Spade

I sat in my office lost in thoughts, thinking of a lot of ways to go about the impending problem I was having, I don't even know if my problems grew with each day or I was only battling with the ones I had. Everyday got busier and tougher in the business, I barely even had time for myself.

I'd just finished talking to Nico and Vince about Liam's uncle Frederick, they gave me a few information about him, very tangible ones too, the people he'd been meeting recently since taking over from Liam.

He was brutal with his ruling, anyone of Liam's men that didn't succumb to him, he had them tortured and killed.

I got to know from Nico that he'd been meeting with a lot of people from the underworld lately, Greg being one of those people. Twice now has he appeared in my line of focus, first it was Stefano that mentioned him and now I was told he'd been meeting with Frederick.

It's no coincidence, I was already putting a pattern together, but there was still a missing piece, mystery man. I still didn't know who he was, even though I'd gathered enough information about him, like the fact that he was rallying with people who didn't really like me, and that he wanted me dead and another key information was the fact that whoever had info about mystery man, always had the exact same thing to say about him

They all said he was closer to me than I think, but I didn't really have a lot of people around me, well except for my men in the mafia. The only people close to me that could possibly know things mystery man knew, or fit the profile were Matteo and Nate.

But it can't possibly be any of them. I'd give my life before I agree that Matteo would ever betray me. And Nate, I met him way after mystery man started messing with me. As much as I want to put him in that spot because of his father's involvement, I couldn't let doubt and mistrust to enter into our relationship, something we just started. It wouldn't be good that I barely just got him to agree to being with me and admitting that he liked me, and then I would start doubting his honesty and loyalty.

And personally, Nate was too good for our world, he never struck me as someone who could get involved in the kind of things we did, the kind of things I did. Even though the first time I met him, I didn't trust him and thought he was a threat, I guess deep down I always knew he was no threat, my fascination to him was what made me think of him as a threat, I probably didn't know it then, but I always found him intriguing and maybe I even liked him from the beginning, but the fact that I never really considered something like that, made me not to think of it in that way.

Suddenly thinking about him shifted my attention away from the problem I was thinking about and to him. We'd only been together, less than a week, and in that short time I'd come to realize how good he is Maybe even too good for me.

I'd barely even spent time with him, after he day Matteo walked in on us in his office making out, I'd barely had time to be with him, I'd always been busy, and when he came to the club, I wouldn't be here or I would but I'd be in a meeting.

I kind of feel bad that I barely had time for him, I know he probably was expecting more, more attention, more time and care, but this whole relationship thing was new to me, and I was really trying my best to balance my work life with my life with him.

My life with him, that sounded so good coming out

There was just a sweet way Nate distracted me from the real world, from my world, made me forget that I had problems I needed to deal with.

I never thought there'd be a time I'd be so into someone that everything about them would be beautiful and amazing to me. A day hadn't gone by that I didn't think of Nate, at least since I was too busy and couldn't see him, I was always thinking about him. His beautiful big brown eyes, perfect lips, the way they reddened whenever he chewed on it or when I kissed and sucked on them, the lost look he had whenever we were together, the softness of his hair in my grasp, the sounds of his sweet moans of pleasures.

Fuck, I felt my pants tighten, I looked down and saw the slight bulge in my crotch area, I was getting hard thinking about him, which was something that happened too often. I picked up my phone and scrolled through it, at least if I couldn't see him, I could at least call him.

I dialed his number and waited for it to ring, before I heard the beep sound, he had picked up because I could hear static and shuffling on the other side of the phone. "Nate" I muttered out, hearing the way his breathing increased, I could already imagine the look on his beautiful pale face.

"Hey" he whispered out, almost inaudibly

"Hi, how are you"? I asked, waiting for a while, hearing nothing but his breathing, which was doing nothing to help my little situation at the moment

"I'm fine, I'm good, are you at the office"? He asked and I sighed out, hearing that soft angelic voice, what the hell is wrong with me, when did I start thinking voices were angelic. I just shook my head.

"No, I'm at the club, don't really have much to do at the office, so I came here instead" I explained, he didn't say anything again, making me pull the phone from my ear to see if he'd ended the call, but the screen was black, so the call was still on. "Sorry I haven't called you all day, I've just been really really busy"

I heard another long shuffling sound "no, no, it's fine, I get it" he rushed out, his voice coming out too eager, making me furrow my brows, trying so hard to believe the words that left his mouth.

If there was one thing I knew, was the fact that when people said its fine and they understood, it probably meant it wasn't fine and maybe they didn't understand, but I didn't want to push it, this whole thing was still so new and overwhelming, I didn't want to seem to pushy or commanding or needy. "Alright..." The door to my office opened up and Matteo walked in, cutting me short "I'll call you later, I gotta go okay" I muttered

"Alright" he whispered back before ended the call, my eyes still on the screen, I didn't like how bland and plain our conversation went, but I didn't even know what to say to make it sound exciting and less plain. I sighed out, rubbing my temple, as Matteo plopped himself on the couch.

I didn't know if i was coming on too strong for Nate or if i was coming off as passive, i didn't want it to be boring and i didn't want it to be like i was rushing everything, when I myself was trying to figure out how to move with things.

With Scarlett and every other girl i'd met and was sexually attached with, it was just sex and nothing more, so there was no worry of rushing things, but now was very different. I wanted to work it out, to make it work with Nate, what I felt was much stronger than just a sexual pull.

And if we needed this to work, it had to be through communication, I didn't know what Nate want or was expecting from me and vice versa, not that i was expecting anything from Nate though, just being able to spend time with the young man was enough for me

I sighed out before pulling out my drawer and taking the pack of cigarette there and lighter, i pulled out a stick from the stacks in pack, and put it in between my lips, lighting it up, i took a long drag.

Everything was just overwhelming for me. I had the mafia to think of, mystery man, and now Nate. Not that I was complaining about being with Nate, if anything, being with Nate always calmed me down, but I didn't even know if I was doing things right with the young man.

Nate was a rather quiet and timid person, he hardly talked back, unless when he was really pissed off, I needed him to open up to me, to trust me completely, and i knew that was going to be hard for someone as closed off as Nate.

Hell even for me it was hard trusting someone and opening up. But i was willing to try, for Nate's sake, i would try my best to be as transparent as i could, seeing as i already have an idea that the young man wasn't really a fan of secrets between two people involved with each other.

I puffed out another huge smoke, Matteo's eyes were on me, watching me with keen interest. I just looked at him, raising my brows at him. "Trouble with Nate"? He asked me looking at me, I just sighed out and grounded my teeth. "What's wrong"? He asked again

I didn't know how to word it to him, and I didn't even know if it was a good idea, now he might seem very interested in helping or listening to me talk, but later on, the little rascal would tease me and joke about it.

"Am I coming off to strong"? I asked, watching as his brows furrowed together, looking quizzically at me, as if I was speaking in a foreign language "With Nate, am i coming off too strong"? I asked again, and his face loosened up

"Spade, you know I'm not really good with these things, i only tell you as much as I can piece together" he muttered, I sighed out understanding him. I know Matteo doesn't really do relationship, I don't know his reasons though, I just know I've never seen him with a woman before, not even for sexual pleasures like I used to have with Scarlett. "But I do know one thing" he added making me look at him "if what I walked in on a few days ago is you thinking you're coming off too strong, then I think you need to talk to him about it, ask him what he wants and how comfortable he feels doing stuff like that with you"

I sighed out, dropping the stick of cigarette on the small ash tray on my table. Thinking about what he just said, maybe that's what I'd do, but I had to first find time to see him, since the office incident Matteo was talking about, I hadn't seen him again, courtesy of work. "What's up with you"? I nudged my head towards Matteo "how's it going with the preparation for the auction, it's just a couple days away" I muttered and I watched his face go from calm to stressed, i know how much work and things like this eats his energy. I didn't like that I was dumping this on him but there was no other way.

"Well there isn't much to prepare for, I'd leave tomorrow evening...." He paused, as if there was something more he wanted to add, but he was holding back.

"Is something wrong"? I asked, he just sighed out, knowing I'd keep asking if he didn't tell me

"It's Stefano" he muttered, making me clench my jaw as I felt my cool spirit leave me, I didn't like that man one bit, I didn't like how he always carried himself, like he was the best there was in his field, maybe he was but he didn't have to always rub it in and make others feel less of what they did.

And that annoying smile he always had on, like he knew something no one else knows, I hated the fact that I agreed to him having Matteo by his side as his muscles like he called it, if not for desperate times, I never would have even allowed myself to have anything to do with him.

"What about him"? I asked, already knowing that whatever Matteo was about to say wouldn't sound good at all, anything about Stefano never sounded good to me And another thing I noticed was the tension in the air whenever Stefano and Matteo were in each other's presence. I didn't like the way he looked at Matteo, it felt like they had some kind of secret bond or connection that no one seems to get, but I knew Matteo hated his guts just as much as I did, maybe even more than I did.

"He wants to go to the auction" Matteo muttered, making my eyes to snap to his, meeting blue eyes, looking calm and soothing

"What do you mean he wants to go to the auction" ? I asked and Matteo just sighed out "you know the rules Matteo, it's an invite only event, and Stefano isn't really on the invite list, and I don't trust him one bit" I gritted out

"I know, and I don't trust him either, but he says according to the deal we had, I can't be away from him for long or even too far, and I can sit the auction out to babysit him" Matteo made a face at his last words "the only other way is for him to be with me"

I sighed out, already feeling a throbbing in my head, can my day just get any better and stop going downhill, at this rate I would lose my mind before I even get to 30. "You're gonna keep an eye on him"? I asked and Matteo nodded

"I won't let him leave my sight for one second" he explained and I just nodded, as much as I hated that, I couldn't do anything about it. I'd have to suck it up for now

I looked at my wrist watch and it was almost past five, I sighed out, looking at the table, I wasn't really doing much and it seemed as if things were smooth today, knowing all I did about Frederick, and having being rest assured that Matteo would handle the auction, I think it's safe to say I can go home, the club and the mafia can survive without me for a day.

I need to have a long talk with Nate, we still needed to establish a lot of things between ourselves.

I got up, picking up my jacket, I would head home first and shower getting a change of clothes, that would give me enough time to get to Nate's place in time with him.

Matteo's was watching me quizzically as I put on my jacket and picked up my keys and phone "Where're you going"? He asked

"Home, I don't really have much doing here anyway, if there's anything call me, or have Bernie do it" I told him, he nodded before I headed out of my office.

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