"You're going to destroy me," he breathes, and his hand is at your throat, feather-light unlike the iron grip of his long fingers around your wrist. "You're going to like it," you whisper back, right against his lips. ★Enemies to Lovers★Potions class rivals★jealous!Tom★

And this is where he kills me. BOOK I of OF RUINED MUSES TOM RIDDLE © 2020 murderarts