dark romance · obsessive · possessive · psychopath · manipulative · dark magic · horror · gothic · controlling · fanfiction
The late afternoon sun washed over the gardens of Malfoy Manor, catching the laughter you shared with a friend. The scent of roses and damp soil hung in the air, but from behind a stone column, Mattheo Riddle watched, his fists clenched and a twisted smile on his lips. Envy coiled in his gut. In a heartbeat, his hand closed around your arm, dragging you into the shadow of the hedges. His voice, an icy whisper, sliced through the quiet: 'I don’t want to see you with that person again. Do you hear me?' What do you think you'll do now, you?