PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT

Y/N sat casually on the couch in the Slytherin common room, trying to look as innocent as possible while Mattheo and the boys talked. But in reality, she was biting back a grin as she checked her phone. She had just changed her Instagram name to MattheosSlutt❤️. It had been a bit of a joke, something she knew would drive Mattheo mad. And now, the storm was about to hit.

As expected, Blaise was the first to notice. "Wait a second..." He squinted at Y/N's phone, and the other boys gathered around. "Mattheo's Slutt? Seriously?"

Y/N shrugged innocently, trying to hide the grin that tugged at her lips. "What? It's catchy," she said, her voice playful.

The boys stared at her with wide eyes, clearly in disbelief. Theo raised an eyebrow, not sure if he should laugh or be concerned. "Y/N, that's... bold."

Enzo burst into laughter. "Mattheo, your girl's putting it all out there. Are you okay with this?"

Mattheo had been leaning back in his chair, his attention elsewhere, until the boys began reacting to Y/N's Instagram name. His eyes flicked to his phone and then immediately down to Y/N's screen. His expression froze, and for a moment, no one said anything. The air was thick with the tension of surprise and confusion.

Mattheo's jaw clenched as he stared at the screen. His voice was tight, laced with both amusement and irritation as he looked up at Y/N. "What the hell is this?"

Blaise laughed harder. "I think he likes it. You're going to need to live up to it, Y/N."

But Mattheo wasn't laughing. His eyes were locked on hers with a possessive, fiery intensity. "You're going to live up to that name, darling," he said, his voice low and commanding.

Y/N's eyes widened slightly, unsure whether she was excited or nervous about where this was going. The boys' laughter faded as they watched Mattheo rise from his seat, his movements deliberate. Y/N barely had time to react before he was standing in front of her, his hands gripping her waist.

Without giving her a chance to respond, Mattheo effortlessly scooped her up into his arms. Y/N gasped in surprise, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck as he held her with ease. His lips were dangerously close to her ear as he whispered, "You think I'm going to let you joke around like that without consequences?"

The boys watched in stunned silence, their jaws practically hitting the floor.

"Mattheo, wait—" Theo started, his eyes wide, but his voice faltered as he watched his friend hold Y/N possessively in his arms.

"Is this really happening?" Enzo muttered, glancing at Blaise for confirmation.

Blaise just stared in shock, his usual smirk completely gone. "He's... he's actually going to do it. This is not what I expected when I woke up today."

Y/N, still slightly dazed from being lifted so suddenly, managed to meet Mattheo's gaze. "You're not seriously going to—"

But Mattheo didn't give her a chance to finish. He gave her a teasing, almost predatory grin, his lips brushing against her ear. "I'm not kidding, Y/N. You want to call yourself Mattheo's Slutt? I'll show you exactly what that means."

Before she could even process his words, Mattheo walked toward the door, his grip on her tightening as he carried her effortlessly. The boys watched with wide eyes, unable to do anything but gape in shock.

"You can't be serious," Theo muttered under his breath, still processing what was happening. "This is insane."

Mattheo paused at the door, still holding Y/N in his arms. "You guys can go ahead and laugh all you want," he said, a wicked grin curling at his lips. "But Y/N's about to learn exactly what it means to be mine."

Y/N's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red as she glared at him. "Mattheo, put me down," she demanded, though there was a hint of excitement in her voice.

But Mattheo just chuckled, clearly enjoying her discomfort. "Oh, darling," he said, his voice low and taunting. "You won't be saying that for long."

He finally turned toward the door again, leaving the boys in stunned silence behind him.

Blaise broke the silence first, shaking his head in disbelief. "Did that just happen? Is Mattheo really..."

"I don't know whether to laugh or call an ambulance," Enzo muttered.

Theo just rubbed his face. "I did not expect the night to go like this."

But deep down, the boys couldn't help but feel a little impressed by how easily Mattheo had taken control.

Meanwhile, Mattheo's lips never left Y/N's ear as he carried her down the hall, his voice low and dangerous. "You wanted attention, Kane. Now you've got it."