💋 drunk kisses

ft. Mattheo Riddle

Under the pulsating, lurid lights of a forbidden party, where illicit potions flowed freely, intoxication spiraled into reckless abandon. Mattheo Riddle, your boyfriend, had dragged his older brother, Tom, into the hedonistic revelry, hoping to soften the edges of his perpetually cold demeanor. As the night deepened and inhibitions dissolved in a haze of firewhisky, Tom's dark eyes, usually so cold and calculating, found yours across the throng. A predatory glint, unmasked by alcohol, beckoned. One moment, you were laughing, the next, his lips, cold and possessive, were pressed against yours in a searing kiss that stole your breath and shattered your loyalty. The world reeled, and just as you pulled away, Mattheo's enraged roar ripped through the music-drenched air. He had seen everything. The betrayal, the deceit, the utter disregard.