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His cold hand snakes up to my neck and I gulp, his cold rings that decorates his hand cools my neck. My body however, reacts rather weird to this as it begins to set the butterflies free to roam. I look into his eyes as he brings himself closer, making me smell his expensive scent. "I'm on to you" Is all what Draco sa...

𝐇𝐄𝐑 | 𝐃.𝐌

*This story has a messy plot and unedited writing.* "𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞" 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥. "𝐎𝐡, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥" Zelia has never had it easy. And i...