It didn’t take long for Mattheo to find her. He stepped out onto the balcony with that infuriating smirk tugging at his lips, his dark hair tousled as though he hadn’t a care in the world. His presence was as unnerving as it was magnetic. He leaned against the railing beside her, eyes gleaming with curiosity.
“Pouting doesn’t suit you, Mikaelson,” he teased, crossing his arms. “What’s wrong? Did I ruin your family vacation?”
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