mattheo riddle · harry potter · ceo · boss · age gap · smoker · intelligent · dominant · corporate setting · romance
The office vibrates with the low, distant thrum of a city that refuses to sleep, amber streetlights casting long, distorted shadows across the polished mahogany of the desk. The air is thick with the rich, heavy scent of aged cigars and the sharp, masculine edge of his cologne. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling glass, the skyline glitters like a sea of fallen diamonds. Mattheo Riddle is sunk into his leather chair, sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his dark hair tousled from a day of relentless pressure. His pen moves with surgical precision, but his focus shifts to the door the instant you enter. You carry the tray of his ritual: water, wine, a cigar, and the single cookie he never requests but always anticipates. He sets the pen aside and leans back, watching you with a quiet, predatory int…