Is Matt Sturniolo Single Novels & Stories

Don't tell me he left the party already. "Romano," I exhale and turn around to leave but I find the most him in the most shattering position with another girl. Not Weylin. He holds her so tight and buries his face in her neck, their body both still. I have no idea what they're doing or what they probably did but this... I'm tempted to turn around and find a reason not to cry but he's the only hope for me to get to Belvedere and tell him Luna's message and the cruelty of what he's involved in.

Orion guided me towards Alpha Daughtry, Luna Emma, Matt, and Pru. Exhaustion was lingering on everyone’s faces. Luna Emma looked like a freight train had run her over. All the elegant aura that usually radiated off her was gone, leaving a whisper of herself. A stifling silence lingered over our little group; no one knew exactly what to say anymore. I glance over the faces of everyone, trying to figure out how out the most delicate way to deduce what would be our next step. As soon as I looked at Matt, I knew he was about to say something stupid, but he opened his mouth before I could cut him off. “So, does Colton know that he’s dead?”

he reassured her, his words infused with support. Mrs. Miller voiced her concern, her brows furrowing with worry. "But what if Mateo already has a girlfriend?" she asked, her tone laced with apprehension. Susan met her mother's gaze, determination shining in her eyes. She took a deep breath and spoke with conviction. "Mom, Dad, I don't care if Mateo is seeing someone else now. All I want is him. I regret breaking up with him before, and I want to make things right," Susan declared, her voice filled with a resolute determination. She reassured her parents that she had taken steps to gather information about Mateo's current situation. "I've already arranged for someone to check on Mateo while

"What happened? Why's Mr. Marino causing such a huge scene because of you?" "I... Um," I scratched my neck, sudden the idea of bringing Giovanni into my business seemed fucking stupid. Just why can't I think with my head for once? Noah scurried over to us, fidgeting with his apron. "I heard someone said he's dating Giovanni Marino." Matt, my boss turned to face me with wide eyes. "Is that true?" I hastily shook my head, ready to spill the fucking beans but my mouth wouldn't form a sentence. "I..."

"So, I suppose I should ask if there's any other woman in your life at the moment. I don't imagine you've been celibate since you were nine." Matt let out a rusty laugh and ran his hand through his short hair. "No, there's no one. And yes, I've dated - I'm not a virgin, if that's what you're asking. But there's never been anyone serious for me, and no one at all in the last year or so." "Oh." She took a minute to process that. "Me either - though I think it's been closer to two. And none of them ever lasted beyond a month or so. Most of them only one or two dates." Because none of them ever measured up to Matt. Damn.

"But I wish all the best, and I hope the two of you don't get into too many fights. Nothing spoils a relationship so fast." Elena did not accept Matteo's drink. She still had serious matters to discuss. "There's a chance Tyler is no longer obsessed with me," Elena said. "He was spotted with a new girl, so Tyler might not even care about me anymore. I was probably safe on the balcony with Massimo." "What are you talking about?" Matteo replied. "Don Morello hasn't taken up any new lovers. Trust me, he always brags about his conquests during meetings—I would've heard if he had."

Not after everything that has happened to me. When my ex-fiancée cheated on me with that cunt Curtis, I stayed away from relationships and only focused on getting my dick wet with one-night stands. Lola used to work in the compound for Matteo. I always had a thing for her but was too dumb to see she felt the same way.

He asks, leaning on the counter with his elbow, chin resting on a closed fist. “Just did. The four of us went out, your cousin and Lia left us there to probably do it, knowing them, he drove me home, got to talking, and that was it.” I casually say, shrugging one shoulder. “So you’re not together, then?” He asks, and I shake my head ‘no’. “Jeez, Matt, I may have been out of ’the game’ as they say for a minute, but even I know that fucking someone once doesn’t mean you are together, no matter how good the sex was.”

Matteo realized that he had to check and balance his actions from now on. Whoever started this scandal left out his wife. There were no existing pictures of her. The conference room was silent. All eyes were on him, watching at him expectantly. Matteo was not worried because he knew he had not put anyone in his employment in financial ruin. All they needed was his assurance.

On her phone, Matt had sent dozens of messages, each claiming he had been driven to a mental breakdown and wanted to kill himself. However, seeing his flushed face now, he looked nothing like someone about to take his life. Matt burst out laughing. After muting the mic, he winked at her. “Someone said I’ve got no game, that I’d still be alone on New Year’s Eve. I didn’t buy it.” As he spoke, he tried to pull her into the frame to join him in the livestream. However, Wren directly flipped his phone face down on the table, covering the camera.