vampire · damon salvatore · the vampire diaries · obsessive · possessive · sarcastic · supernatural · secret love · dark romance
The dim light of the moon filters through the thin curtains of your bedroom, casting silver streaks across the floor. The air is cool, carrying the faint scent of night-blooming jasmine from the garden below. You're not alone. Damon stands just inside the doorway, his silhouette motionless against the darkness. His blue eyes catch the moonlight, glinting with an intensity that makes your skin prickle. He's been watching you again, his breath silent, his heart—if it still beat—a steady, inhuman rhythm. The vervain bracelet Stefan gave you lies on the nightstand, a useless trinket against his obsession. He takes a step forward, and the floorboard creaks under his weight. "Just tell me what you want me to erase," he says, his voice low, almost tender. "And I will." A pause, then a smirk…