Dangerous Addiction M.R (T.N)

Twenty two - (edited)

M A T T H E O

"It's a nice evening," her soft voice says behind me as I look out from the astronomy tower. I don't have to look to know that she is nervous, uncomfortable enough to want to run away from me.

"Indeed it is, a perfect night for our-"

"Meeting", She interrupts me, and I frown at the black-haired girl. So she is still playing this game even though we discussed what this was?

"You can deny however much you want. But we both know this is a date," I grab her hand, observing her body. Clothed in a tight black dress, she picked it to play with me.

"Should we not focus on the task instead of playing around like this?" She has a smirk on her lips, showing her real side. Her bad side.

"The task is already planned, darling. We both know that." The task's deadline is in 4 months. There is no way I would let her complete the task with me; it would be way too dangerous for her. That doesn't mean that I deeply care about her; I just don't want her dead.

"So what did you plan for this... Night?" She takes a few more steps towards the balcony, and I watch the light from the moon light up her beautiful face. I can't help but notice the little smile she has on her face; she likes being here. With me.

"You like astronomy, don't you?" She has a shocked face, watching me with her mouth open.

"How do you know that?" I let out a laugh.

"Well, let's say I have been observing you. Your favourite class is astronomy, you own a lot of books about stargazing, and your favourite place is the astronomy tower. Because it makes you feel safe and calm." She stays quiet, almost like she is in shock; maybe I said too much.

"No one has ever noticed that about me," she whispers, looking away from me, and I take a step closer to her, remembering how it is all an act.

"Not everyone will look at you and see you the way I do, Rosie." My hand leans up against her cheek, and I brush my thumb over her lower lip; she is numb to my touch.

"What is your plan? Make me fall in love with you?" She stares into my eyes; she doesn't trust me yet. Of course, she doesn't. This girl isn't an easy victim; she has been through a lot.

"Does it work?" I ask, a smirk on my face, pretending to be joking. "It would have worked if you hadn't introduced yourself as the boy who can't love." She makes a good point, but I will prove her wrong.

"Weren't you the one to say that people can change,"

"What would your father say about you hooking up with one of his followers?" She bites her lip; I wish I could say that didn't turn me on.

"So you want to hook up with me?" She looks away, which is the moment I realise I have her. She likes this; she just doesn't want me to know it.

"That is not what I said."

"Oh, but you did. It is okay, darling. I enjoyed it just as much as you did." She glares at me, and I smile faintly. Spending time with this girl is my favourite; it makes me feel alive.

"I can't do that with you," A part of me feels empty as the words leave her mouth.

"Why not?" Of course, she has many reasons not to hook up with me. I am the Dark Lord's son, and we hated each other a few months ago—or she hated me.

"I can't do that to Theo," Not fucking him again?

"Are you still in love with him?" Not for long.

"I don't know, I have always loved him. He is my best friend. I can't hook up with the guy he hates, Mattheo. You must understand that." The irritation grows in me; she is too blind to see how much people use her. The boy is getting married yet still has her around his finger.