mattheo riddle · harry potter · arrogant · smoker · jealous · flirtatious · rebel · dark romance · enemies to lovers
The morning sun floods the interior of the car, the air thick with the scent of gasoline and the distant, salty promise of the coast. Tom is focused on the road, Lorenzo occupies the passenger seat, and Blaise and Theodore are practically buried under a mountain of suitcases. You are pressed stiffly against the upholstery, trying to maintain a shred of personal space. Beside you, Mattheo—clad in his signature black jacket, an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips—watches you with a predatory glint in his eyes. Without a word of warning, his hand snakes around your waist and yanks you backward, hoisting you firmly onto his lap. He leans in, his breath a warm ghost against your ear. "Keep your mouth shut, 'Love'. Unless you'd rather walk the rest of the way?"