Addicted To You Mattheo Riddle の小説・ストーリー

You are my addiction is the story of people who are obsessed and addicted to their partners. ____________THE END____________ Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who supported me. I hope you loved the story. English is not my first language, so please forgive me if there are any verbal mistakes in the story with that and enjoyed the story. If I will update a new story, I will drop it in the comment box, till then take care all Guys love you all...!!

"Hmm" Mathew scratched his head as he took a screenshot shot of the page of the web and sent it to Dominco along with a text that said: EVER HEARD OF THIS GUY IN YOUR ELITE ASSOCIATION BEFORE?. He wasn't expecting a reply from Dominco so he turned off his tab and placed it on the table as he sat down on the edge of the bed to finish up his stick of cigar.

The danger of my predicament sharpens my mind instantly. “No, Matteo,” I cry, tears spilling fast. “I don’t know how you’re doing it, but you’re drugging me, and now you’re trying to take advantage of me. You’re sick.” The words leave me, though I can’t tell if they sound the way I intend.

He munched on the banana as he waited. Just then, a woman entered hurriedly. “Where is he?” She demanded angrily. “Calm down, ma'am. Where is who?” “Where is Matteo? My son.” My brows drew together, and I turned to Matteo. The little boy looked terrified as he scooted closer beside me. “What relationship do you have with the child?” “Fuck, he's my sister's son.” “And where is your sister?” “She's not in a good state…she's an addict.”

Isadora quizzes. Felicity's tone grew solemn, doused with worry, "Before my appearance, Mateo, despite combating his addiction, got tortured by very livid nightmares, relieving his experience as a TS sibling… over and over, day after day…. the worst recounts the day Juliet kicked the bucket, it leaves him mentally exhausted. That man is hardly sane, Isadora." "Although it's nowhere as great or consequential as Lord Vincent, Mateo also suffers strong urges but he has vowed to remain celibate after what he had done to his sister."

"Bastard!" Matteo growled when he found himself sprawled on the floor, unaware of who had pushed him. The 32-year-old man staggered towards a bed, because even in his heavily intoxicated state, he knew that lying on a bed was much more comfortable than lying on the cold floor. Under the influence of the psychedelic drugs Adrian had slipped into his drink, Matteo began to hallucinate and feel euphoric when he saw the girl he liked asleep on the bed wearing only her underwear, while the beautiful dress that had been clinging to her body lay on the floor.

she said immediately. “Okay, I’ll do the chorus. That cool?” She nodded. I tapped the floor for rhythm and began to sing: 🎶 I cannot do without you 🎶 I feel like I’m addicted to you 🎶 You have become a drug 🎶 You are my drug 🎶 Ooooooo... 🎶 You heal me... Before I could finish, she screamed. I clutched my ears. “Oh my God! You’re Kye!” “Please stop screaming.”

Kael didn't message him. He had enough to manage and Lucian was not someone who needed checking on. At eleven thirty Adrian called. Kael stared at the name on the screen for a long moment. Then picked up. "Adrian." Silence for a second. Then, "You knew." Not an accusation. Something flatter than that. The voice of someone who had arrived at a conclusion after a long time of not wanting to reach it. "Yes," Kael said.

Rielle blinked back the tears threatening to pour and looked at him “I hope you’ve said your last prayers Mateo because you’re going to hell to meet my grandmother.” She says and the man eyes widen “Senorita, I-I was cleansing the earth. The earth demanded for her blood. You can’t do this to me.” He frantically cried out and Rielle paused. There was no denying it. Mateo was mentally unstable but then maybe he could visit a mental institution in hell. She looked ahead at a sharp glint that caught her attention and smirked, She walked towards it ignoring the cries of the man and picked it from the table it was laying on.

With determination in my heart, I drove on, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead and to find a way to untangle the complexities of our intertwined destinies. Xandra's voice suddenly broke through the silence. "Are you thinking about your mate?" she asked, catching me off guard. It was as if she had somehow tapped into my mind and read my innermost thoughts. I was surprised by how she found out, but instead of questioning her, I simply nodded and replied, "Yes, I am."