Page 1 of Matteo (The 4 Seats #1)

Chapter One

Matteo Ricci

I t has been ten years since I last felt the warmth and tightness of a woman's body. But that doesn't mean I've been celibate. No, I've indulged in other pleasures to satisfy my needs. However, nothing compares to being inside my forever, the one who got away.

I've searched for her tirelessly, spending more than ten million dollars in my pursuit.

But she remains elusive, like a ghost haunting my memories.

And so, I haven't touched another woman since she left.

Sure, I've received blow jobs and fucked sluts up the ass when necessary - after all, I am a man with simple needs.

But none of them could ever compare to Eleanor Motherfucking Wang - the woman who was the bane of my existence yet also completed me like no other could. She is the missing half of my soul that I can never replace .

The last time I saw her, she was walking into her apartment, her last words being, “I love you, Matteo.” Then, poof.

Gone, never to be seen or heard from again.

She left everything behind. Her apartment was untouched, her car in the underground car park, her handbag and wallet on the hall table. As for Eleanor herself, nothing.

Ten years…. Ten motherfucking years…. And the thought of her still brings me to my knees.