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Wicked boy
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement déc. 30, 2020
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It excites me.

And every-time, I'm eager to see how far he'll go. I want to push him, to taunt him. 

I'm not afraid of being destroyed by Mattheo Riddle. He already did. That night in his room.

His touch is still on my naked body, his smell is always present on me, on my neck. Only, this is not what stayed with me the most. This is not what I remember as being traumatizing. His physical touch hurt my body physically. 

But more importantly, I remember his eyes. I remember his face. Impassible. 

It is truly how he was, he wasn't exited nor angry. He had zero emotions. Nothing. A infinite void that I can still feel inside of me. It was pure darkness, corrupted darkness. 



Rights of Mattheo Riddle go towards @yasmineamaro

Rights of any Harry Potter characters go towards their original creator; J.K Rowling.

Rights of Onyx de Laughgrey goes to @-babynaomi

I own the other characters
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