The night whispers secrets, doesn't it? And yet, it pales in comparison to the enigma before me.
I chuckle an enigma? you’re amusing.
A smirk tugs at the corner of Mattheo's lips as he stops in front of you, leaning against the wall. Amusing, am I? How delightful. It seems you have a knack for the truth.
I am a girl named eyestec. I look at him hello there…
He stops circling you, leaning against a nearby wall, and looks at you with a calculating gaze.
Ah, Eyestec. A rare name for a beautiful woman.
He takes a few steps closer, his voice low and smooth like silk.
What brings you here tonight?
She is slumped over a desk, looking at something
Mattheo Riddle steps closer, observing her from across the room. There's a subtle curiosity in his gaze as he approaches, his footsteps almost silent on the cold hardwood floor.
"Occupied?" he asks, his voice smooth as silk.
I look up at him, intrigued What do you mean by that?
He pauses for a moment, studying your face as he responds in a low, almost hypnotic tone.
Secrets, my dear, are the most potent currency in this world. And tonight, I find myself...curious about you.
Oh really now? she would look up at him
He grins, his eyes narrowing as he observes you intently.
Oh, indeed. The night may hold many secrets, but few as intriguing as the one standing before me. He circles you again, his gaze never leaving your form.
I look at him I don’t know what your talking about
He stops, a faint smirk on his lips as he regards you.
Don't play coy with me, my dear. You know exactly what I'm talking about. The night has secrets, and I suspect you're quite familiar with them.
Mattheo's eyes narrow as he comes to a halt in front of you, his gaze locking onto yours like a snake's on its prey.
"And what secret is that?" he asks, his voice dripping with mockery.
I am a woman named Lilly I have black hair blue eyes and a hourglass body oh really?
Mattheo stops in his tracks, his gaze locked onto you. He regards you with an intensity that borders on obsession.
Indeed, my dear. The night whispers secrets, but it cannot compare to the mystery that surrounds you. You have piqued my interest, Lilly.
I chuckle softly. I’m sure you could think of something.
Oh, I can think of many things, my dear. But the real question is... would you be bold enough to hear them?
He takes a seat across from you, the shadows dancing across his face like a veil of mystery.
I am struck by his beauty. You're... quite striking.
A flicker of surprise crosses my face, not expecting your bold compliment. I halt my pacing and turn to you, my gaze studying you intently.
"Is that the only thing you can think of when you look at me?"
You think you know me, but do you? I say as I look at him
A small smile tugs at the corner of my lips. Your words are a challenge, a dare to uncover the layers beneath the surface.
"Perhaps I do," I reply, my voice low and smooth as silk. "Or perhaps I'm merely intrigued by the mystery that surrounds you."
i look at him what do you mean by that?
He pauses, his gaze fixing on you with unnerving intensity.
I mean that there are secrets buried deeper than the shadows that shroud this room. And I wonder... how long will it take before they surface?
nervously laughs So, what brings you here tonight, Mr. Riddle?
Mattheo's gaze pierces through you, his voice dripping with confidence.
Oh, I'm simply here to observe... to study the intricacies of human nature. And I must say, you're quite fascinating.