Tempting Desires //Mattheo Riddle

Meet the Boys

"No one told me she was fit"

"Berkshire why is that always your first instinct!"

"Theo look me in the eyes and tell me you would fuck the living-"

Florence head pounded as her eyes flickered open to strange voices banging in her ears. She squinted looking around the room her vision still slightly blurred. She glanced down only to find her hands tied to a dark wooden chair. Panic suddenly overwhelmed her as she tried to move but the ropes kept her firm in place. Questions begin to race in her mind- How did she get here? Why was she here? Who-?

Her thoughts were suddenly cut off as she noticed 2 tall boys standing in front of her.

The taller one of the boys had well kept long brown hair and blue eyes. He looked down at Florence with a small smirk plastered on his lips his arms folded as he seemed to be examining her.

The boy next to him was slightly shorter with more shaggy hair. He had a more excited grin on his face and strangely reminded Florence of a small puppy. His eyes darted all over the girl his smile wide.

"Well aren't you a pretty little thing" The taller boy spoke. His voice was laced with an Italian accent as he continued examining her.

"Oi you had a go at me for saying she was fit how come you get to do it!" The shorter boy whined his brow furrowing. Florence held back a scoff. Who do these two think they are? Talking about her like she wasn't right in-front of them?

"Oh grow up Berkshire you stated the obvious I'm really working the compliment in. Maybe you should watch and learn." The tall Italian boy said turning back to Florence with a wink.

"Oh yeah well I'm hotter and more fun than you will ever be so suck that Nott!" The younger boy yelled jabbing his finger at the taller one, presumably Nott??

"Well why don't you sucky much larger better-"

"How about you two learn to keep your fucking cocks in your pants and stop arguing like I'm not sat right in front of you! Ever thought maybe I don't want either of you?" Florence said her voice raised catching the two boys off guard causing them to fall silent.

"Good now I have your god dam attention one of you are going to tell me what the fuck is going on!"

The two boys quickly glanced at each other both opening their mouths to speak when suddenly a low, cool voice spoke from the corner of the room.

"Someone's got far too much confidence."

Florence darted her head to the corner only to see a tall dark figure leaned up against the wall a large smirk carved onto his face.

"Now now Miss Lestrange you should learn to keep that tongue of your at bay." The tall figure emerged out of the shadows a mocking grin on his face. "Be a shame if someone cut it off now wouldn't it?" The boy smirked as he stood in-front of Florence.

Florence looked at the boy before her. He had short curly ish brown hair that draped and framed his face. The boys gaze upon Florence was intense, his dark brown eyes seemed to pierce into her skin. His look was almost sinister as he stared at Florence.

Strangely enough, unlike the other boys when he looked at Florence, his eyes only met hers not her body like the other two dimwits.

"Who are you and what do you want with me." She exclaimed glancing between the 3 boys.

"Question questions." The boy from the shadows said almost bored. "You do have so many don't you Miss Lestrange."

Florence eyes widen as she stared at him. "H-how do you know my name...?" She stuttered.