Elena Damon Stefan Novels & Stories

He didn’t answer. Because both of us knew what was true.” He would have never set me free. And then there was silence between us, heavy with things unsaid. Then Damian leaned in even farther and lowered his voice. “Elena”, he says, “he deserves to know me. My throat tightened. “And when you’re bored of playing father, what do you do?” His eyes flashed. “I do not tire of what is mine, Sete.”

CHAPTER TEN ELENA Why is my heart beating crazy? I asked myself. It can't be because of Don Luciano, never. I shouldn't feel this way. It's not right.He is not for me, He is dangerous for you Elena, now wake up from this box of emotions. I spoke to myself and put my emotions back in check. I looked at him eyeball to eyeball, do you need anything, Don? You touched me. He glared at me because of my question. This made me quickly step back follow the already-made line of kitchen assistants and go back into the kitchen. We were given the second batch of meals to present to them so we followed the same suit in a straight line and stood by the men seated around the table but this time I was sharp

"Pull the trigger, Damian! Shoot your wife's long-lost twin sister in the middle of the night! See how she looks at you when she wakes up and finds my brain matter on your floor!" "You think Elena’s grief will protect you?" Damian whispered, his eyes narrowing into lethal slits. "You think I haven't killed blood relatives for far less than high treason against my empire?" "I think Elena loves me," Daphne spat back, her eyes burning with a dark, twisted triumph. "I think she spent her whole life wishing for a real family, and the second you put a bullet in me, you destroy her heart forever. She will look at you and see a monster. She will never touch you, never trust you, and never love you a

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

For a moment neither of them spoke. The tension between them felt almost visible. Finally she said firmly, “You’re imagining things.” Damon didn’t respond immediately. He simply looked at her. Then he said softly, “If that were true… you wouldn’t look at me like that.” Her chest tightened. Before she could answer— Her phone rang. Elena glanced at the screen. Matteo. She stepped away quickly and answered. “Hello?” “Hey,” Matteo said. “How’s your day?” Elena glanced briefly at Damon.

It was just the opening Damian needed. Damian slipped past the distracted guards, his movements precise and unhurried. He made his way to the balcony, stopping a few feet away from Elena. She turned to face him, her sharp green eyes locking onto his. “Damian Knight,” she said smoothly, her voice like velvet. “I’ve heard a great deal about you.” “Then you know why I’m here,” Damian replied, his tone cold. Elena smiled, taking a sip of her champagne. “I can guess. But I must say, you’re braver than I expected, walking into my domain like this.”

“Yes, Mom. I’m here for an indefinite period. I might just return to appear for my final assessment.” My eyes widened in surprise. What? He hadn’t told me that! “That’s wonderful news!” Then she turned towards me with a warm smile. “And who’s this lovely young lady? Won’t you introduce us?” I smiled at her, warming to her instantly. “I’m Elena Meier, his classmate at Rochester University.” “And my girlfriend, Mom,” added Damien. Then he grinned at me as if knowing the effect his introduction had on me. “Lena, meet my mom, Vera Sylvester.”

The messages were brutal: Lila: "Elena’s been playing you. She told her friends she’s just having fun with her brother’s hot best friend. Using the forbidden thrill to feel special. Don’t fall for it" Damien: "You sure about that?" Lila: "Positive. She’s shy on the surface but calculated underneath. Be careful, D. You deserve better than someone who sees you as a conquest" Damien hadn’t denied it. He hadn’t defended her. He had simply replied with a short "Thanks for the heads up"

It wasn't clear to her why, but she was ever ready to face the consequences of her actions. As the two ladies were having a battle with the eyes, Damien went out of his room and saw two ladies on the staircase. Wondering who they were, he decided to go closer to the rail. Then, he realised that it was Elle, his fiancé and Ariel. He wondered what was going on, so he observed them for a while, wondering why no one was willing to back down. Then, he wondered to himself where Ariel got the effrontery she had, to look Elle in the eye and still hold eye contact.

She loves her peace and quiet" Damien answered, rubbing my hand. Damien's Public display of affection was on another level on Live broadcast. Even the devil would be convinced by his act. “The last question before we call it a day. "How did your daughter react to your union? Is she happy?” She read. I glowed up at that question, finally something I had a clue about. " Yes. Chole is the sweetest angel I have met. We are buddies and she is very happy” I beamed. Damien agreed and added to my sentence. " We arrived late because we had to drop her off at her piano lesson. She insisted Irene drop off. Sometimes I feel left out in my own house. They are almost inseparable”