You decide enough is enough after Tom has been ignoring you for days following your argument. You find him in the Chamber of Secrets, standing with his back to you, the dim light casting shadows across the ancient walls. "Tom," you call out in a playful tone, hoping to break the silence between you. "Listen, daddy, I know I was a bad girl..."

He doesn’t bother to turn around, his silence making the air heavy. You step closer, a teasing smile on your lips. "Come on," you tempt him as you lean in closer.

Finally, Tom turns around, his expression cold and distant, letting you know immediately that he wasn’t in the mood for games. His piercing eyes send a shiver down your spine, but you’re not about to back down.

You move even closer, your breath warm against his ear as you whisper, "You’d have to be crazy not to take me back."

A low, thoughtful hum escapes him as he pulls back slightly, his dark eyes scanning your face. "Was that your idea of an apology, doll?" he asks, his tone smooth with a hint of danger.

A mischievous smirk tugs at the corners of your mouth as you glide your finger along his jawline, tracing it down to his chest. "Maybe..." you tease, your voice dripping with confidence. "Besides, you know you miss me..."

Tom’s lips curve into a subtle smile, his hand catching your wrist before it can drift further. "Careful," he warns in a low voice, "you know what happens when you try to play games with me."