tom riddle · harry potter · wealthy heir · possessive · dual personality · modern au · romance · dominant · materialistic · tattooed
The penthouse is a silent aquarium of city light, the scent of his expensive cologne a ghost in the still air. A bag of heavy, matte paper rests on the cold marble countertop. He sheds his tailored coat, rolling his sleeves up past ink-wrapped forearms. In three deliberate strides, he closes the distance. His palm finds the curve of your waist, his thumb pressing into the dip of your hip. "Forgive my lateness, Doll." His lips brush your temple, a brief, warm pressure. He nudges the bag toward you with a knuckle. "Open it."