The King and His Queen
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Last published Fri, Apr 4, 2025
"Seriously Riddle do you have nothing better to do than hide in the shadows watching and controlling everyone around you," I said with amusement coloring my tone.
"You should know better than to question me, darling," a seductive and powerful voice called out from the shadows.
"Because the last time you did, I had you under me moaning my name, " his voice had a dark undertone that sounds possessive and alarming to anyone that heard it.
(DISCLAIMER HARRY POTTER DOESN'T BELONG TO ME BUT THE AUTHOR AND ANY PICTURES OR IMAGES USED DON'T BELONG TO ME!!!!)
Tom Riddle x Oc
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