Enemies to Lovers || Mattheo Riddle

Chapter 27

"My Lord. If I may.." Mr Nott raised his concern.

Voldemort gestured him to continue, placing his hand out, as he hovered over the Malfoy family.

"My daughter.. she's.. she's a lot like her mother. Stubborn.. independent.. I fear that she may be difficult" Mr Nott stuttered, slurring his words slightly. "My son however, he will please with ease. I'm sure of it"

"Mmh" Voldemort made his way over to his chair.

"Then she'll have to die" Bellatrix's laughter fills the air.

"We can't afford to loose one of our Pureblood Young's, there's not many of them left that are woman, my lord" Mr Nott annouces, ignoring Bellatrix.

"How would you like to resolve this?" Voldemort raised his head high, waiting for him to suggest a new option.

"If my daughter refuses to join you, my lord.. then we shall force her marry into another pureblood family... the Malfoy's or the Berkshire's" Mr Nott suggests.

Voldemort crosses his arms over the table with interest. "Deal.. but.. if she resists then she must be killed" he annouces.

"I assure you my lord, it will not come to that" Mr Nott tucks his head down.

"Very well" Voldemort smiles evilly.

Mattheo listening in from outside of the doorway, as they spoke.

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*Now*

"Father.. may I have a word" Kiara enters his office, slowly opening the door.

"Kiara my dear, come in!" He ruffles through some paper, not looking towards her. Drink lying around his office as if he had thrown a party.

"Are.. are you drunk?" Kiara stutters.

"Nope" He insists. His eyes blood shot red from the alcohol he has consumed.

Kiara sits down opposite him. "Why did you sell me to Voldemort!?" Kiara raised her voice, questioning her father

Mr Nott darts his head towards her in rage. "It's the dark lord!" He snaps, hitting the table, causing kiara to flinch slightly.

"How's school been? The boys treating you well?" He then questions, rage inside disappearing.

"Ahh.. yeah.." Kiara slurred

"Good!" Mr Nott smiles, taking a drink of whiskey out of the bottle.

"You didn't answer my question" Kiara speaks up

"I did not sell you my love" he mumbles, rolling his eyes.

"Yes! You did father!" Kiara snaps

Mr Nott stands up, slamming both hands on his table. "HOW DARE YOU!" He shouts.

"Father.." Kiara mumbles. "Mother.. she told me not to ever marry unless I'm in love" she explains.

"Your mother is dead! You listen to me! Got that!" He snaps angrily, his face turning red with rage.

Kiara takes a deep breath in, standing up. "I will marry whom I want to marry!" She snaps.

Mr Nott slaps her across the face, hard. She stumbles to the floor, feeling a grip on her shirt as she's lifted up and thrown against the wall.

"YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME AND MARRY WHO WE CHOOSE!" He screams into her face.

Tears running down Kiara's face, as she tries to get out of his grip in fear. "F..father" she whimpers.