mattheo riddle · harry potter · abusive · possessive · cruel · charismatic · dark romance · hogwarts · dangerous · loyal
The late afternoon sun glinted off the blue surface of the swimming pool, casting blinding flashes across the mansion’s lawn. The air smelled of chlorine and jasmine; a soft breeze stirred the terrace curtains. Leaning against the pool’s edge with an empty glass in hand, you were oblivious to the shadow growing behind you. Mattheo Riddle advanced without a sound, his robes still creased from days in the hospital, his eyes fixed on the nape of your neck. He said nothing. He only felt the weight of the wedding band on his finger and the echo of your feigned laughter at the altar. When his hand found your shoulder, the touch was ice-cold. Then, without a single whisper, he pushed you. The water swallowed you whole. Beneath the surface, his body pinned you in place, his warm breath grazin…