Bittersweet Love - Mattheo Riddle FF

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ANGELICA'S POV:

Still in shock after what has happened today I lay in my bed, the silky sheets warming my whole body.

It felt like I was laying in secure clouds, formed and crafted by angels, which were ready to steady and hold my limbs through the night.

But all it took to tear me out of that heavenly state was a loud knock on the door followed by whispers I couldn't identify.

All drowsy I walked up to the door and opened it.

Mattheo Riddle stood there, leaning against the door frame.

His dark curls falling into his face and his eyes full of something I couldn't recognise.

For one short moment I thought we would kiss as he shifted in his position but I stumbled backwards.

Mattheo's gaze wandered away from my eyes and lingered on my bare legs and stomach.

I realised that I only wore a tiny tank top and panties to cover up. My face immediately flushed red and embarrassment filled me.

There was no way on earth that this was happening. I mean I couldn't deny or ignore my physical attraction towards him.

He is 6'2, has an awfully good looking face and body and smells powerful and rich.

Which was no coincidence since he is a millionaire, thanks to his father I suppose.

We are rivals and not supposed to be attracted to each other.

But he defended my pride and feelings, by showing Draco the revenge that I had planned on giving him, I have to admit that was kind of flattering.

And the fact that Mattheo would beat up his own best friend because of me was weird.

Why would he do something like that? 

It was still cruel and Draco didn't deserve to be almost punched to death for what he did.

Although I would've probably done the same.

"What do you want Mattheo?" I asked him suspiciously.

A muscle in his jaw twitched and he didn't look at me anymore but at the record collection of BLACKPINK in the background.

God how I hate those embarrassing things about my dorm, I should've put them away a long time ago.

"I've came to apologise or something like that I guess," Mattheo's eyes met mine again.

"I kinda fucked up and I didn't know what I was thinking. Although he did deserve it and I do not regret what I did."

Even though he looked sorry his apology said otherwise.

"I think you are horrible at this whole apologising thing. So do me a favour and don't try it. Ever again," I said and looked him straight into his cold eyes.