Mattheo Riddle Personality Novels & Stories

I'm trained to enjoy long waiting periods and torture but sometimes the torture isn't that sever and in this case a pivotal part with both games I'm playing a part where I am reading both of them but something feels a bit off something else felt off since I've been captured and I know for a fact that my friend is keeping something for me. Matteo had a tell tell sign he reads like a book and the only reason I've loved him and I still do to this day is that he is predictable unlike my fiance who is unpredictable because you can never know what Maxwell is thinking . If he was able to do what he did to me and put the blame on someone else without anyone catching on except for when everything was

Daxon freaking Reyes? I’d seen his face before on Forbes magazine covers, news headlines, tech conferences. Billionaire wolf . Pack prince. CEO of Reyes Dynamics. He looked like something chiseled from ancient marble and cursed to rule alone. That was the man they were claiming was my mate? Me . Adelina McKenna. The girl who barely scraped together rent. Who hadn't even known she was a wolf until twelve hours ago.

the one who chased me through the forest angrily. I gulp, standing still, not wanting to move or give myself away. “You can go!’’ I do not hesitate. I act as if I have just been released from a spell. I bolt past him immediately. working much faster than I previously was. Who was he? Why did he have authority? I know just from looking at him that he is bad news. He is not the kind of person I want to be messing with. especially not when I already have so much trouble with the alphas mother.

He had rushed toward me, only for the guards to intercept and pin him to the floor. “Mia, please give me one more chance. I know you’re only doing this to punish me. I still love you, Mia. I always have,” Rowan pleaded, with tears streaming down his face. “Love? If you loved me, would Evelyn be carrying your pup? Why did the incense you burned contain wolfsbane then? And why did you use tonics to secretly delay my recovery?” I let out a bitter laugh. “Rowan, it seems like the one you truly love is yourself! You want my royal status as the princess, but you also crave Evelyn’s seductive charm. You’re nothing but a selfish, hypocritical liar!”

“ This is slavery .” Matteo chuckled and took out a slab of; Rum and Raisin Cadbury chocolate and placed it on the table . This guy did his home work. He knows everything about me right down to what I like to eat and when. What type of books I love to read, my clothing style, the hair products I use , perfume preference, skin care right down to the teams I support. I am already married to a psycho like Angelo . I cannot believe this guy is Arabella’s husband . He goes from mad , to sweet , from cold to warm the next day oh now he is being normal “ This isn’t slavery bella mia.”

Even though he seems indifferent and mischievous, he is quite naive and implausible, which often gets him into trouble. "Matthew also doesn't have anything to do beyond 7 pm," Jeremy said in a bored tone. "That's because he's so restrictive, it's annoying. I doubt he has any friends besides us." I chuckled along with the others. Matthew was the one who seemed to have the most personality, but he was very introverted. If we hadn't been friends since school, we probably would have never been able to be friends with him even though, as adults, we knew each other and worked together. He's tough to get close to.

He just wants to take revenge on those who ruined his life and took everything away from him. Draken wasn't exactly a perfect man. He had flaws and the one that topped the charts was his doubtful nature. He has trust issues especially, he never trusts women. Though he knew not all women were the same, still he was scared to get hurt. Trusting Aurora was a big deal for him. She could either make him strong or simply break him. It was a risk but she was his mate. There was no doubt in it that he didn't deserve her. She deserves care and gentleness which he knows nothing of. All he ever knew was to fight and kill. Be barbaric and ruthless. Moon Goddess knew his nature yet she paired that naive

But then, I realised that would make me more uncomfortable, so I swiftly continued, feigning ignorance. "Well, the Alpha is nice," I began with a small shrug. "He's our leader, he's..." I was still speaking when Akira swiftly interrupted me. "No, that's not what I'm asking about," She calmly said, and then she heaved a sigh. "What I mean is... Do you like his personality?" She asked, her voice calm and measured. "I mean, do you think you would've said yes if you had the opportunity to be his mate?" Akira threw her question at me, asking me the same thing I had earlier wanted to avoid—the same question I had feigned ignorance about.

"It’s fine. Truly. It’s been a long time, and I’ve used everything he taught me to get where I am. Sadness doesn't win championships." "Neither does modesty, apparently. I realized I haven’t introduced myself properly. I’m Don Matteo De Luca.” “That’s a nice name. Seems my guess was right after all.” "Valentina. But I think you already knew that." Matteo tilted his head, a playful glint dancing in his dark eyes. "Oh? And what guess was that?" "That you look exactly like one of those mafia lords in the movies," I said, swirling my glass. "The young, high-budget version, obviously."

That was what terrified me most, Evelyn had planned it all, even her daughter’s protection, “Matthew Kane is becoming a problem.” Vincenzo nodded. “He always was.” “You know him?” I asked. “I know his reputation.” He said. “And?” I asked. “People misunderstand men like him.” He leaned against the table. “Everyone thinks they are cold because they have no feelings. The truth is usually the opposite, men like Matthew feel too much, they just learn to hide it.” I did not answer, but I remembered the footage. Matthew in front of Rachel, no hesitation, no calculation, just instinct, and instinct was dangerous. You could manipulate logic, you could bargain with a mind. But instinct? You could not