Mateo Santiago Novels & Stories

Greg stood before him stunned by everything. “I had no one to tell, he did this to me,” Mateo went on while fidgeting on his nails. “And how do you know it?” Greg asked. Mateo remained silent. “Wait.. Dante Moritto or…” he asked with a puzzled look on his face. “Ohh shxt, man that’s fucked up, he is a total psychopath, but… isn’t he like married?” He asked as he sat next to him. Mateo nodded silently, he was so lost in thoughts about everything.

“You've troubled yourself enough today so just get some rest.” My eyes blurred and my body swayed. What? “But– I am your Luna. I should stand by your side.” I spoke up again, biting my lips in a tremble. Whispers rose around us, chatters like incessant bee heaving. Arianna smirked. I glared at her, at him. Hatred was beginning to grow a seed in my body. I swallowed hard, “I'm your mate. I'm a yourate and your soon to-be Luna.”

The sound was a finality. Santiago laughed, a dry, harsh sound. "You're whipped by a club dancer with no pack name. It’s pathetic. Dante would have had your head for this." "Dante is dead," Mateo said, his voice cold. "I run the security. I run the clubs. And I run Victor Cruz. You want to talk business, Santiago? Talk. Otherwise, get out of my loft."

There was no way he would trick me into believing such lies. “Yes, she is my mate,” Matthew declared, his gaze not wavering from mine. “I knew she was my mate the very first day I saw her, but I couldn’t say it, I couldn’t accept it. How can I tell everyone that my mate is a murderer? How can I look you in the face and tell you that the lady who killed your mate and brought you so much pain was my mate? I was too ashamed and heartbroken to say it to anyone, so I decided to keep it to myself and reject our bond. I even wanted you to kill her, so that was why, at first, I was urging you to kill her. But since you didn’t, I became so drawn to her. I tried my best to ignore our bonds, but no mat

He said as if that meant something. "What? What are you talking about?" "You're my mate." "You already said that. What's exactly is a mate?" He stood in the middle of the room. "A mate is someone who you are destined to be with for the rest of your life. It's why you feel the sparks when I touch you or why you're always thinking of me." "Who says I think about you?" I snapped. "Do you not?" He eyed me.

I started to tell him that I wouldn’t judge him for whatever his story might be, but then he began to speak. “There was a woman named Maribel, and her father was one of the wealthiest men in Santiago de Cuba. She was beautiful and was betrothed to an evil man. We met and fell instantly in love. She explained her situation, and I wanted to take her away from there. It wasn’t possible right at that moment, but I told her I would come for her after the war was over. I managed to take a leave of absence for one night, and we snuck off together. We didn’t think anyone saw us, but her father’s valet followed us. By the time he reported back to her father and they returned, we were caught in the ac

Tina shouted at Mateo before she dragged him with her. After seeing what happened between Tina and Mateo, Deborah laughed out. “I see you've found your match, Mateo”. She muttered as she continued to watch them. Santiago also witnessed everything that happened just now. He couldn't help it and admitted, “Ha, I almost forgot how being among a family can be so amazing and interesting”. “Yeah, you're absolutely correct, cousin”. Sebastian and Mason admitted before they turned to face Camila, only to discover that she was nowhere to be found.

I can’t finish because Cade cuts me off. “Oh, Shush,you! This is Mateo Castillo, THE Mateo Castillo, the wet dream of every theater boy and girl at Abraham Lincoln High!” Cade is in full on sass mode. I have heard of Matteo Castillo; Cicely’s Mateo…the theater heart throb who is…Oh, fuck he’s older now but I see it!

Ares could be so frustrating. "Do you know if he is seeing anyone presently or maybe a close friend we can use to get to him?" "Mateo has always been secretive. I know nothing about him, but I have never seen him with a lady, Bro might be gay, I don't know." Santos and I chuckled loudly. That cracked us up. "There is this guy I know, Michael. He has always been buddies with Mateo. I think I might be able to get through to him."

I cursed under my breath as I let go of her, straightening my clothes and putting some distance between us. "Come in," I beckoned and Mateo walked into the room, looked at me and then at Charlotte he was surprised to see us both standing. Mateo Delgado was my best friend and COO of LOTEX Group. He was about 6 feet tall, with broad shoulders and a strong build. He had dark brown hair that he kept neatly trimmed, and his eyes were a warm hazel color. He was the guy I could always count on, the one who always had my back. He was the one I'd go to for advice, the one who'd make me laugh when I was down. He was like a brother to me, and I knew I could always trust him.