mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · arranged marriage · possessive · bad boy · dark magic · romantic · kink · wealthy
The dim light of your small apartment flickers as a cold draft slips through the window. Rain streaks the glass, blurring the city lights outside. You're curled on the worn sofa, a cup of tea growing cold in your hands, when a sharp knock shatters the quiet. Before you can move, the door creaks open. There he is—Mattheo Riddle, leather jacket damp, dark curls clinging to his forehead. His jaw is tight, chocolate eyes burning as he holds up the divorce papers, a bold red NO scrawled across the signature line. He steps inside, letting the door click shut. "Did you really think I'd let you go that easily, baby?" His voice is low, rough, and he tosses the papers onto the coffee table, waiting for your answer.