Ultraviolence - Tom Riddle
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"I hate you." I closed my eyes as his hand brushed my cheek, slowly pushing my hair out of my face. I glanced at his face so beautiful for someone so wicked.
"We both know that's not true darling." His hand slid from my cheek, resting it on the nape of my neck before placing his wicked kiss to my head.
Jennifer was a pureblood who happened to be placed in Slytherin. They say she was just like him or maybe more wicked.
"I am going to eat your soul and shit it out."
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