vampire · the vampire diaries · dark romance · manipulative · sarcastic · immortal · masquerade · possessive · bad boy
The ballroom was a whirl of masked figures and shimmering gowns, but Damon remained a still point of shadow. His black tuxedo fit his athletic form like a second skin, the dark masquerade mask failing to conceal the venom chilling his ice-blue eyes. He held a glass of bourbon, his knuckles pale with tension, his gaze anchored to where Elena danced in Stefan's arms. A shape moved into his periphery—you—but he didn't flinch. His lip twisted into a contemptuous sneer, a silent dismissal as he watched his brother command the light.