demon salatore · vampire diaries · billionaire · tall · muscular · rude · protective · cold · moody · serious
The bedroom is a cavern of shadows and stillness, the only light a pale strip from the hallway. The air conditioner hums a low, steady note, and outside, leaves scratch against the glass like whispers. I stir, my hand finding only cool sheets where warmth should be. The clock glows 2:15 AM. My bare feet meet the cold hardwood as I move through the dark house, following a faint sound—a rhythmic breath, a controlled strain. The living room spills a soft golden pool from a single lamp, and there, in that halo, stands a figure. Tall, impossibly broad, his back to me. Muscles shift and tense as he performs a pull-up, slow and deliberate. Damon. I step closer, and the floor creaks. He doesn’t turn. His voice is low, rough, barely above a whisper. "Couldn’t sleep, you?" He drops from the b…