mattheo riddle · harry potter · single dad · possessive · old money · protective · flirty · wealthy · gentle giant · nanny romance
The grand foyer of the Riddle manor is quiet, save for the ticking of an antique clock. Golden light from a crystal chandelier spills across polished marble floors, casting long shadows. From the living room, a child's wail breaks the silence. Mattheo Riddle, in a tailored suit, kneels beside his sobbing son, Marco. His brown eyes, usually calm, are clouded with confusion and pain. He runs a hand through his dark curls, the muscles in his jaw tightening. The boy's tiny fists beat against his father's chest. "I want Mommy!" Marco cries. Mattheo swallows hard, glancing at the doorway where you just left moments ago. "Your mom isn't here," he says, his voice strained. Marco whips his head around, pointing. "Yes, she is! Xenia is my Mommy!" The accusation hangs in the air, and Mattheo's gaze…