes the bottle of whiskey and two glass of shots, and starts pouring it. "Besides, you would have broken him in seconds." He had seen her flirting with the guy.
"You are suggesting I can't be gentle?"
"No, I am just saying you should find someone more durable, that's all."
"And how would that be?"
The next they know, they were opening his room in the boarding house and she was taking his coat off, ripping his white shirt wide open, and kissing each other sloppily. He teared her green dress open, and his hands were all over her body, his lips passing from the back of her neck to her jawline. Clothes were shredded into pieces, and who would have thought that he would sleep with Rebecca Mikaelson. She was beautiful and all, but her clingy behavior was famous in the society. He might regret it in the morning, but he wasn't thinking about it much at the present moment.
[***]
Damon's phone kept ringing while he was half asleep under his cozy comforter.
"What?"
He picks up the phone once he sees the name flashing on the screen : "Chatterbox Caroline"
"Why the hell were you not picking the call?" She starts shouting once she heard his voice.
"I was busy."
"Yeah, that's your excuse all the time. And if you are mad because I put the hot sauce in your meatballs then get over it."
"Oh, I am over it." Without listening to what she was about to say next, he cuts the phone and went back to sleep.
Rebecca is still there sleeping beside him.
"Morning." she says with her eyes closed.
"Morning." He says back yawning.
"Whose call was that?"
"Not important."
"Your one of those thousand girlfriends?"
Damon's flirts and sleeping behaviors were not hidden from anyone, so it wasn't a news if Rebecca knew about it.
"I won't call her that in particular."
Caroline Forbes irritated him all the time, the only reason he tolerates her is because of his brother.
"Okay you two, tell me who broke my vase?" Damon asked the two kids standing in front of him.
"I did." The 12 year old Stefan said as fast as he could have had.
"No, I did." Caroline said next. "He is taking the blame for me, so that you won't kill me."
"Don't say that to him Care." Lizzie was one of Caroline's friend, who came to the boarding house to play with them. "Or else the demon will eat you."
"Did you just called me Demon?"
Lizzie was scared.
"There is a rumor that you don't have a soul and you are the real demon who eats the kids." Lizzie admitted shakily.
He turned around to see Caroline, he very well knew the source of that ridiculous rumor.
"Oh, I won't kill you." He could see Caroline's shoulders relaxing a bit. "I would just cut you into pieces and make you my dog's meal.
"Damon." Stefan took his name in a bit of an anger. "You are scaring her."
"well, that's what demons do. Don't they."
Caroline shrieked and cried so loud that day, it was the last time Damon joked with her.
"Never ever poke me." Caroline warned him.
"How long is your friendship going to last?" Damon asked his brother. "Because, I really can't tolerate her."
"She is kind of my best friend."
"And the only friend. Stefan you have to stop being a loser."
"Hey don't call him a loser."
"Or what?"
"Or I will break your nose." Caroline made a fist and showed it to him.
Next Damon was on floor laughing, because it was funny to get a tantrum and a fight challenge from a kid.
Anyways, he has seen her breaking noses of many people who got on her nerves just by insulting Stefan. He admits though, Stefan is kind of lucky in his best- friend department.
"I should go." Rebecca says while getting up, and putting her clothes on.
The doorbell buzzes when he was on his way to leave her at the door.
"So, let's just not make a big deal out of it."
That was a change coming from her. He thought.
"My thoughts exactly."
"Besides, I expect you to come calling soon enough."
He chuckled. "Let's just not hold our breath."
When he opened the door, Caroline was standing there with a wide smile, which started to disappear on seeing Rebecca with Damon.
"Oh, hey Blondie." Damon says.
"Rebecca… hey… you are here." Her eyes were on Rebecca though. She tries to smile, but it looked all fake.
"Suppose I should be grateful, since you already used the bell."
Caroline waits for Rebecca to leave, and once gone, she turns around to look at Damon.
"You… you slept with HER." She points her finger back.
"What do you think was supposed to happen?"
"Are you planning to go out with her again?"
"Nope." He opens the closet and put a black shirt on.
"DAMON… she is one of the associates in Prada, and with whom I will be working in future for my column. In this whole world, Couldn't you find someone who is NOT related to my career."
"Stefan isn't home I guess,if you are here to meet him." He ignores what she said
"Are you going to call her?" She ignores back, and continues. "Damon are you going to call her again or not."
"I don't do relationships, you know that."
"DAMON-"
"CAROLINE… no, nobody cares."
"OH MY GOD, SERIOUSLY, do you even know how long it took us to settle the deal? You are going to ruin my career."
"Don't be such a drama queen. Besides, she was lonely… desperate."
"Clearly, because she slept with you."
He was about to argue, when they heard the shower noise coming from his bathroom.
"What was that?" She asks hearing the sound.
Damon opens the door to his bathroom, where they see a brunette girl taking a bath.
The smile on his face drops off once he sees her face.
"Oh, my God." Caroline's eyes widens. "Was she here when you were… you know." She imitates with her hands. "EWWWWW."
"I wasn't doing two time, Caroline, I didn't even know she was here until now."
"Take a robe, you are ruining my floor." Damon commented. She was dripping water on the floor.
"Who the hell is she?" Caroline asks.
"She is my stalker."
"Wow, you have a stalker?" Caroline turns to look at the girl. "Seriously you can do much better than him, there is nothing in him to stalk about."
Before she could say more, Damon pushes her out of the bathroom.
"Go before I kill you."
"Call Rebecca today, or else I WILL kill you."
"So how about that robe?" The girl asks when he turns around.
"You need to go, because I don't-"
"-do relationships, I know…" she took the steps forward. "But, who is asking for one?"
Damon almost forgot to blink.
[***]
Michael Kors sunglass- $170.00, Ray Ban- $160.00
Hanna tries one after another on herself and looks at the mirror, Everything looks perfect on her and now she is confused which one to take.
"Can you keep this one aside please?" She smiled at the store assistant standing on the booth.
"You might need to remove some of these." He could sense she was young and maybe doubting her about the amount of money in her credit card.
"But they are all may-be." She explains, like that could make her keep them all.
"I am sorry, but we can't hold these. They are the last items left."
"I will take them, put them on my card." Her eyes drifts towards her friend Spencer who was talking to some guy in the market.
"Oooh, did Ms. Perfect find her Mr. Perfect." She says approaching her.
"it's really nothing like that."
"Really?"
"Really! Now if you will excuse me, I have to go for my tennis game." She see her walking away.
"What was that about?" Mona asks.
"Who knows. And by the Matt didn't even look at me in tha dress."
"That sounds totally gay, if I would have seen you in that dress kicking off in that heels I would totally be into you."
Hanna laughed at her. She is her kind of best friend. Kind of, because the mean girls don't have best friends. Not that she is one of those mean girls. Hanna Forbes is smart, intelligent, stunning and the diva of her school. The only thing she doesn't like is when people put an 'H' at the end of her name. She blames her parents, because the last H is so not lucky for her, and thus, she decided to get rid of it.
"So, dinner at my place tomorrow?" Hannah asks her friend.
"Like totally!"
They do their usual air kisses and sit into the car.
[***]
"So, how is it?" Caroline waits for Miranda to skim through her write ups.
"A black spot." Miranda says with a poker face.
"A what?"
"It is nothing new, and I expected some fresh material from you Caroline. I think you should go back and do the homework once again."
Caroline was boiling with anger, she is the co-editor of the damn Magazine, but Miranda always finds a way to make her feel lower.
"Sure." she fakes the smile, and comes out of her office.
"Arghhh… I hate her." She huffs the air out of her mouth, and goes towards her office.
"Well that didn't look good." Nigel says to the girl next to him.
"It's not new either." The girl responds.
Caroline knows people gossip about the cold war Miranda and she had been having for so long. And usually she shuts their mouth off with her actions, but today seems to be the worst one. She is already scared for getting rejected for her column, IF Damon messed up things with Rebecca, and while coming to the office, she almost tripped and broke her single piece custom designed just for her, the Louboutin heels. And now her mood is off.
Her phone was ringing when she entered her office.
"Caroline Forbes." She answered.
"Are you the owner of Forbes' house at 36th Maryland street."
"Yes, that will be me."
"Your house was caught on fire. But, your sister-"
"SHE DID WHAT?"
Caroline, was right, it's the worst day ever.
[***]
Hanna was trying something to cook, when she forgot to switch off the gas. One mistake and her whole kitchen was on fire. The grey smoke started fuming and spread across the hallway.
"oh my god. Caroline is going to kill me." She whispers to herself.
Caroline is a control freak, and her anger is out of the world, when it comes to her house and her things.
Hanna looks for her phone and calls the only person who can save her out of this situation.
"Hello."
"Hey." Stefan answers the call in one ring.
"I am screwed, I burnt the kitchen. I left the gas on and now my whole house is smelling like a burnt bacon." She is super tensed now. "I don't know what to do."
"Are you okay?" Stefan has always been super concerned about Hanna, and after listening to the burning even, his obvious concern was for her.
"I am fine."
"I will fix it."
"Are you sure?" She asks again.
"Yes Hanna, don't worry."
"Your friend is gonna kill me."
"My friend is your sister too. She won't kill you."
"Yeah, I am not sure about that."
"Hanna-"
"Don't you know Caroline's anger?"
"okay- okay. Just… calm down."
'Just fix it before she finds ?"
"Okay. Stop crying now. I will fix everything. And be safe. Now I have to go for some work, but I will make sure that it is fixed before Caroline come home."
"Thanks."
Stefan puts the phone in his coat pocket and goes to change for his photoshoot. He has been selected for 30 under 30 successful people list, and for that he had to do some photoshoots and interview. The interview is scheduled for later which is going to be aired live on television. When he told Caroline about that, she made him do some ridiculou on twitter with her. He complaint about it, but did answered all her weird question.
"Are you excited for the photoshoot?" The girl who was in charge of his clothes asked.
"Sure, why not."
"So, what's your casual outfits? You have any choice?"
"Jeans and T-shirt, sometimes a cap."
"I think anything will look good on you." The girl smiles at him, and he chuckles.
"Do you have any girlfriend?" She couldn't stop herself in asking the question. He raises an eyebrow at her.
"It's kind of a personal question, don't you think?"
"And this interview is going to be the personal one."
"Yeah, but this isn't an interview, it's the photo shoot. Maybe you can get the answer on the interview day. IF… they asked me this particular question." He smiled gently at her.
"And what about Caroline?"
"What about her?"
"She and you look pretty tight."
"How do you know that?" He frowns.
"I have seen your interactions with her on twitter."
He tilts his head on that.
"Do people really read that?"
"Yeah… I don't leave any tweet of yours. I really love the quote of the day thing you do. It inspires me every single day."
He smiled at her again. "Well, I am glad it gives you inspiration."
If his tweets are motivating people to do some concrete work in their life, maybe agreeing with Caroline to start the twitter wasn't a bad idea.
A/N: so, how is your views about this? Don't forget to let me know :) And also do follow CarolineStrings and StefanStrings on twitter. Maybe you will get to know about their childhood memories, and how the first time they met? ;)