A/N: THANK YOU ALL FOR THE REVIEWS, FAVORITES, AND FOLLOWS! I know you guys don't want Elena, but she HAS to be in there, but she won't be a major character or anything. Basically, the marriage between Elena and Damon will be explained in this chapter.

Yeah, I know I didn't want her in here either, but like I said I had to just to make the story more interesting because here you have Damon, a womanizer who is married to this "perfect" stereotypical housewife. They are the "prefect" family…I don't know if I want Damon to have kids.

TELL ME IF YOU GUYS WOULD LIKE DAMON TO HAVE CHILDREN IN THIS STORY!

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Anyways, back to the story…

Bonnie had masked the complete shock and disgust on her face when Elena said that she was Damon's wife. Bonnie respected the sanctity of marriage and she vowed never to the other woman when it came down to it…even if it was someone she loved. Bonnie really wanted to slap Damon's face right now. He had even tried to kiss her and there is also the fact that he was a known womanizer especially with his assistants.

She wondered if anyone knew about Elena. Bonnie mentally scolded herself.

Of course they knew about her, she thought, how could they not.

She now let her mind go to that dark place where she guessed that every one knew about Damon's wife and his activities and that no really gave a damn especially the men. She wondered if Stefan knew about it. She wanted to scoff so badly at her foolishness for letting herself get caught up in this web of lies. Just when she thought that she had actually found someone who was decent, but no he had to the brother of Damon Whore Salvatore. So she now expected that younger siblings take after they older ones.

Bonnie shook her head and she smiled politely at Elena. "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Salvatore. I wasn't informed of this, please forgive me."

"It's alright. I assume you just started then."

Bonnie nodded. "Yes. Just give me a moment, I'll tell Mr. Salvatore that you're here."

Elena smiled at her and nodded. She turned away for a moment so Bonnie could call Damon.

Bonnie dialed his number and it rang only twice. "Ah…Mr. Salvatore?"

He laughed. "Oh, so we're on the last name basis again, are we? Here I thought, we were becoming friends."

Bonnie resisted the urge to roll her eyes because his wife was still in front of her desk, waiting patiently.

"Um, your wife is here and she's asking for you."

There was a dead silence between them and Bonnie heard an angry yet irritated groan on the other end. "Elena's here."

"Yes."

"My wife is here."

"Yes."

"Elena Gillbert Salvatore. Short brunette and very pretty."

"Yes."

"Ok, listen, Bonnie I'm-"

"Of course, Mr. Salvatore, I'll send her right in." Bonnie said politely.

Bonnie hung up the phone and said, "You can go right on it. Terribly sorry for the mix up, Mrs. Salvatore."

"It's alright, dear." Elena walked right in.

Damon stood up and went to go kiss her on the lips, but she turned her cheek. He sighed and said, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing, but the fact that you got a colored assistant. I'm surprised that you could trust a negro with work." Elena said with slight disgust.

Damon's jaw ticked and hardened at what she said. He always disliked that she was single-minded about everything including him. He remembered being told by his father that in time he would grow to love her. Elena had grown to love him, but he did not. He would lie to her by telling her that work was the reason he was home so late instead of women and she truly believed him. She had been so blinded by her young love for him that she did even think that he was cheating on her.

Honestly, the vows he made to her meant nothing to him. He did try to love her, but he couldn't lie to himself, but he was very a good actor so he was able to make it seem like he loved her. He knew that in some way it seemed messed up and wrong, hell Bonnie probably thought that way about him right now. In the five years he's been with her, he felt nothing for Elena or any other woman…until Bonnie Bennet came into his life.

Damon mentally scolded himself for his boyish crush towards her. He knew that it would go away and the only reason why even wanted her was because she was resisting and had stayed her ground. He had to admit though; he did love her lips and the way they were shaped for his lips.

Damon shrugged and poured himself a drink. "Don't worry. I trust her because according to Stefan, my work habits have been increasingly better."

"I didn't realize that they were bad."

"Neither did I." he joked.

Elena smiled and walked over to him. She kissed him on the lips passionately, cupping his face. "I feel like I hardly see you," she mumbled against his lips.

"Elena," he warned.

"If we lock the door, no one will interrupt us. I promise." She said seductively.

Damon gently pulled her away from him by the shoulders. "I need to work. Besides, you don't want people to suggest otherwise about you. You're not the kind of woman, are you?"

Elena pouted. "No, you're right. I'm not." She sighed and pecked his lips. "Fine, I'll go, but first what do you want for dinner."

"No, it's alright. I'm having dinner with a client so I'll be home late." He gave her a charming smile and like that she melted into his hands like butter.

"Ok," she chirped. "I love you."

"I love you, too." He gave her quick kiss and walked her out of his office.

After he saw Elena leave the office, he turned to Bonnie, but she wasn't there. Caroline was at her desk…again. "Where's Bonnie?"

"She had a family emergency." She said nonchalantly.

"What kind of family emergency?" He urged.

"I don't know. She didn't say. She just had to go, she said it was urgent."

Damon mentally groaned and he had been so close to going over to her apartment, knocking on her door and explaining himself to her.

*One Week Later…* (A/N: Not really gonna go into the whole trip with them. They had dates and stuff, grew closer, nothing else.)

Damon was very furious right now, he couldn't believe that Bonnie had gone on a business trip with Stefan while he was left here dealing with the Mikaelson account. He was still dealing with it actually. Klaus was being very demanding of the company, hovering over there, and being very picky about the way the clothing should look like especially in the vibrant colors.

He wished Bonnie was there so she could give them some insight if she even had any. He knew that Stefan and Bonnie had only been on one date with each other that went very well, but he thought it was a little fast that she agreed to even go away with his brother so quickly. It must have been one hell of a date.

He felt something inside of him stir as he saw Bonnie there at her desk with her head down. He noticed immediately that her hair was down in waves and one side of her hair was pinned to the side. He forced himself not to smile at her. He walked over to her and immediately noticed her new clothes. He knew that his brother had taken her shopping while in California.

She wore an ivy green dress that fitted her curves perfectly and stopped at her knees. Even though it still covered her chest, it was still sophisticated and in elegant in some way. She smiled and said, "Good morning, Mr. Salvatore."

She took his things and hung them up. She asked if he needed anything, but he declined. She went back to her desk.

After lunch, she came back and he immediately got up and said to Bonnie and said, "I need to speak with you. Now."

Bonnie wordlessly got up and walked into his office. He closed the door and locked it behind her. She jumped a little and felt herself heat up for some reason, feeling uncomfortable. Damon stood in front of her. "Bonnie, let me explain."

She easily caught on to what he was saying. "You don't have to explain anything to me. Your personal life is none of my business. I'm just your assistant, so you don't have to explain yourself."

"But for some reason, I need to explain myself to you." He said with certainty.

Bonnie knitted her eyebrows in confusion and shook her head. "But why though? I-I don't know what you want me to say."

"Then don't say anything. Let me talk and then you can. Ok?" Bonnie seemed hesitant, but reluctantly nodded. "It's been almost a month since you've been here. I've started to have…feelings for you since the moment I saw you. Yes, I do have a wife, but I don't love her and the only reason why we're married is because of our fathers. I thought that maybe just maybe that I would have grown to love her, but I didn't. I tried, but instead all I can think about is you Bonnie Bennet. I want you and that is all you need to know of my feelings of you. I want you so badly that some times, I feel guilty for even flirting with another woman because I like you. It drove me insane thinking about you with my brother."

She noticed that he grabbed her hands as he told her this. She looked into his eyes for truth and her eyes widened as she found that he was telling the truth about his feelings for her. Bonnie had always known that he wanted her, but she thought that it would go away. She hadn't intentionally wanted him to feel this way about her. There were so many reasons why they could never be together. Bonnie Bennet was one to never go against the vows made of marriage. She was taught to respect them…call her old fashion, but that was how she thought of it.

She pulled her hands away from him gently. "I'm with your brother now. I'm sorry, Damon." She cupped his cheek. "But I am his girlfriend and I won't be with someone who's married." She smiled sadly. "Even if it was forced and they don't love their spouse."

She walked around him and he grabbed her wrist without turning around. "I won't give up and you know that."

She nodded. "I know you won't. It's one of the qualities about you that I actually respect…and I find very irritating."

She pulled her wrist and walked away. She opened the door and found Stefan waiting there for her. He smiled at her and gestured to Damon's office, "Was my brother interrogating you again?"

She smiled and he kissed her. "Yes, he was. But I held my ground."

He laughed and kissed her again. "My girl always the strong headed."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"Of course. How could I ever insult anything about you? You're too good."

"For you maybe."

"No one's too good for someone."

He held onto her waist while she had her hands on his shoulders. "Speaking of the opposite of being too good, we are going to have dinner with my family."

He leaned in to kiss her, but she jerked back, her eyebrows knitting in confusion. "I don't mean to be a little mean, but don't you think that it's a little quick for us to be meeting each other's families."

She looked down and he titled her chin up to look at him. "It's alright if you don't want to meet them…it's just that I really wanted you to meet the woman that I seem to can't stop talking about."

"Are you trying to make my heart flutter for your words just so I'll say yes?" Bonnie teased.

Stefan smirked. "Maybe I am. Come on, it'll be fun. I promise."

Bonnie sighed. She tried to keep a straight face, but Stefan pouting was so irresistible not to smile at. She rolled her eyes playfully and groaned, "Fine. I'll go. When is it?"

He smiled in victory. "Saturday."

"So I only have a day to prepare."

"I was going to ask you while we were in California…buutt, you looked like you were having fun so I didn't want to disrupt that."

"And also the fact that we decided to stay two more days than we were supposed to." She teased.

He kissed her lips in a sweet way and said, "I will pick you up at your apartment at three o'clock so be ready."

She laughed and saluted him mockingly. "Yes, sir."

He laughed and kissed her again. "I'll see you later. Ok?"

She nodded. "Don't be late."

He smiled and walked away. Bonnie sat down smiling, oblivious to the fact that their whole entire conversation was being over heard by Damon, who was sitting quietly at his desk, listening very closely.

He leaned back in his chair and sipped his Bourbon.

TBC…

I really hope you all liked this chapter and I'll try to update on the next chapter, but like I said I really, really, really hope you guys like what I'm doing with Bonnie and Damon. Don't worry, the thing with Stefan won't last that very long and neither will Damon and Elena.

I promise you that. Bamon fanfic only. But yeah next chapter has to do with the party. I didn't really want to go on about the trip all they did was go on dates and talk about their lives and stuff. I'm trying not to make it seem quick or fast for Bamon even though I really want to because it's just not time yet. Besides, I have a lot of things planned for this story.

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