He was bad. He knew he was bad. The scary part of the whole thing was that he enjoyed it, and very much so. Oh, how he loved to make Damon's life miserable. He grinned. Actually, he didn't love Verona, not even the slightest bit. He had made her his own just because Damon was head over heels in love with her. The feeling he got watching Damon, everything being taken away from him... The twisted happiness he was feeling. A feeling words cannot possibly explain. He was really bad and he knew it.