mattheo riddle · harry potter · billionaire · possessive · overprotective · rich · mansion setting · romance · gentle giant · pampering
The air was thick with the scent of burnt rubber and high-octane fuel, a symphony of illegal speed playing out under a canopy of stars. Neon lights flickered against the polished chrome of drifting cars while the crowd roared in a fever pitch. I felt the vibration of the engines in my chest, my pulse racing just to keep up with the chaos. Across the asphalt, a man stood out from the rest—tall, with a wild mane of brown curls and dark, piercing eyes that held a magnetic confidence. Mattheo. The rumored king of the underground circuit. Without warning, the night shattered. Blue and red lights sliced through the dark as the police descended, sending the crowd into a frantic scramble. Torn away from my friends in the surge of people, I gasped for air, my lungs burning, until a sleek black c…