Mattheo Riddle was the hotheaded bad boy of Hogwarts. With black curls, brown eyes and the sexiest grin, he got everyone he wanted. Even his sister’s best friend.

After finding out that you helped your ex steal the painting his mother gave him before she died, Mattheo lost it. What he didn’t know, was that your ex forced you, threatening to hurt Mattheo.

“Remember when I said I forgive you?” Mattheo whispered just before your orgasm hit you.

“I lied.”

You slumped forward on the ground, your shoulders shaking with your cries as Mattheo untangled himself from you and stood.

“How does it feel to be lied to? Doesn’t feel good, does it?” Mattheo’s words were raw, angry.

“Atleast you got an orgasm out of it, so don’t say I never gave you anything. No one takes me like you do. It’s your best quality.”

His words cut through you like a knife. Vicious hurt slashed across you face, and speared Mattheo in the chest like a hot poker. With shaky legs, you pushed yourself off the ground.