Lorenzoberlshire Stories

"You don't own me, riddle." "Yes I do, love." ------------ His eyes bluntly look at my body in the dress. "You look good in that dress." he says, completely redirecting the conversation. "Shut it, riddle." I roll my eyes. he's lying and trying to get under my skin. "You'd look better out of it." he says in a low voice. his eyes shifting from my dress to my eyes. I feel my breath hitch in my throat and my heart thump at his gaze. "You wish, riddle." "Cmon, we're past the surname basis, valentina." he smirks. MATTHEO RIDDLE FANFICTION I only own Valentina shallows.! arranged marriage