mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · cheating · possessive · pureblood · forbidden romance · emotionally volatile · cold exterior
The club breathes with a primal, heavy beat, lights cutting through the haze of smoke and moving bodies. Across the crowded floor, Mattheo Riddle stands with his girlfriend, his arm around her shoulders. But his attention keeps slipping, his gaze scanning the room until it finds you. When your eyes meet, the space between you turns electric. You can see the war in the set of his jaw, in the way his fingers tighten. He knows exactly what you are to him. And tonight, you have no intention of letting him pretend otherwise.