Bounce Matthew Syed Novels & Stories

“Slow down. You need to understand what you’re asking.” “I do.” She stood. “This is my decision.” She undid the one-button jacket and freed her caged ample breasts which sat fully packed in a thin bralette, hardly covering her nipples. "Woah ho!!" Mathew jerked abruptly on his feet, his huge bulge visible as it sprang up angrily behind his tight pant. He felt his cum shooting uncontrollably. Already! Matthew’s expression changed instantly. “Jesus! Lydia,” he muttered, desire and restraint warring openly on his face.

he said lightly, “go marry your man.” I laughed softly, watching as he slipped out, closing the door behind him. Ten minutes passed. The designer came back in, fussing with the last few folds of my dress and double-checking the tiny beadwork at the neckline. The room was quiet again — until the door burst open so violently it slammed into the wall. Matteo startled awake instantly and started to wail. My heart jumped, and my head snapped up. “What the hell—” I started, glaring at the doorway.

So I looked away from him and continued walking ahead. “Will you be offended if I ask you something?” Suddenly I asked him, not able to stop the urge to ask. “Of course.” “Do you believe in Mate bond?” He stopped abruptly and looked at me. He kept looking at me for a good moment. As if he was trying to read my face. “It's okay if you ……” “I do. It's a sacred bond and very special to me. You may think, I'm a playboy and sleeping around with the girls. Let me tell you a secret today, I'm still a virgin and waiting for my mate.” I stared at him in utter disbelief.

"Are you leaving already? The night is just beginning. There are many events in a while that you might like." "I would love to stay, but it will be another occasion. I have unfinished business that I must attend to now." Maite looks at her wristwatch pretending to be running late before heading towards the exit. Thank the Moon goddess that he doesn't detain her further. In the parking lot, she dials Ragnar's number several times, but it goes straight to voicemail. She curses a couple of times before typing a few words and sending him a text message warning that she has very important news for him.

Something strange and addictive rushed through me. “You need to stay here, Eila.” I stared at his half-open lips. Thoughts I didn’t want flooded my head as I lost my breath. I whispered in pain, “I know you feel it too, Marcus… You’re my mate.” I shook my head, not believing what I heard from my own mouth. He glared at me, deadly serious. “Stop spitting nonsense.” “You don’t believe me?” I shoved him hard enough to slip away, but before I reached the door, Marcus caught me, pinning me against the wall.

He walked out on me, putting on his jacket. I fell to the floor and sobbed bitterly. I couldn’t even give him a child. How pathetic of me. I heard footsteps echoing to me. I sniffed and knew the Luna of the pack. His mother was coming towards me. I quickly stood up and bowed before her. “Greetings, Luna.” I was forced out, my heart torn into pieces. “I heard about the devastating news from my son. I am very disappointed in you. I didn’t expect that from you. I did not carry my son in my belly for three hundred and ninety-five thousand, two hundred minutes and thirty seconds so he could be with a dummy like you.’

“Look at me. Just look.” I locked eyes with him. The mate bond flared bright and solid, like an anchor chain snapping taut. The wild energy inside me hesitated… then slowly, grudgingly, settled. The light dimmed. I sagged into him, shaking. “That’s happening more,” I whispered. “We’re getting Miriam...” “She already said it’s normal.” I pulled back enough to meet his eyes. “But it’s getting worse. It feels… angry. Like it doesn’t know where to go.”

His eyes were focused, almost predatory, as he took in the scene. The man holding me hesitated, his grip loosening just enough. Matthew stepped forward, his body coiled and ready, and in one swift motion, he pulled out a small black baton from behind his pants. He clicked on a button, and it suddenly stretched into a thick metal rod. His fist tightened around it and swung at my first attacker; it collided with his jaw, sending him reeling. I stumbled back as Matthew took on the other men with swift, calculated movements. He moved like a fighter—each swing controlled, each kick aimed to do maximum damage.

It was everything I'd ever dreamed of in a proposal, perfect in every way, except it wasn't meant for me. A reporter stuck a mic in Joe's face, and he answered with composed ease, "Yeah, Nora and I've only known each other two months, but I'm certain that she's my fated mate. We're having the mate-bonding ceremony in a week!" His voice was just as steady and sure as it was when he told me he loved me at 18. It felt like someone stabbed me clean through the heart with a silver dagger. I couldn't stop the tears streaming down my face.

Mathew was just talking nervously “I need to take a video of the almighty Matthew scared of Athens.” Emily said laughing “You don't want to know what she is capable of doing.” Mathew said Susan already explained somethings to him so he can't disclose anything related to the Mafia to Amelia. He left the girls and went to his room. “Mathew is really scared of you. Are you sure you guys haven't met each other.”Emily asked Mason was busy trying to hold the buttons on Athens gown .