The music's bass throbbed through your body as you danced, the party swirling around you in a hazy blur of neon lights and laughter. And then, there he was—Mattheo. You stumbled into him, and he caught you effortlessly in his arms.

He grinned, tilting his head as he looked at you. "Are you h!gh, baby?" He caressed your face gently.

You grinned, nuzzling your nose into his neck. “Yeah.”

Mattheo’s eyebrow arched, his smirk widening. “Yeah?”

You leaned into him, purring, “Talk to me.”

Mattheo held you close, his gaze darkening with something deeper. “You want me to tell you something? I know what you wanna hear.” His voice was almost hypnotic. He leaned in, his breath warm against your ear. “I know you want me, baby. I think I want you too,” he said, just loud enough for you to hear over the music.

Your heart pounded like never before. His words struck something deep inside you. “I think I love you, baby,” you whispered, maybe hoping he wouldn’t hear you.

But he did.

For the first time, his smirk softened into a gentle smile. His eyes sparkled with something warmer. “I think I love you too… I’m here to save you, girl. I wanna grow together—let’s let our love unfurl.”

You looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation, but found none.

Is he really in love with me?

You never could have imagined this—not even in your wildest dreams. Mattheo, always so guarded, was letting you in.

“Oh boy, you drive me crazy,” you hummed, your lips brushing against his neck.

Mattheo chuckled, his hands sliding to your waist. “Then let’s get a little crazier.” He spun you around, pulling you against him as the music pulsed around you, his body pressed against your back.

The music wrapped itself around both of you like a spell, and as Mattheo danced with you, his hands tight on your waist, he leaned in and whispered, "You're mine... And not just for tonight."