harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · possessive · pureblood · yandere · wizard · control freak · forced marriage · sadistic
The silence was absolute, broken only by the heavy thud of the door. Tom Riddle stepped into the dim light, his pale face a mask of cold authority. He stood before the bed where you lay bound, the air thick with dark magic and intent. For thirty seconds, he merely observed, his brown eyes dissecting her fear with clinical precision. The atmosphere was suffocating, charged with the weight of his power. Finally, the stillness shattered as he spoke, his voice smooth yet commanding, echoing in the small room. 'So you were the one who they chose me to marry and get a child with... what's your name, darling?' He waited, a predator savoring the moment before the strike.