Dematteis Novels & Stories

"what are the odds of me winning the case against Jimmy ? " " I don't know . what I do know though is that he is working for Matteo." "what?" © #KCMmuoe

"Look at him. He doesn't even know who I am anymore. It's almost as if he's not himself. The warmth in his eyes, the way he looks at me . . . it’s completely gone." Susie chews on her lower lip, leaning against my vanity. "Florence, there's no spell strong enough to make a wolf forget his fated mate. The bond is deep in the blood. For all you know, he's pretending. Maybe he's trying to protect you from something, or maybe he’s just being a massive jerk."

Then Matt was gone, his assistant trailing behind him. William stared after him, his heart pounding. "Would I see you again?" he called out. Matt glanced back. He didn't answer. He just smirked and walked out the door. William pulled out his phone and typed the name into the search bar. Matt [surname]. CEO. Businessman, successful , and a list of brands his company produced. One of them caught William's eye. Louis Volterra. Campaign collaboration. 2023. William stared at the screen. Louis worked with him that means Louis knew him.

How could no one have expected this? Matteo.

“No, thanks.” Matteo mirrored my position, his gangly legs shooting straight out, and locked in on the night sky. I’d overheard Daddy say Matteo was very smart, and he even skipped a grade last year. He said he’d be just like Mr. Vitale. Sometimes he even talked like him. Of course, I wasn’t all that impressed. After a long silence, he said, “There’re a billion stars, Nutella girl, and they all shine for you. My mama shines for my pa, but you will shine for me. Right?”

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

“Sirella, like the powerful female Alpha? Your mother always liked that name. It’s no surprise.” For a moment, everything was quiet. The kind of quiet that made everything feel strange, like I was in a dream. I didn’t know what to say. The food was good, but my mind was on other things. I had come here with a purpose, but now, with him being so kind to me, I didn’t know what to think. Finally, I broke the silence. “Why I came here, Alpha Salvatore,” I said, trying to sound confident. “ “I came here because of Damian,” I said, my voice steady despite the knot in my stomach. “Damian, the son of Alpha Kane from the Silver Crest pack, He wants to marry me and He’s my mate.”

a familiar voice adds and I freeze. When did Matteo get back from work?

Family members leaning in to see the photo, exchanging glances. "It's not what it looks like—" I started. "Isn't it?" Valentina swiped to show another photo. This one showed Caroline and me even closer, mid-conversation. "Matteo Romano, engaged to one woman whilst secretly meeting with Caroline Marchetti. One of the most powerful women in the Marchetti family." "That meeting was about business—"

"And what? And the stupid maid is brought back? You're sending every man that should be looking after the pack house to search for the useless maid? Do you have any idea what that image does to your reputation? Do you have any idea how your people are whispering with this show of madness? Even when I leave, throwing tantrums, you do not even realize my absence. What makes the maid so different? What makes her fucking special Damien? Why do you even care if she's dead or alive?" Damien slapped his fists on the table, breaking it in half. "She is my mate, damn it! My mate! You do not get to ask me why I do not care about her! She is my mate! Mine!" He breathed heavily, feeling frustrated, and