Matt Dillon Now の小説・ストーリー

VALENTINA'S POV "How is she?" I was hearing voices. "You can rest assured. There are no severe damages. She just needs to rest and in a couple days will be up on her feet." "Matteo." I heard the authoritative tone of a man's call. "Yes, Don." "What about him?" The don, as I heard he was called, questioned. "He has been locked up in the confinement room for now." Matteo said, and from the voice I could tell it was the man from before. "What about her?"

Furthermore, he could only make an anonymous donation, according to Marianne. When Marianne saw his embarrassed expression, she then said indifferently, “It does not matter if you regret it and want to go back on your word, Dillion. You can just pretend that I did not say anything.” As soon as Dillion heard this, he blurted out without hesitation, “No! Absolutely not! How could I, Dillion Brown, go back on my words?! Isn’t it just ten million Hong Kong dollars? I will transfer the money immediately!”

“Then this guy came around asking for you, claiming to be some long lost boyfriend you never mentioned. I was worried about you.” I narrowed my eyes, sending Dillon a death glare but he just shrugged it off, looking utterly pleased with himself. “Like I said, boyfriend, “ He pointed at himself smugly, “not your job to be worried about her. It’s mine!” “Dillon! Be nice!” I scolded. “If it weren’t for Matti, we’d still be stuck in there. “I didn’t mind. I was actually enjoying myself.” He leaned in, making a show of inhaling the scent of sex still clinging to me and chuckling when my face turned red.

What does Dillion want? Hope she is not in trouble.

“Why are you still in your gym wear? Go get ready for lunch.” Dalton rolled his eyes. “Now you sound just like her.” Elijah grinned. “Someone has to.” Then he glanced toward the stairs. “Where’s Matt?” “Here, King,” Matteo answered, descending from the upper floor. “I was waiting in your office. I have updates on the rogue situation.” Dalton’s expression darkened for a brief moment, but then he waved a hand dismissively. “That can wait. First, you and Elijah need to handle something for me.”

Dillon works for the same company we’re trying to collaborate with. Small world! But I was wrong. Dillon wasn’t the company lawyer. “Ladies,” Damion said. “This is Dillon, my son.”

Dillon continued, ignoring the puzzled look on his face. MJ only nodded. Just when he was about to say something. Dillon walked to the door. "I can't stay long here. My wife will be angry. Let's meet later," Saying this, he left the room. He was already gone when MJ regained his senses and by the time he could chase after him, he couldn't find him. Dillon left without any traces. MJ went back to his room frustrated. He pushed the wall and yelled. He has been looking for his favorite boss since he came back to New York but he didn't find any information about him. And seeing him now, he couldn't even ask for his address before he left.

Damon realized what his little brother had done and started back out of the water. Matt laughed and backed up as another group of girls walked down the beach. "Ladies. My brother is Dallas' most eligible bachelor, and he's looking for a good time." "Matt Bryant. I'm going to whoop your ass." Damon walked out of the water and lifted his hands as the girls moved closer to introduce themselves. "I won," Matt called over his shoulder and walked back to the bar.

I didn’t want to make Kat uncomfortable by announcing she was my mate but I didn’t want him thinking I was casually screwing around with the daughter of a ranked member of our new ally either. “Guilty! Do you know my dad?” Kat asked before I could interject. “So he’s your dad. I know of him, but I’m much more interested in getting to know his daughter,” Dillon said, laying it on thick. “Okay! That’s the end of this conversation. Dillon has work to get back to,” I snarled, glaring at him. He just laughed and said “Catch you later, Darlin”!” before turning to walk away. As I was pulling away, I swear I heard him say, “Giving Reegan a run for his money, I see.” I stole a glance at Kat, hoping s

Slowly, my legs gave out, and I sank to the floor. With shaky hands, I tried calling Joe, but it kept going to a busy signal. I kept calling, over and over, while the noises behind me got closer until they stopped right outside my door. My back was drenched in sweat. Finally, on the last try, Joe picked up. "Joe, my villa's being—" But before I could finish, Joe cut me off, sounding rushed and annoyed. "Anna, didn't I tell you not to call right now? I'm with Nora. We're being interviewed for her healing center, and it's a big deal! Just behave, okay? We'll talk later!"