Matt Rife Sister Novels & Stories

] [Insider says Ryder tied the knot this afternoon. [Did CEO Lake get married to his fiancè Victoria Monk??] She had already seen all these articles while on her way home, so the app was notifying her about a new trending post. [Ryder Lake’s sister confirms the rumours!] It was posted exactly three minutes ago. On screen was a video of a woman who she believed was Rita Lake, Ryder’s older sister. Slowly Victoria clicked on the video, wondering what exactly she wasn’t confirming. Dread filled her because she knew Rita and Ryder were practically adversaries.

“I’m sorry, Mom, but it’s not what you think. Those photos are old images taken two years ago when Kane and I first broke up.” “And those ones with him and his lovers flying around social media?” “I don’t know about that but I heard they’ve been deleted off the internet.” “Then make them delete yours too!” “I’ll see what I can do about that.” “So, who’s the guy in the photos?” “His name is Matt. He lives here in Wyoming.” “Oh, I see. I thought he looked familiar. Was he at my mother’s funeral?” “Yes. He was there with his fiancee. I mean, his ex-fiancee.”

I say and both of my parents are silent for a moment. “You think it was her sister, then?” Dad asks, and honestly I don't want to even respond to that. Matilda's friend is dead sure that Seraphina had something to do with what happened. But I don't know and at the same time I cannot put it past her that she can't do such an act. She's crazy at that level.

“Matteo, I envy you. You’re lucky to have someone like Amelia in your life! I wish she had a sister. I could marry!” said Rafael with a look of longing. “I have a sister, but she’s too young for you. She’s just sixteen.” Laughed Amelia unaware of Rafael's motive. It was just the information he needed. “My bad!” chuckled Rafael, his eyes glinting with excitement. His criminal mind had already started plotting. Matteo looked ill at ease with their conversation. He wanted to warn Amelia to keep quiet but with Rafael watching them like a hawk, he couldn’t do a thing.

Amara smiled awkwardly at them and hold his hand a bit tighter making him chuckled. "There she is." He kissed her hair referring to the comeback of his nervous fiance. But his little gesture was making the women in front of them let out a unison aww. "Matty, do we get a chance to kiss her too?" the older woman asked him warmly. "Mamma, how are you? and of course this is my fiance, Amara Hamilton. Amara, this is my mom Isabella, and this is my little sister Alessia, and my littlest sister Lucia.

It took all my willpower not to gloat that day, lest I inspire a devious revenge plan in Kiren. As I took off, the beta guy, whose name I didn’t care to catch, jumped out in front of me. Yelling in frustration, I slammed to a halt, narrowly missing knocking him down like a bowling pin. Since it was clear I wasn’t getting out of here without him saying his peace, I yanked open the door and shot him my best death glare. “I’m Matt. Are you Kiren Waters' sister?” He smiled, completely oblivious to my fabulous glare. “Would that have mattered?” I shot back.

I sighed silently and turn to look at my sister who is busy opening the gifts that I know those are from Matt. After eating, I just let Matt rest on my bed here. Even though his eyes are drowned by how much he misses me, the look of tiredness didn’t escape from my observing eyes. After washing the dishes, I slowly went to where Matt is sleeping. I am so careful to not make any sound. I don’t want to disturb him. After putting the extra pillow on his head, I then went to my sister. She is looking at me. I know she was watching my every move. “Why don’t you open your gifts?” she asked when I finally sat on the chair next to her bed.

Nick said as a matter of fact. Gasping my eyes shot up to meet his, I just stood there with my mouth gaping, confusion spread all over my face, “Sister?” nodding Nick smirked, “Yip, Len is Rafe’s little sister,” I turned my head back in astonishment to stare at Rafe who merely shrugged with a smile, “As I said, the start of a beautiful friendship,” He said grinning at me. I was about to give Rafe a piece of my mind when Nick again grabbed my wrist as he started pulling me in a direction away from everyone else,

"Bianca…" He didn’t even finish the sentence. Didn’t have to. The mighty Rafe Moretti, broken by the woman he’d trusted more than the wife he’d vowed to protect. Adam, however, stayed cold. Calculating. Without a word, he pulled out his phone and called Bianca. The line rang. And rang. And rang. No answer. Of course. Because Bianca Rotti had never been as stupid as she looked. … I had always known Rafe had a little sister he cherished growing up.