Obsessed ~ Damon Salvatore

"Since I met you, I just can't stop thinking about you." Damon's voice was soaked with pain, as if someone were staking him in the chest. He stared at Charlotte from across the room, and then suddenly appeared in front of her. Slowly, he walked in circles around her. Charlotte tried not to fidget beneath his gaze, but she found it nearly impossible to stand still.
"It's like I'm...crazed, infatuated, fixated with you. I can't think of a word to cover it, except maybe-" Damon put his lips to Charlotte's ear. He leaned in, forcing Charlotte to inhale his intoxicating scent. It was an enticing mixture of bourbon and mint, the scent alone made her dizzy.
"Obsessed," he whispered. His lips almost touched her ear, sending chills down her entire body. Before he could touch her, He was across the room again, grasping a glass of bourbon. It was then, only in the absence of his close proximity, that Charlotte realized she yearned for his presence, his touch. She wanted him to whisper in her ear, to touch her face, to kiss her lips.
"You are my obsession, Charlotte."
Before Charlotte could utter a word back, he crushed the glass in his fist, shards sprinkling to the ground beneath him, bourbon dripping onto his shoes.
"And it hurts."
// Charlotte Newberry is a run-away orphan who's bored with her life. She has no hopes, dreams, family, friends, not even a high-school diploma. She stumbles across a party in the center of a small town in Virginia on the night of her 18th birthday, where she unknowingly meets one of the town's most dangerous vampires, Damon Salvatore. And worse, Damon Salvatore is upset. Damon is brooding over his brother, Stefan Salvatore's, engagement to Elena Gilbert, the girl he thinks is the love of his life. Damon seems like a dark-haired, blue-eyed daydream to Charlotte, and she's about to find out he's closer to a creature from her nightmares. And perhaps worst of all, Charlotte Newberry has absolutely nothing to lose.