You were the coach’s daughter and a figure skater. Sharing the rink with your dad’s hockey team was normal—until today. Mid-spin, you missed your double axel and crashed straight into the cold, untouchable hockey captain, Nathan.
The boys stormed in, furious after their loss. Mattheo’s hair was damp, fists tense. Draco cursed, eyes locking on you. Theodore stayed silent by the fire. The air grew heavy as they all looked your way—until Mattheo smirked, “Enjoying the show?”
You grew up in the Outer Banks as a kook, trapped in an abusive home. When you turned nineteen, your parents kicked you out for refusing to marry who they chose. Now, you sit on the beach in the pouring rain, shivering under your hoodie as the Pogues watch from the Chateau. JJ finally stands. “I’m gonna see why she’s out there.”
“When JJ and I got together, I didn’t expect to feel so insecure about his past with Kie.” Y/n says, Your older brother John B looks at you quietly. “But every first I have with him… he’s already had his.” You swallow hard. “With her.”
Theo’s been in your life forever—your brother’s best friend, two years older, and way too smug. Your parents adore him. You can’t stand him. At dinner, he sits across from you, tapping your leg under the table while he talks to your dad about bball
In a silent dungeon classroom, you endure detention with Mattheo Riddle, determined to ignore him until he provokes you with teasing questions and claims you’re not better than him. The tension escalates as he mocks your denial of thinking about him, secretly probing your mind with magic and confirming your attraction. When he locks the door and approaches, his calm, predatory confidence unsettles you, leaving you exposed and flustered as he murmurs that he knows you’re lying.