𝐃.𝐌 + 𝐓.𝐑|𝟏𝟖+
𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭/𝐛𝐝𝐬𝐦/𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬
The new maid, Mariah Miller, attracts the attention of the two brothers of malfoy mannor, Tom Riddle and Draco Malfoy.
The book that gets KINKIER by the chapter.
"My other favourite par...
"Your brother fucked me on practically every piece of furniture."
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__ Mariah Miller Pov __
Turning swiftly on my heel to walk away, Riddles hand clamped around the smallest part of my wrist, adding minimal pressure so that it hurt slightly.
He pulled me back, stoping my walks away from him. Once again emitting his dominance onto me. And every fibre of his body was steadily appearing into a metaphorical steady flame of possessiveness.
I was tiny compared to him, so he angled his face gradually down to mine. Giving him time to glaze over a new emotion that was not of pleasure, but pure annoyance. "I don't want you going near him." His tone sharp. Flawless.
"I've said this to you already Tom, I don't have a choice. It's my job." And I ripped my writs away from his hand.
"I'm giving you the choice. Take it." He moderately raised his voice at me. I was now close to the door ready to leave.
"You may have power over me when you make me cry out your name, but it's not your decision whether I have a choice or not." I shot back, turning the door handle as I did.
Taking a glance back, Tom was slowly taking steps towards me. arms crossed. Smug face. His breathing returning to paced, trying to receive excessive oxygen to balance out the anger that I wasn't listening to him.
I was stepping closer and closer outside-
"-don't you even think about walking out that door, Mariah." Ordered Riddle, voice getting louder by each word, let alone agitated.
"Whoops, hand must've slipped-"
And I just simply closed it in his face.
—
Walking down the dark tonal halls of the Manor, he was right. He was consuming my every thought.
Not in a good way.
I was growing increasingly annoyed at Riddle even though he wasn't with me. Why can't he just understand? What is so difficult for him to get?
I also noticed a beheld difference in Tom just now, a distinguishable switch of mannerism towards me. Normally, his stance would be more relaxed and, sensual when he was around me. Calm even.
was it possible he was being like this because I went looking for room 78?
Maybe I made a mistake, maybe it was a bad idea and I shouldn't have done it. He was right...
