Mateo Santiago Mga Nobela at Kwento

“At least you’re safe here. There are guards outside too. Mom and Uncle Jaime feel better knowing you’re here. It’s dangerous in Manila right now if you go back too soon.” Andres stayed quiet, eating his soup. But after a moment, he spoke softly, “Santino… tell me about Mateo.” Santino paused, spoon in hand. “Mateo? Well… he’s been trying to pursue my sister. He visited the island once, and since then, he’s been courting her. I don’t know. But honestly, it doesn’t seem like she’s interested.” Andres looked at him, his tone still cold. “He’s trying to pursue her?”

So, I typed in the name I hadn't spoken in months. Mateo Santiago. The man who had promised to love me and then let our daughter die because of his negligence. The man who drove me to run. I hit enter. The search results flooded the screen, and for the first time in a long time, a cold satisfaction curled in my gut. Santiago Enterprises Stock Plummets for Third Quarter. CEO Mateo Santiago Escorted Out of Charity Gala for Public Intoxication. I clicked on the images. Mateo looked terrible. He had always been aware, conscious even when he was drunk but now... he looked ruined.

Re-unite this family you created and keep them safe. Zachary finished his prayer and Sebastian stopped crying. “Thank you. I don’t want Tempe to see me like that,” Sebastian tells Zach. “I get it, it’s hard to look that way when your mate is watching,” Zachary gives Sebastian a small smile. “How did you hold it together when Nova died?” Sebastian asks.

Logan I throw the phone on the bed and take my hands through my hair. Christ! What's happening to me? I don't understand myself. I don't even know what I am doing anymore. Having such a mate, I think, is some punishment from the moon goddess. I can't plead guilty because I know I am a sinner. I know that I have options, that I can reject her, and like Arya said, maybe I could get another chance at a new mate. Someone who will want me and is willing to adjust to who I am. I know that very well, but I can't risk losing Arya. I have waited for too long a time to lose her when I have just got her.

“There’s no basic pay for a job like this.” “You can’t do that,” Larissa squawked. I rolled my eyes. Microdon? He’d named himself after a species of Coyote—Canis latrans microdon, otherwise known as the Lower Rio Grande coyote. He should have called himself Microdick for two reasons: one, because he smelled like a weasel shifter, and two, the name pretty much summed up his shitty personality. Don chuckled. “The moment you stepped into this vehicle and accepted my offer of employment, you also bound yourself to its terms.”

There was a darkness inside her and knowing she is now my mate; I would do anything in my power to erase it. “You and her? What could that whelp possibly offer you that I couldn’t. Look at her you know better than anyone just how damaged she is. You are making the biggest mistake of your life Hector” The way Luna Angel looked at Vanessa for calling her sister a whelp there was no doubt she would go unpunished for her remark.

I smirk, savouring every second of her reaction. "See this mark?" My voice is soft, taunting. I tilt my head slightly, giving her a full view of Elijah’s claiming mark. "This means I already belong to him." I take a slow step forward, watching as panic flashes across her face. "It boldly differentiates me from your pathetic desperation." I lean in, my voice dropping to a lethal whisper. "I am Elijah’s mate. His Luna. His wife. His everything." My smirk widens. “You were never competition. Neither you nor any of the other ladies. I have nothing to fight for.”

SAMANTHA…… “Why are you freaking out, Sam? You have me. If he does something to you, you just come to me. We are Mates. He didn't even mark you, Sam. You are still my Mate. Come to me. I will make you my Luna. You will be more happy being with me. Your marriage was wrong in the first place. It's the time to correct the mistake your father had made.”

Four more of my men trailed behind me as we approached Mateo's cell. Mateo is the underboss of Ignacio Reyes. We have been at a war with Ignacio since he butchered my men in cold blood and breached my territory. I don't forgive the blood of my men that easily. I will not fucking rest till I have killed every single man of Reyes's family.

He took over his father, Nicofero Rivera at the age of eighteen, and now, by twenty four, has expanded the family's territory to half of America. He is considered one of the most capable 'Dons' in Rivera history, rivaled only by Salvatore Rivera of the 1960s. His grandfather. I switched the laptop off when I heard Mariano's steps come toward the room. I knew what I wished to know anyway. He opened the door softly, expecting me to be asleep, but smiled as he took in my state. "Find anything of consequence?" He asked as walked to his closet. I shook my head. "Nope. I didn't even Google. I was just checking my emails." I lied.