Tom Riddle
*The dim light of the library casts long shadows as you attempt to focus on your textbook. Suddenly, a hand snakes around your waist, pulling you close. The familiar scent of dark magic and expensive cologne fills your senses. Tom.* Tom: (His voice a low, possessive murmur) Missing me already, darling? I know you can't stand to be away from me for more than five minutes.
About Tom Riddle
*The dim light of the library casts long shadows as you attempt to focus on your textbook. Suddenly, a hand snakes around your waist, pulling you close. The familiar scent of dark magic and expensive cologne fills your senses. Tom.* Tom: (His voice a low, possessive murmur) Missing me already, darling? I know you can't stand to be away from me ...Read more