Stefan And Damon Novels & Stories

When his cold gaze landed on Stephan, a smirk tugged at his lips. “Well, well,” he said mockingly. “Stephan… it’s been years, and you’re still hung up on my wife?” Elena’s face flushed with anger. “Stephan and I are just friends, Damien. Please, have some respect for both your wife and your old classmate.” The air grew tense, heavy enough to choke on. “Wife?” Damien repeated coldly. “So you do remember you’re my wife? Then why are you out here, getting cozy with an old flame right outside our door?”

Damien and Ethan. What the hell are they doing here?

“He’s locking us in.” The doors behind us slammed shut. Heavy. Reinforced. Damian’s voice came over the internal system, calm and amplified. “Brother’s dogs,” he said. “I wondered how long it would take.” No shouting. No anger. Amusement. “You’re early,” he continued. “Which means you’re scared. That’s disappointing.” Stefan stepped closer to me, shoulder to shoulder. “You wanted our attention,” he said into the comm. “You have it.” A pause.

I quickly said pretending to be attending to my sibling as customers " Hello Steve, what are you doing here?" Damian said with a huge smile on his face " You also work here," Steve asked Damian quickly " No, am the owner of the store they both work for me," Damian said releasing his body from that of Steve " Are you for real?" Steve asked with a flabbergasted look and character " Yes, I am " Damian quickly got interrupted before he could complete his word " Am getting confused here guys" Lovie interrupted rudely being in a confused State

Stephen said. "I dont want to hear anything from you. For Gods sake just leave me alone" Damon said now boiling with anger. God knows how much he hated seeing Stephen's face right now. "Really, do you not even want to know about the person who sent you the fake photos of me and Nina?" Stephen said now with an irritated voice. Stephen definitely got Damon's attention to the last line. Damon came closer to Stephen and asked "Who is it?". Stephen gave him a smile and said "Really Damon? How can you not know? You could have easily guessed but you couldnt because we were busy blaming your wife" .

I announced playfully, knowing full well it would spark a lively debate. “Oh, please!” Shelly retorted, plopping down beside me with a flair. “Stefan is sweet, sure, but he doesn’t have Damon’s edge! Damon has this whole bad-boy vibe mixed with secret tenderness that Stefan just can’t match. Plus, his smirk? Killer!” “You only like him because you have a thing for the misunderstood brooding types,” I teased, nudging her with my elbow as I snatched a handful of popcorn from the bowl. “Stefan is just..Well, he’s more reliable and genuine!”

I paid him no attention, I wasn't going to let him ruin my day. "Ignore him." I whispered to Olivia who seemed confused by Stefan's remarks. She didn't know who he was, and I would have loved for it to remain that way, but Stefan was nothing less of a scheming bastard. He walked past me and approached Olivia with a bright smile. "I'm Stefan, Damian's younger brother, it's lovely to meet you." He reached for Olivia's hand, took it in his, and planted a light peck at the back of her palm. I felt my blood curdle in rage at the sight of the gesture, but managed to reel in my emotions. It was just a gesture, nothing more. I convinced myself while I struggled to keep the smile on my face steady.

Stefano and Damien were having wine and smoking cigars, while Siena remained silent most of the time listening to their talk. “Damien is such a nice guy, isn’t he, Siena?” suddenly Stefano got her attention. “He willingly does anything for you, including traveling all the way here from Los Angeles.” Siena felt as if Stefano was trying to tell her about something else. Her eyes glued on his face, waiting patiently to hear what her father was about to say. “If Damien didn’t really care for you, he would not do the whole thing. He is also a very successful lawyer, a respectable and responsible man.”