Lol... Something just hit me right now. Lena and Damon. Elena and Damon? Ring any bell?

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It'd been three weeks since I had random sex with a stranger in a public bathroom.

Three weeks since he ran out with his tail between his legs.

Three fucking weeks.

And everyday I wake up with the knowledge and shame that I wasn't even good enough to ask for a number.

I've come to the conclusion that men are like pantyhose. Either they run, they cling, or they don't feel right in the crotch.

This kind of thing can really blow a dent in someone's self-esteem. Especially one that's trying to pick up the pieces of her recently shattered life.

Men are scum.

See why I always wanted to become a lesbian? No drama at all. At least then I wouldn't have to wonder what I did wrong seeing as we both had the same assets.

I couldn't comprehend how I'd been so stupid. How on earth had I even thought that it would be a good idea to open my legs for a Damon? Last time I checked, Damon's were bad news. Hot as hell but bad news nonetheless. The Vampire Diaries is proof enough.

I rested my head against my desk. The image of him plunging into me was so deep, ingrained in my head that it hit me at every turn.

At work, it was as it had always been. Gabe's father, Mr Cage had been the CEO of Cage Advertising Agencies before he passed it on to Gabe after he got his degree in business management. Mr Cage had built C.A.A from the ground, transforming it to one of the best advertising agencies in New York.

Looking from the outside, he'd accomplished a lot and he sure was proud of it. It was his fine establishment.

Gabe had taken over, becoming the CEO two years ago. At twenty eight, he had a bright future in the business. Mr Cage had groomed him, showing him the tricks and treats of the advertising world and Gabe was a fast learner. In two years, the company had gone up different charts, both in profit and popularity.

Being the best friend of the CEO, it wasn't really hard to get a job. Especially when we majored in the same course. But getting to where I was based on ranks, I'd like to think it was entirely me. I could proudly say I was the company's Head of Design.

After my parents died, I went into a very dark place. The only people I'd ever known were gone and I felt like the only person in the world. I pushed everyone away, sinking deeper in the dark hole I'd carved for myself. My friends, however, never gave up on me. Care and Gabe were always there, just a call away. They did everything they could think of to keep me sane, everything. I'd always be grateful to God for bringing them into my life because they were my rock. I didn't know where I'd be without them.

Mr Cage became a father to me. Gabe and I were the only children of our parents. A part of me suspected he'd always wanted a little girl and that suspicion was confirmed when he blatantly told me that he'd be my parent. The Cage's were a little strict, but they were wonderful. They brought me into their family and showered me with love, practically demanding I treat them like my family. And I did. Because they were.

Not only did they make me part of their home, they brought me into the family business. Mr Cage gave me a job, not only because he saw me like a daughter but because he knew I was more than competent.

“Lena,” My assistant, Joyce, brought me out of my reverie with her tiny voice. “Mr Cage just called for a meeting.”

I sat up straight, clearing my throat a little. “Oh okay. Give me a minute.” I said to her with a small nod.

A meeting. What news did Gabe have to share that I didn't already know? With my relationship with the Cage's, all information concerning the company passed through me. Not once did Gabe take any action without asking my opinion first.

All of a sudden, I didn't want to know. It wasn't like I was too proud or anything, I just didn't have the strength to get up at the moment. And I had this lingering feeling that it wasn't something I was going to like.

Sometimes, all I wanted to do was curl up against a wall and cry. I didn't think there was anyone on earth as miserable as I was. I felt rejected.  Even Damon, Damon, didn't see the need to wait a fraction of a minute after our quickie in the bathroom.

I hadn't told anyone about it. Not even Care or Gabe. It was something I intended keeping to myself. And honestly, it was killing me.

I was currently experiencing life at a speed of 5 wtf's per hour.

My eyes snapped up when I heard distance chatter outside my office. And somehow my ears caught word of a new hot managing director.

Wait, the meeting was over already? Really? I didn't realize I'd been day dreaming for thirty freaking minutes until I checked my wristwatch.

Shit.

Gabe was going to be mad.

I got up, fixing my dress hurriedly.

Stepping out of my office, I made my way across the hall to Gabe's office. It was on the same floor with mine so it didn't take much time.

Different people were whispering and talking, the elevator dinged at close intervals and I confirmed that the meeting had ended. The conference room was on the floor below ours.

“Joyce,” I called out when I caught sight of my petite assistant. “Is it over?”

“Yeah, five minutes ago. You missed it?”

“Yeah. Don't know how. Anything interesting?” I asked, my eyes scouring the hall.

“Yeah, there's a new Managing Director. He's hot as hell. We ladies are gonna have a hard time focusing on anything related to work with him around, that's for sure,” she giggled. “Mr Cage is hot enough. At this point,  we honestly don't need Mr Sin breathing down our necks.”

Mr Sin? There was a Mr Sin I didn't know about? And a new M.D? How come—

Right.

The previous one quit two weeks ago. Health problems.

“Oh,” I said.

“Oh,” she repeated with a smile. “Well,  I'll be going. I have things to do.”

I made my way to Gabe's office, smiling back at his secretary, Jane, as I passed. She was about fifty something and was as motherly as they came.

The large office was empty. Gabe was nowhere to be found. I sighed as made myself comfortable on the small sofa at the other side of the office, looking out the window.

Gabe's office was beautiful and spacious. I enjoyed being in here, because it made you feel somewhat powerful. And it had an amazing view of the city.

Lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice when Gabe entered the room until I felt a hot breath on my neck.

“Gabe, the—”

My eyes widened when I saw who it was.

Holy shit.

“Well well, we meet again,” he smirked down at me.

I couldn't believe it.

“Damon?”

“In the flesh.”

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“What on earth are you doing here?” I questioned, slightly irritated because that night kept coming back to me and he was acting like it didn't happen at all.

We were standing now, facing each other with my hands crossed over my chest.

“I could ask you the same thing,” he countered, raising his left brow. They looked so good, so—

Stop it, Lena! Focus.

“I work here.”

“So do I.”

Wait, what?

“Since when?” I asked disbelievingly.

“An hour ago.” he smirked.

I was confused, “An hour... What on earth are you talking about?”

“You weren't in the meeting, were you?” he chuckled. “I'm not surprised.”

Wipe the fucking smile off your face before I bitch-slap you five ways to Sunday.

“Jesus, you're Mr Sin?” I asked, the realisation of it all hitting her smack in the face. “Oh my God.”

My hands instinctively went to my face, and I felt like crying. I couldn't comprehend how I'd managed to bang the M.D of Cage Advertising.

Gabe walked into the office with a smile on his face, his arms spread wide in a welcoming gesture. “Lee, sweetheart, I'm glad you've met Damon,” he said, coming to stand beside me as his hands went over my shoulders. “You weren't at the meeting and I was about to call you here so I could introduce you two in person.”

Damon smirked down at me, and I was reminded of how freakishly tall he was. I glared at him, wishing he'd evaporate into thin air.

“Lee, this is Damon, a long time friend, we grew up together,” his eyes shone and it suddenly hit me that I didn't know much about his life before college.

“Damon, this is Lee, one of my best friends. She's practically my sister,” Gabe smiled at me and I returned the gesture.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Damon stretch out his hand. He expected me to shake him? Seriously?

My gaze shifted form his outstretched hand to his face and I snorted.

“Lena?” Gabe asked.

I turned to Damon with a snarl, “You are—”

“Cursed with boundless charm and devilishly good looks?” he cut me off with a smirk . “Guilty.”

I facepalmed. Because his ego couldn't really get any bigger than that.

Beside me, Gabe chuckled. “I take it you two know each other?”

“Yup,” Damon answered, his eyes fixed on mine. “On a very intimate level,” his voice reduced to a whisper

“What do you mean?” Gabe raised a brow.

I shook my head silently, internally begging he'd shut up for once in his life. I really didn't need Gabe to know I let him touch me. Much less Caroline. I'd never hear the end of it.

Damon, the idiot that he was, ignored me as usual.

“Three weeks ago, we had mind blowing sex.”

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