A/N: So this chapter might be confusing - I hope its not, and I'm sure there's errors but I didn't bother looking through it... sorry :( hope it works anyways lol :D

A few years later...

"Isn't this the funnest party ever!" I heard a girl to my left yell in a fit of laughter to another friend and I shook my head and waved my hips as I got a thrill from the pleasure people were having from my party.

"It's fucking awesome!" Another girl yelled back.

As techno music played in the background, I let myself finally relax and immerse myself with the rest of the crowd. I wanted to lose myself to the music and have a good time – god knows after all the planning I did I deserved it.

"Go Elena!" My newest friend Caroline shook her head as she saw me dancing with my eyes close with my hands in the air.

My eyes flashed open to meet my friend who moved closer to me and copied my dance moves. I shook my head from side to side in laughter. She was horrible, but her glee was contagious and I had already had more than enough drinks to put me in the mood for fun.

"God this party is amazing, Elena!" Caroline laughed. "I'm sure Stefan's so proud of you."

As I continued dancing I grinned and tried to brush off her comment – of course Stefan was going to be proud of me. He would've been proud of me no matter what, because I knew how to work him. This party was a success because I wanted to prove myself to society – nothing else.

"He better be after all the slaving I did for this!" I let out a fake laugh and continued to jump up and down to the music.

"Sounds like you've earned yourself a nice drink – can I get you one?" She yelled as she continued to bounce.

"No, I'm good!" I shouted back as my hair continued to wave back and forth, only sometimes getting stuck to my now sweaty neck and face.

"Okay!" She perkily walked around me, and got lost amongst the crowds seeing as how there were exactly 404 people surrounding me at that moment.

I shook my hips from side to side a bit too promiscuously for the fiancé of the Vice President of Nuovo America, but I was too buzzed to care, and the people around me were too drunk to pay attention. Or so I thought.

Familiar hands wrapped around my naked waist and slid down my curves to pull my small hips to outline his. His rough hands pressed me against him possessively, and guided me in a circular sway that was way too risqué to follow in front of everyone, and I covered my gasp with the only real laugh I've emitted all night.

You can't do this – not here. My mind reminded me. But as I thought of all of the deliciously dangerous fun his hands promised me for tonight, I couldn't stop myself from laying my head back on his shoulder and grinding myself against hishardness.

Why are you doing this? My conscience growled. Damon is strictly off-limits in public areas! And yet, when his thumbs began to dip into my underwear… that idea dissipated from my mind entirely.

"You shouldn't be dancing like that out in the open," Damon whispered huskily into my ear, appearing unaffected by my movements on him. But I knew him better than to believe that to be true.

"Why not?" I whispered as my breathing started increasing.

He's gonna tell me we have to stop this. My heart clenched in sudden despair. He's gonna tell me he's leaving me.

"Because then people would see us dancing and your precious career would be ruined." Damon's negative words contradicted his seductive actions as he bit my ear and I gasped as my body clenched. But before I could react he slipped something on my face that felt like a-

"It's a mask, so no one will recognize you." Damon sang into my ear;

"You always think of everything." I smiled and let my head fall back onto his shoulders again. As the music began to slow, as did our sensual dancing, my arms fell back and circled his hot neck in a moment of desperation – my body was aching to be closer to him.

That was my problem. My mind had all the discipline in the world, my body on the other hand was constantly fighting against me for Damon. I hated it.

"I love this mask thing – I can finally dance with my hands on you out in the open, and do all the things I've been dying to do for so long. Like this, for example."

One of his hands rested on my hip and the other did all of the exploring. Starting from my neck his right hand engulfed my neck and slid down into to the middle of my throat. Then his flattened and started sliding roughly against my breasts, in an awfully teasing manner as his hand slid down the tight fabric and just barely touched my left nipple, but didn't stop to play with it as it continued to fall and touch the naked part of my stomach, just above my stomach. As it passed my belly-button, his hand started to feel delicious on the skin just before my core. His thump slid inside of my skirt and quickly touched the edges of my underwear in an awfully playful manner. For a second I thought he was just going to leave me with that simple touch, aching inside. But instead he took it to the extra level.

His thumb quickly brushed my clit and as soon as I moaned and backed closer into Damon, I could feel his erection quickly protruding out of his jeans.

"I don't know why I didn't think about this mask thing before – it really is a godsend don't you agree?" Damon laughed sinisterly into my ear as he quickly pushed me out of his embrace and twirled me so that my chest would meet his. "If only you could wear a mask during the day, huh?"

"What are you doing, Damon?" I breathed out very seriously as reality set in. But as I looked into his piercing blue eyes that hid behind a white mask that covered half of his face, I almost forgot what I asked.

"You're bodyguard's just having a little fun with you, Elena. Something you haven't done in a very long time." Damon smirked as he put both of his hands on both sides of my hips and squished me into him. He put his leg in between mine and I groaned. "Don't you miss it?" Damon whispered in my ear, as he brought my chest to his.

"I, uh, I-" I swallowed, but couldn't find the words that would communicate what I was feeling at that point.

"It's okay, Elena. I know that you do." He hushed me. "You don't need to answer back with a lie, when we both know you're feeling the same things I am."

Damon began to stare at my lips in an extremely intensely. I didn't even both hesitating, or thinking about the hundreds of people that surrounded me, that could've told Stefan about what they saw, I only thought about the large desire I had to have Damon's lips on mine. As Damon's hands slid down to my lower back and pushed me into his protruding center, I let my eyes roll back and close, as I waited for the tell-tale feelings of passion and relief that I felt only when Damon would kiss me. I felt Damon's familiar lips brush mine only briefly before I heard a demon calling for me.

"Elena! Elena!" Caroline yelled somehow louder than the blasting music.

My eyes flew open and I immediately pushed Damon away and gave him my mask to hide behind his jacket.

"I'm right here, Caroline." I laughed when she finally pushed through the crowd and found me.

"Oh! I was looking for you everywhere, I was worried I'd lost you." Caroline laughed, before her eyes slid from my flushed face to Damon. Suddenly, she blushed and smiled.

I turned to look at what she was staring at.

Damon had his hands behind his back and was staring at the floor. He was hard to miss, not only because he looked extremely attractive in a tux, but also because he was the only besides Caroline and I who wasn't dancing.

"You clean up nicely, Salvatore!" Caroline laughed, and I was jealous. "What are you doing here with, Elena?" Caroline looked at us both strangely.

"Yes, what are you doing here Damon? I thought I ordered all the body guards to be securing the premises to prevent party crashers?" I turned to him as well – I had to pretend like I had just as little clue as Caroline or she would be suspicious. Damon was after all the only body guard currently dancing at the party – everyone else had donated a little over ten grand to attend the party.

"Yes, well unfortunately you do not pay me Ms. Gilbert, your husband does." Damon grinned with a pained look in his face that was obvious only to me. "And your husband wants you to be protected at all times."

"Even at this extremely secure party?"

"His orders, Miss." Damon grinned at Caroline.

"Stefan is so overprotective." I shook my head and rolled at my eyes at Caroline, to make sure she bought the act.

"Speaking of Stefan," Caroline threw her hands in front of her with a smile. "I just saw him by the bar. He told me to tell you that he wanted to see you in his office in ten minutes."

"Oh," I smiled. "Then I better go freshen up in the bathroom. Wanna come?" I smiled.

"Um, yes," she paused as she looked past me at the entrance. "Actually, how about I meet you there? I just saw a good friend of mine, and I have to say hi."

"Oh, no problem." I laughed, and started walking. "Aren't you coming, Salvatore?" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Yes, Ms. Gilbert." Damon sighed.

"Hey, if she ever becomes a burden, I'm always looking for a new bodyguard." Caroline touched his shoulder and winked at him as she walked past us.

I narrowed my eyes at her as she walked away and headed in a straight bee line for the bathroom, not bothering to socialize with any of my guests on my way there.

I walked to my bathroom, instead of the guest one, knowing Caroline would not be able to meet me there. After walking for five minutes, the loud sounds from the party began to dwindle and I felt my shoulders relax.

Suddenly, I felt Damon's hands wrap around my waist and push me into my room.

"What are you doing?" I breathed loudly as I was pushed against the wall.

"You can't just walk around, swaying your hips in that short skirt, and not expect me to react." Damon growled as he placed one hand on my hip, and the other on my neck and pressed into me as if he were trying to blend me with the wall.

My legs almost instinctually wrapped around his mid-section and I began to take off his jacket.

"God, you have no idea what you do to me, do you?" Damon hissed as he kissed up my neck so rapidly I felt like I was on fire.

"Damon," I breathed loudly as he kissed down my neck. It was so exhilarating, our situation. As painful as it was that we had to hide our love for each other, this constant sneaking around definitely added a flame to our relationship.

The lights in the room were completely turned off, and although the sounds from the party were still slightly audible in the background, they slowly faded away as Damon's kisses down my chest grew louder and more rapidly desperate. I wrapped my arms around his neck and began to play with his hair as I pushed him onto my chest. He slid my bandow onto my stomach and took my breast into his mouth and began to play with nipple with his teeth.

"Ah!" I moaned as my head banged against the wall roughly.

As more of my weight fell against him, he was forced to lift his hips up higher to carry more of my weight. His hips bucked suddenly as if he was no longer in control of his body. I began to press harder against him and I heard him groan.

"I was going to wait until later tonight, but I can't." I heard him pant against my neck. "I can't wait anymore, Elena."

"Me neither," I shook my head and waited for him to zip his pants down when all of a sudden I heard a knocking on the door.

"Elena?" Caroline's annoying voice interrupted us again. "Are you in there?"

Damon and I froze against each other. I bit my lip and shut my eyes forcefully, in utter pain because of the situation. There was nothing more that I wanted to than to just have Damon inside of me already, but I was forced to keep still and not make a sound.

Damon, thankfully, had been through this drill a few times before, and knew he had to be silent as well.

After a minute or two of dead silence, after I heard Caroline's heels hit the stairs, Damon let me slide down the wall and walked away from me.

"I don't know how much longer I can take this Elena." Damon shook his head as he sat on my bed and let his head fall into his hands.

"Damon," I lifted my head high with a tear in my eyes. "You don't mean that."

"I do." Damon swallowed as he lifted his head to meet my eyes. "I thought that I could handle you. You know after Jeremy died, I understood that you were really desperate to get out of the poverty we lived in back home. I understood that. I got that you wanted a better future. Hell, I wanted it too."

"Damon, don't-" I started walking over to him.

"I told myself that your ambition would only be a good thing, even when you cheated on me with your professor." He interrupted me.

"I believed you when you said that even though you slept with all those men who owned the radio show, that you only loved me." He choked up.

I stood there watching him in pain, and stood silently, waiting to hear what he wanted to say.

"I stood by you, when you had no one else when we first came to Evita. I accepted all of the horrible things you did to me and your family, because I thought that you were still recuperating from Jeremy's death. I thought I could handle that as long as I had you in the end." He sighed with a tear sliding down his face.

"I've been deceiving myself all this time, into believing that nothing you did mattered, because in the end I still had you."

"You do have me, Damon." I cried as I walked over to him and fell on my knees in front of him. I grabbed his hands and put them on my face as I curled into them. "I'm still yours."

"You're married to another man, Elena." Damon sighed as looked into my teary eyes. "I lost you the day your brother died. I just haven't let myself admit it yet." Damon stood up and walked towards the door.

"I've only ever loved you Damon." I said quickly. "I've never loved anyone more than you."

I prayed my words would stick and make him stop – and they did.

Damon smiled and turned to me. "There is one thing you've always loved more than me." Damon said as he put on his jacket. "Your ambition."

"That's not true-" I gasped.

"Then run away with me, Elena." Damon smiled sadly. "Let's leave Evita and forget about everything and everyone." Damon took my hands in his and wiped a tear from my cheek as he looked down on me. "We could be happy together, just the two of us. We could have kids."

For a second, I let the thought cross my mind. I could just imagine little baby Damon's running around all over a huge property playing and laughing with Damon and me. It seemed like a beautiful fantasy. Unfortunately, it had to remain that way.

"Damon, you know I can't do that." I looked away from him and took a step back. "Stefan's about to run for President! I'm about to become the world's wealthiest and most important woman! I can't leave now-"

"Not now, not never." Damon said stiffly.

"Damon, please! I'm doing so much good here! I spend my days giving money and healthcare to those back home! I've been helping the poor everywhere! It's my duty to stay here and help them."

"It's not your job to help everyone, Elena!" Damon yelled at me.

"How can you be so selfish, Damon? I'm saving millions of lives!"

"Me? Selfish! You call following you to Evita to make sure you were protected selfish? You call helping you make it to the top selfish?" Damon started walking so close, that as I backed up to get away from him, I hit the threshold of my bed. "You call my lying to your husband and pretending to be your body guard selfish? You call watching you in his arms, while waiting to actually satisfy you at night selfish?" Damon shouted as he pushed me into me onto my bed.

He grabbed my arms and lifted them over my head as he stared into my eyes and breathed on me roughly.

"How dare you call me selfish." Damon hissed.

For a second as his eyes slid down to my mouth, I was sure he was going to kiss me. My heart pounded so fast in both fear and excitement that I would've died in his arms if he did.

Unfortunately, he lifted himself off me quickly and walked out of the room before I could stop him.

I sat up quickly and breathed heavily.

Damon was going to live me tonight – and there was nothing I was going to be able to do about it.

I had just lost my best friend of 17 years and the love of my life.

As the events of the night settled in, I began to sob.

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