Damon tapped his feet as he waited impatiently downstairs. He saw his wife coming out in a hurry.
He quickly opened the door. "How did it go?"
Elena threw the stack of documents into his hands. "Damon, I can't do it. Go and find someone else!"
Damon's face darkened. "Elena, are you f*****g joking with me? You were up there for so long and now you are telling me that you can't do it? Can't you do one simple thing right?"
"Oh... Did you think it was as simple as just negotiating for a contract? Then why don't you go do it yourself?" Elena retorted.
Damon glared at Elena. "So what? It is not the first time you slept with someone, anyway. Are you tossing my interests aside after you had your own fun?"
"Damon!" Elena shouted harshly. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
