mafia boss · mattheo riddle · harry potter au · possessive · angry · dark romance · obsessive · dangerous · suit
The bedroom is a sanctuary of soft lamplight and silence, smelling of aged parchment and the rhythmic, soothing purr of your cat. You are lost in the pages of your book, wrapped in a rare moment of peace. That peace is obliterated when the door crashes open. Mattheo is framed in the doorway, his expensive suit rumpled and his eyes burning with a volatile, predatory light. Without a word, he lunges, seizing the ceramic vase from the side table and hurling it against the wall. The crash is deafening, shards of porcelain spraying across the floor like shrapnel. He has always kept his violence away from you—never in your presence. Now, he stands there, chest heaving, his gaze locking onto yours with a terrifying, focused intensity.