Fine, I then went to the Flea and started wondering if I should buy another mansion. But where. I went for a drive and emptied the safe deposit boxes and came across a perfect house in New Jersey. My mansion. I bought it. We started fixing it up and that's where Mirella jumped out of my head for the first time. She was taller than me, quite a bit like a Higgins and Maria Bello cross. I'd had quite a few gold bars and had been decorating the room for a couple of weeks. Mirella always came back to my head at night and the Mimosa hadn't come loose yet. I went downstairs to see if any packages had arrived while Mirella was doing something with the frames on the front door.

I went to see it. She had carved runes or patterns into them and was now filling them with fused gold. She turned around and said " These are very old vampire ways. So now we tell all the vampires that we are rich and dangerous. Because if we are so rich that we can make real gold ornaments for our door games then we are not easily fooled anywhere. " I let him go on with the gold because it was beautiful. It turned out very beautiful. I had ordered big tapestries and animal skins and started hanging them on the walls. That was fun too. To put the mansion in order and talk to Mirella about anything,

Then we decided to make a nice room for the girls. We had a shitload of rooms in the mansion and we got down to business. A big Jacuzzi with a set of nozzles. A big cupboard for utensils and stuff. A big round revolving bed. Then we started to study it. Me mimosa and Mirella. At first, we could take care of ourselves and then it just got to the point where we were all over each other. Mimosa's tongue was amazing. My god that wolf how to work with her tongue. I was screaming my head off and Mirella wouldn't shut up either. Mimosa tasted like cotton candy. I showed the mimosa how good I was with my mouth. I showed Mirella that too. We tried a lot of different aids. From big hard dildos to small clitoral butterflies. The arousal gel was great and came in different colors and different strengths. You had to be patient to start with a mild one and you had to squeeze as big a fake dick inside you as you could fit.

Damon wasn't even talking in my head and I didn't wonder about it. I went to the store the other day when we were running out of everything and Mirella knew a pretty fucking lot of recipes. We had now moved on to cooking. I had been to various ethnic shops looking for spices and we cooked together. Mimosa and Mirella had both stayed at the mansion when I went to the shop. I grabbed the cart and started gathering produce when I saw Damon.

With another woman in the shop. I smelled the passionfruit and knew this was totally Damon. He was kissing her passionately, teasing her, talking to her, about anything and everything. So much for this being just a fucking machine. Now I knew better. Apparently, it wasn't all just sex and I wasn't about to tell Damon that I did. Now that I couldn't listen to the explanations and lies. I was furious. I decided that enough was enough. Now I'm going to go out and do the gigs and do them to the fucking max. Let him spend time with his woman. I mean, his women. Another woman came through the shelf and got a real kiss and a caress and everything.

I was obviously too broke. Too weird, I ran away, and now he's just my doctor. I walked to the end of the store and just as I was about to go out the front door, I bit my finger just enough to get one drop of blood. And I let it drip on the floor. All I saw in the car mirror was Damon looking pointedly across the parking lot, holding the jar in his teeth. I drove to the mansion and told these two everything. Neither of the girls understood, and neither did I. I didn't even want to. The fact that Damon wasn't talking in my head only confirmed what I knew had been real. And yet he might twist mine and Adam's relationship so much that I'd feel bad about it. Not anymore.

I called Adam and told him everything. He told me to come to Chicago. I went there and Adam and I spent a fucking intense two weeks. It was like Damon's trick had given Adam permission to be with me. Adam was the alpha. He ruled me. He pressed me against the bed and thrust hard and thick inside me and took me completely. He marked and chewed. He owned me and he loved me too. He also noticed that I wasn't sleeping. But I was good at avoiding sleep time and always found something else to do, so Adam was in a different mood. If I'm not good enough for Damon and he clearly doesn't want to be with me, Adam has no problem with that.

Maybe Damon felt I was so broken. He broke me, everything I was going through broke me so completely. Maybe he found in my head how weird I am and maybe it's just because I'm chaos. I'm not supposed to have anything permanent, anything safe, secure. I'm just shown it and then the rug is pulled out from under me. This is my life and I started having these wonderful moments with Adam again. But Adam had a really good look on his face when I told him about the mimosa tongue and what the three of us were doing in the new mansion in New Jersey.

For some reason, when we did a little demonstration with Mimosa to Adam, he couldn't take it and took us both in turns really roughly and many times. Mirella did not come out, no matter how Adam tempted her. She knew what a beast Adam could be in bed. I went to make the morning coffee after we had been in Chicago for three weeks. When I came into the kitchen, Damon was standing in the doorway looking at me. I could tell he could smell what I was up to because I hadn't showered yet.

Damon said "Mimi, let me explain. I think you saw me there in the shop with a couple of girls. I can assure you it means nothing to me. They're just loose pussy and you have to socialize with them sometimes." Oh that I boiled over and handsomely turned the whole thing around and let it all show. Damon straightened his back and furrowed his brows as if he didn't believe my reaction. The time for lies was now over.

I said in an extremely dangerous voice. "I'm obviously so broken you simply can't bear to be with me, fine, then say fuck so, as you can see Adam has no problem with that. Yeah Damon I saw you. All the way through the store. I smelled it and I heard it. They weren't loose pussies. They're your girlfriends. No wonder the phone and wallet keep getting left behind. You didn't even have your ring. Damon, look at this. This is what says we're married. But it's starting to look like this, this, our marriage, is just for show. It's just a way for you to control me. When's the divorce coming, Damon? When will one of your Honeys, as you called them, insist on marrying you? Or don't they know you're a taken man? I don't want to hear any explanations, any lies. I am so fucking fed up now. I'm going to Adam's now. Did you know, Damon, or how could you know when you're not with me? I haven't slept, now, well since I woke up after your treatment. I'm so broken. Maybe that's why you just took on new women. Go be with them." I turned around and walked straight into Adam's arms, now I really didn't want to hear any fucking stupid explanations. Adam took me in his arms and stroked me. He laid me down on the bed and came beside me wrapping himself completely around me.

I said to Adam " Why does it have to hurt so damn much. Why can't it just be a broken heart? Why do I have to see something like that and know the truth? It's true, ignorance is bliss. " Adam didn't say anything, he just held me and stroked me, then he started purring, I slowly started to calm down, but I didn't fall asleep. Adam knew I wasn't ready to sleep yet. He very rarely forced me, he just knew how to show me the options so I always chose the right one. I heard the car pull away. Damon went off to his girlfriends. Let's go. He's probably filling them up and purring to them. Adam fell asleep himself and I disconnected. I had now locked away all emotion and I wanted to go unload my rage. It was time to go to fight clubs and gigs, with Adam of course.

I showered and ate. Adam woke up and then came to eat. I told Adam my plan and he agreed with me. I started looking online for fight clubs and stuff when Adam's phone rang. He went into the other room to talk and came out ten minutes later. He said " Sorry, but I had to go to Bran's place. Some alpha war is about to start so now I can't go with you but have a good time and enjoy yourself. Don't forget to take a multiplication blocker if you go to the clubs." Adam gathered his things and was out the door before I could even say anything, but then my phone rang and it was from New York Central Hospital. They had a surgeon shortage and they asked if I could come in. Of course.

So I finished my food and went for a drive. I went back to the hotel to stay and started being a surgeon. I was on call and working very long hours and it was a fucking good stress relief and rage. But we had a problem with mimosa. Mimosa had a power of its own. The mimosa power was a kind of creative power, healing and we were bursting with it so I called Dresden and he supplied me with stones that I could imbue with the power, it helped but the stones were coming and coming hard. Maybe one day they would come in handy.

I always used the power in some tight places if I didn't want to lose my patient now. It was useful too. I always ate in the cafeteria and slogged around the emergency room, I'd let it go if they didn't know what to do. Like being called in, a trauma surgeon, to look at a cut on a finger. I didn't hesitate to scream at these idiots. I always took them to a soundproof room and taught them a lesson. They'd believe me someday. It was just that Mrs. Salvatore had a pretty wild reputation and I wasn't called out on such idiotic cases anymore. I'd been in the hospital for a month and again the call came down. Young woman, car accident, blood loss, deep cut on her neck. Fine, let's go then.

I went downstairs and entered the room. Damon was sitting calmly in a chair and one of his little girlfriends was in bed. I took a closer look at the situation. The woman was anemic. The incision wound in her neck was deep but had missed the carotid artery and vein by a millimeter. This wound had been made with a vampire claw. Oh, this is the kind of case that is going on now. The room smelled of passionfruit and Damon was seemingly calm. I wrapped the wound back up and told him to send her upstairs for surgery. I let one of the interns explain it to Damon while I sailed away.

I would cut that woman. I healed her neck and gave her a shot of long-lasting strong Vervaine if Damon was in the mood, apparently. We don't attack people. I called the social worker over to the woman when she woke up and the social worker got the woman a safe house, but if Damon decided to kill that woman next time, no one would stop him. Let him start torturing his girlfriends for me no matter how much, I don't care. I just fix and heal. At least what I can.

I continued in the hospital. After a week the nurses were gossiping about something and I didn't even listen to what. again I was called down. Fine, let's go then. The nurses in the elevator again were talking about some new doctor guy. They always talked through all the male doctors in the hospital. Apparently, there was a new one in the emergency room. The emergency room was chaos, or not chaos but a mess, there was a change of doctors and nurses and it was a miracle that the patients got any wise care there at all. I went down the elevator and it was the third place. I went up to a patient and Damon turned around. He was wearing a doctor's coat with Mr. Salvatore on his chest. Oh, really?

Fine, I'm a professional, I examined the patient and agreed to take him upstairs. I was just about to leave when Damon came in and grabbed me in the middle of the ER and kissed me hard and fucking long. Then he said in a husky voice. "Lucky for you baby, you're not on call right now. I'll come get you from upstairs then and we'll go, even to a restaurant." Everyone watched as the scary dragon Mrs. Salvatore was jelly after my husband had kissed my feet limp. I finally got back upstairs and oh how I got a lot of questions from the nurses about my husband.

He told everyone that I was his wife and he had to come to the ER so he could spend even a little time with me since I was so career-oriented. He came up to wait for my shift to end and looked at my roster with a frown. I'd just finished the last surgery of the day, and now I'd have a cup of coffee before I went anywhere. This was my ritual. The last act of the day was a good big cup of coffee. I went to the break room and Damon was already waiting for me there. I went to the coffee pot with the intention of making coffee when I started to feel fucking dizzy again. Every now and then I would get dizzy, never during the operation but afterward.

Damon grabbed me and said " What have you eaten today?" and I don't remember, I started rewinding through the day and thinking about when I actually ate. I said " Nothing. I always eat at the house then." Damon sighed and said "Now, baby, you've really got your sugars at rock bottom, that's why you don't seem to be able to stand up. Now it's starting to look like this career is going to take a little break and you're going to switch to a job where you're actually eating. Damon helped me to sit on the couch and went to talk on the phone. Then he came back and said " So you were a substitute here, fine now there are three regular doctors coming here. So, baby, you don't have a job anymore. Now soon we're going home and then we're going to the amusement park one day, but I'll show you what those women were like. It's another vampire thing you have no idea about." Fine Damon chatted with my colleagues for a while longer and then I was able to get to my car.