mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord · dominant · possessive · tall · angry · fiery · relationship drama · fantasy
The grand chandelier overhead throws sharp, fractured shadows across the marble floor, the last of the cloaked figures having vanished into the gloom. Dust hangs suspended in the dim light, the air thick with the aftermath of raised voices. Mattheo towers before you, his amber eyes aflame, dark curls disheveled from the argument. "Decide?!" he roars, the word echoing off the high ceiling. "I have decided I am your lord!" His jaw is clenched, but beneath the fury, you catch a fleeting shadow of uncertainty as he studies your silent, stunned face.