Saved By The One & Only

It sets in

Amy's POV:

I pulled away from his kiss determined to not let him win.

"You can't do this to me again!" I yell at him.

His face reads anger, at the abrupt stop to the kiss.

"Do what?! Kiss you?! Let's not act as if you're not into me." He spits back.

I turn to him with anger evidently dripping from my lips.

"You would like to think that wouldn't you?! That every woman fawns over you!"

His lips start to form into a cocky smile that makes my heart skip a beat.

"What is it that you want Amelia. Tell me? Have I not shown you that I care for you? That I want you." He finishes the sentence as if he's proud of what he's asked me.

"I'm not going to be just another one of your fuck's. I value a relationship and getting to the know the person that I'm dating. I have to have some sort of feeling towards the person I'm going to bed with." I say to him in a deadpan voice by the end of my last sentence.

He looks hurt at my last sentence.

"I've never done the proper dating process Amelia. Most of the women I've been with have all understood where I stand on the relationship being transactional. They get to be shown around with me and I get sex in return." He says to me, although deep down, I've had a feeling this was how he ran his relationships.

"And your engagement? Was that a set up or were you actually in love with her?" I question him, determined to get to the bottom of this.

"I was never in love with her. She loved me. We had mutual interests and we both would benefit of what would become of the marriage. After losing Peyton she mentioned that I wasn't the same anymore and she broke it off and moved to Paris with her sister." He finishes sounding every bit unfazed by the topic of bringing her up.

But how could he not see that clearly whatever the reason for her return it was only because of him.

The door flies open to the room that we're in and the Mystery Blonde woman is suddenly with us, and staring at us. She seems rather confused as to why he's here with me.

I know that her name is Genoveve but the minute I start calling her by her actual name, it sets in.

The reality sets in, that this woman was engaged to him.

And it sets my insides ablaze with pure jealousy.

"Damon I've been looking for you. There are several benefactors looking to speak with you regarding the future trade off." Her words come off as elegant and cultured.

Damon rips his eyes away from mine as he turns to face her.

"Genoveve I'm busy right now. When I'm done here I'll handle those benefactors." He states in an even and cool tone with a slight hint of kindness behind it that shocks me to my core about why he's treating her this way.

"I understand Damon, but I also need to speak with you immediately about the situation we discussed earlier. It's dire and it needs to be handled as soon as possible. My father will be here any minute and he'll be expecting a response from you." She responds back to him clearly not taking no for an answer, which rubs me the wrong way.