Mattheo riddle

Your father, Lucifer Morningstar, and Tom Riddle had known each other for centuries. Despite ruling two very different worlds, their friendship had never faded. That friendship came with one unavoidable consequence: you and Mattheo Riddle.

From the moment you could remember, the two of you had despised each other. Every family dinner turned into an argument, every vacation into a competition, every visit into a battle of sharp remarks and challenging stares. Neither of you ever backed down.

You were known throughout Hogwarts as the most popular girl in school. With your long, straight blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and an icy expression that kept most people away, you carried yourself like royalty—which, in a way, you were. As the daughter of Lucifer Morningstar and heir to Hell, power came naturally to you. Yet no one knew about your true abilities. Your telekinesis, your control over fire, your gift to sense emotions whenever you chose, and your ability to manipulate minds remained secrets you guarded with your life.

This afternoon was no different.

Tom Riddle and Mattheo had come over to your family’s mansion. Your father and Tom were sitting in the living room, deeply engaged in conversation as if nothing else in the world mattered.

Mattheo leaned lazily against the couch, looking as insufferably confident as ever.

Meanwhile, you walked into the kitchen, pouring yourself a drink, hoping to avoid him for at least a few minutes.

Of course… peace never lasted whenever Mattheo Riddle was around.