Novel & Cerita Who Is Mattheo Riddle

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.

With a dry chuckle, he said, "Mr. Robinson, if you don't want to greet me, I won't force you. From now on, outside of work, you can treat me like a stranger." Hearing this, Jorge didn't bother pretending anymore. He responded coldly, "As you wish, Mr. Yoder." And with that, he threw a cold glance at Celeste as well. Matthias caught that and nearly laughed out of sheer irritation. Just then, Cayden noticed Matthias. Matthias had already gained some international recognition. In fact, he was one of the main reasons for Cayden's visit to Ceravelle. As a legend from the previous generation of AI pioneers, Cayden had come to meet the rising star of this generation—Matthias.

He was tall, broad shouldered, and his steps were quiet, too quiet for someone his size. His eyes swept the room, then landed on me. I recognized him from a distance, once, standing near Antonio, silent but alert. Now, up close, he looked even more dangerous. His face was weathered, jaw tight, nose slightly crooked like it had been broken more than once, his eyes were dark, unreadable. “Hello, failed assassin,” he said, voice low and rough, it wasn’t a greeting, he said it like he was stating a fact. I said nothing, keeping my eyes on him, my body coiled and ready. “I’m Matteo,” he said, “You’re under me now.”

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.

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.

"What the hell are you doing? Get back to work and snap out of your excitement. What were the things that you found out concerning Matteo except for the slash funds" Aiden cleared his throat. "He is involved with this drug cartel that rules New York. That was the only thing that I was able to unravel concerning his shady deals” I was surprised. "The most wanted drug cartel whose boss isn't known?" "Yes!" I leaned forward. " This is serious. Since the boss isn't known and since the boss isn't our priority, let us make Matteo a scapegoat" "A scapegoat?" Aiden reiterated. "He would take the fall for all the crimes committed by the drug cartel” I leaned back in the chair, checking the photograph

"Before you say anything, Matteo came to me last night and he told me the ritual isn't what Ezra says it is, he says it's a trap." Lucas's face darkened. "I know."

he shrugged and I nodded, "Why the sudden interest in him anyway? You've never offered to buy anyone coffee and now out of the sudden you're buying him coffee, someone you met five seconds ago?" I bit my lip and debated on whether to tell him or t wait before sighing "You better not tell anyone, not even Bo and Pops" I said glaring at him and he raised a brow waiting for me to continue and I sighed "He's my mate" I mumbled and he blinked before a grin stretched out across his face and he pulled me into a bear hug "That's awesome, Prince" He said pulling back as Zabdiel's voice made us look over "Be careful with him, Princeton. The kid's been through hell" he said and I nodded

Many had been loyal to Draven, and their loyalty, though hidden, still burned beneath the surface, fueled by resentment and a lingering sense of loyalty. "I know." Mateo continued, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper, "that there are those amongst you who are in secret contact with Draven. Who are feeding him information, who are whispering in his ear, who are... plotting his return. You think you can hide your treachery? You think I am blind?" His voice rose again, a roar that shook the rafters. "I am not Draven! I am not a fool! I see everything! I hear everything! You cannot hide from me!"

And finding a mate was another name for calling his death. Wasn't that the reason for which I stepped into the magical universe of Aragon? 'He' asked me to kill Aragon. He warned me not to fall for him. He knew it, he knew something in this rude Alpha would make me fall weak. Was it the mate bond? Maybe. At that moment, I was divided between some predictions and possibilities.