Is Mattheo Riddle A Real Character Novels & Stories

“You noticed.” "I notice everything.” A faint smile appears on his face, “I’ve heard.” I don't smile at him; I came here for answers, not a reunion. I tap the Belladonna file, “You said Belladonna is not a company.” “It’s not.” “Then what is it?” Matteo’s fingers drum against the desk, then go still again, “A name.” "I know that.” “No.” He shakes his head, “You know the word; you don't know the person.”

He suggests as he motions towards our surroundings. - "Is there anyone you can think of who could give us any insight about it?" I instigate. -"Yeah, but you wouldn't like to know who he is." -"He can't be worse than dead, can he?" -"If anyone were to know about two-spirit wolves inhabiting the same host, it would be Elder Theo. He is the only bookworm I can think of." Matt unveils. -"Never mind, he is worse than dead." Matt chuckles at my comment.

she said with a firm voice that made my brows twitch. "Your father wanted to have his way with an Omega, then something happened and there was an exchange." She said. "As a result, that Xenra in Maltos' castle is not the real Xenra, but a reincarnated body." She stated. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. Even though I had always heard about it, I had always thought it was a myth, never did I know I'd be seeing it in my own time. "So where's the vampire queen?" I voiced out the question that had kept me busy.

He said and circled a face . “Mateo, Late Mrs Romano’s butler, The late Mateo.” He said and Pamela sighed “Mateo is dead Dante.” She said and he nodded “That’s true but what we don’t know is Mateo had a daughter, His daughter knew he worked for Rielle Romano and harbors some kind of hatred for Rielle so it could be her.” He said and they all sighed.

I wanted nothing to do with them anymore, they could rot in hell for all I care. “Take us to the hospital,” Neo ordered the man I was yet to recognize. He was Cristiano’s man, one I haven’t seen before or maybe I have…? Why was he helping us? “Matteo.” He introduced, sensing my gaze on his face from the rearview mirror. I hummed in response, cracking my neck towards the window as I searched for his face or name in my head. Matteo…Hugo’s former servant? I vaguely remembered his face, but how did he become part of Riz’s men? I knew everyone who worked under us, except him. There was only one probability, he was never under us, but strictly for my brother.

"Should be one of the kids the debtor brought over, Probably forgot this one. Richard's men didn't finish the job." He looked down at me, his eyes devoid of anything resembling a soul. "Hmm. A leftover from the Mann family's mess. Interesting." He reached down, offering a hand to help me up. "Hi, kiddo. My name is Matthias. Don Matthias." I didn't take the hand. I looked at the blood on his friend’s sleeve and the coldness in his eyes. "Where is my brother?" I spat, the words fueled by a sudden, jagged hate. "Where is everyone? You’re evil people. You’re all evil!"

Myra's eyes sparkled as she talked, the questions she was talking about were not some common questions, From her childhood, she was a genius of riddles and puzzles, those are going to help her now to deal these beasts, "Riddles...!" stated Myra, which jolted everyone, "What...?" all the three powerful men jerked hearing that at once, "Are you sure princess?" asked Matthew in a confusion, raising his eyebrows, "Do you think we are kids Myra? seriously....!" exclaimed Isaac, "I am sure about it and it is my decision, if you dare... then we will talk further, if you don't, then...,"

"Do you really believe in Gellert? Maybe he's just a villain who coaxes you." Hollie had been smiling, but when she heard Matthew's words, she immediately pulled a long face. "Who are you calling a villain? Mr. Brown is a righteous man. He's not a villain." "Instead, it's you, you're a jerk! Aren't you going to divorce my idol? Why are you always pestering her? You're the real villain!" "You!" Matthew was furious. If it weren't for the fact that she was a little girl, he would have taught her a lesson today.

I heard Lucky’s voice in my ear, and I shook my head in denial to that. I still can’t tell who he is and what he’s saying? The person he is referring to is still unknown, and he isn’t saying the names, making me a bit worried and confused. I glanced at Madonna, and she shook her head too. Nobody has a clue of what he’s saying. “I think I have a clue about something!” Mateo said forcing me to stare at him. He led us out of the dungeon, and we all stood outside waiting to hear whatever he had to say.

Matteo replied with a smile. This time, Matteo was certain. Romilda did not have a single fractured personality. There were two entirely different women crossing through the timeline of his life. So who was really sitting beside him now? The real Romilda, or a fake one?