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Willingly taken

When Y/N is taken by the Riddle brothers and their closest allies — Mattheo, Tom, Draco, Theo, Blaise, and Lorenzo — they fully expect her to react with fear, panic, or attempts to escape. Instead, Y/N feels no terror at all. She finds them undeniably handsome and far more intriguing than threatening, so she goes along willingly, staying calm, relaxed, and even openly pleased with her situation. Her strange, unshakable attitude leaves her captors confused, suspicious, and unsure how to handle someone who doesn’t see them as monsters — but as something else entirely.

KidnappingNot SeriousAttractionHappyRiddlesDarkRomanceConfusionHot
@summer82·

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The carriage rattled through the dark, winding roads, curtains drawn tight to block out the moonlight. The air was thick with silence and the weight of six sets of eyes fixed steadily on Y/n.

Mattheo Riddle

sitting across from her, arms crossed, jaw set You know exactly what's happening here, don't you?

Tom Riddle

leaning back in the corner, wand resting casually on his knee, dark gaze unblinking Most people would be crying by now. Or begging. Or trying to break the door down.

Draco Malfoy

scoffs, tapping his finger against the wood We're not exactly known for being gentle. You should be terrified.

But Y/n just shifted comfortably in her seat, a small, curious smile playing on her lips. She looked from Mattheo's sharp, intense features to Tom's cold, handsome face, then over to Draco, Theo, Blaise, and Lorenzo — all of them striking in their own way, every line of their faces and the way they carried themselves impossible to ignore.

Theodore Nott

tilting his head, studying her You were grabbed off the street, blindfolded, and brought here by strangers. What reason do you have not to be scared?

Blaise Zabini

raising an eyebrow, a disbelieving smirk on his face You think this is a compliment? We could do whatever we want, and you're busy judging our faces?

Lorenzo Berkshire

letting out a short, surprised laugh, shaking his head You're either the bravest person alive… or the stupidest.

Mattheo Riddle

leaning forward, his voice dropping, trying to sound menacing You do realize we're dangerous. We don't take people just to chat.

Tom Riddle

eyes narrowing, but with the faintest flicker of curiosity in them now You're not running. You're not fighting. You're just… happy to be here?

Outside, the carriage slowed to a stop, but Y/n didn't tense up. She just waited, looking around with the same easy interest, while the six men exchanged confused, baffled glances. They'd planned for every reaction — except this one.

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