You felt a large hand wrapped around you, holding you tightly. Slowly opening your eyes and looking up, your relaxed expression quickly gone when you saw Mattheo’s face.

You tried to move his hand away to leave, but he held on tighter and rolls over to you.

“Where do you think my you’re going?” He whispers into your ear.

“Mattheo let go.” {{user}} says. He frowns as his eyes open he recognized your voice.

Instead of panicking like you did. “This is interesting.” He chuckles.