Spade couldn't understand why Nate had suddenly gone pale and shifty after he got off the phone with his father. He'd agreed to drive him to his apartment, but Nate made him wait for him in the car.

He wondered why Greg had suddenly want to meet Nate, at this ungodly hour and that too at Nate's apartment. And he still couldn't get over the way Nate had suddenly gone quiet throughout their drive here, he'd try to make conversation with him but Nate just seemed zoned out for the most of it, it was like when they'd just met, but now it was worse, because he wasn't the reason Nate was quiet

Now that he was thinking of it, maybe he was never the reason Nate was always quiet, he just didn't look closely or he was just paranoid.

He sighed out, looking out of his car towards Nate's apartment building, he had been gone for almost 30 minutes, what exactly were they talking about that took so long. He scratched his beards.

The way Nate was acting reminded him of someone, he knew someone that always acted like that, and only one reason why the person was like that, their reason can't possibly be the same as why Nate was acting like this.

He knew Greg was so many things, but he couldn't for the life of him think the man could possibly be abusing his own son, of course he's just paranoid, nothing like that was happening, Nate would have told him.

Yeah right, you remember you used to always threaten to kill him?

His subconscious mocked him, but that time had long passed, they were together now and Nate had promised to always talk to him, and he didn't think Nate would want to keep something like this from him.

Just then the double doors opened up and Nate walked out, with Greg following right behind him, he clenched his jaw when he saw the older man, he hated Greg with everything in him.

The man had ruined a lot of things for his family, and the fact that his father never found out was another huge anger for him. Why did he have to be the father of the man Spade liked

He knew he had agreed to marry the man's daughter before, but that was quite different, he had a motive behind that, something he still hasn't told Nate yet.

He didn't even know if he could tell Nate now, what if Nate decided he didn't want to be with him after hearing it Even Matteo never really knew the real reason he had wanted that marriage alliance in the first place.

He saw Greg say something to Nate before he let the young man go, he watched Nate walk towards his car, he opened the car door and entered, still not saying anything to Spade.

"What did he want"? Spade asked and Nate just shrugged, his face still looked blank and pale, like he heard something he shouldn't have

"Nothing much, he just said he was in the area and wanted to check up on me" Nate muttered, Spade already knew he was lying because that may have been why Greg came but he knew it wasn't the only reason.

But why was Nate lying to him, he could easily go check the footage from Matteo's penthouse, but he wanted to hear it from Nate himself, he didn't want it to look like he was abusing the small power he had over Nate or the likeness the young man had shown him.

He just looked at Nate for a good few seconds before he drove out of the area, heading back to his own house. He stole glances at Nate once in a while, he could visibly see the tension around Nate, and he could feel it in the car too. Just what did Greg tell Nate?

Nate on the other hand was feeling very nervous and tensed up, he'd been feeling like that since he received that call from his father.

He was beginning to feel very comfortable with Spade that he had forgotten he still had someone like his father in his life, and tonight was a reminder that the man would never actually let him have a little peace and quiet.

He remembered his father's words when they both came down and he saw that it was in fact Spade that had dropped him off

"So you're sucking his dick now? You're a fucking disgrace, I should have killed you the day you were born" he had sneered down on Nate

He flinched just thinking about it He never told his father that he was with Spade in any way, the man just said that out of spite, but it still hurt knowing that if his father ever actually found out the truth, he'd hate him just as much.

Imagine if his father ever found out about what that other man did to him. His father didn't really say anything else to him about Spade, thank God for that, because he didn't really know what he would say to his father about Spade.

Afterall the man had wanted to get married to his sister a few months ago and now they were dating. He still didn't know why Spade had gone that far to get married to his sister. If she didn't run away, Spade would have gone ahead with the marriage, would that have meant they wouldn't be together now?

He shifted in his seat, he was well aware of the concerning gaze Spade kept giving him, and he didn't know if he should say something. He lied when he told Spade his father had come to check on him, his father never checks on him.

His father had only come to remind him how much of a failure and pathetic son he was, that was all he ever got from the man, insults and beatings, at least he didn't put his hand on him today, because he wouldn't know what to tell Spade if his father had hit him and left a mark.

He didn't even know why his father made it a point to remind him how much he hated him everytime he got the chance. The man could easily just forget about him and he'd be happy, but no his father wasn't someone to just let go, he made sure to make Nate's life a living hell.

He just wanted peace, a long lasting peace. Not the one he'd been having with Spade the past few days, he wanted to be rest assured there was no one like his father lurking around to make him feel worthless.

Nate's father had always found pleasure in picking on him, but it became worse after his mother had died, his father blamed him for it because he was the only one at the scene of her death and he didn't have a good enough explanation for how his mother died.

Of course he couldn't tell his father that his scary friend that always visited them, had stabbed his mother, he could still remember that day very well, and sometimes he thinks his father is right.

Because if he wasn't there that day, then maybe his mother would still be alive, she came to save him and that man killed her.

He didn't even realize they had reached Spade's house until the man called his name, he turned to look at Spade, they both stepped out of the car and he was quick to go inside the house

He didn't even know how he was feeling right now, he was sad for himself, mad at his father and mad at life for giving him this kind of father and life

Spade kept watching Nate, he could see the way his face kept shifting, changing from one emotion to another. He saw how he was quick to rush inside the house. "Are you okay"? He asked placing his hand on Nate's shoulder, he saw the way Nate flinched a bit, making him frown a bit, this hadn't happened since they started going out, why now?

Nate sighed out, not looking at Spade "I'm fine" he whispered, lying again to Spade "I'm going to bed" he muttered before he walked away from Spade and headed to the bedroom.

Spade just stood there watching him walk away from him. Nate was fine before he got that fucking call, and now he just seemed different, down and acting all weird.

Spade chewed on his inner cheek, his mind suddenly going through so many scenarios, what the hell did Greg want with Nate, and why did their meeting make Nate so disorganized after meeting with his father.

He didn't want to think about it but what if Nate wasn't as innocent as he looked, yes Stefano had said he was clueless but maybe that was what Nate wanted everybody to see. He didn't want to consider the possibility that Nate was working with Greg against him.

He shut his eyes and gritted his teeth, shaking his head, he dropped his keys on the table and walked towards the bedroom, the time was past 10.

He walked into the room to find Nate already on the bed, through his posture, Spade could tell he wasn't asleep, he wasn't relaxed and he had his back to the door, sleeping on the left side of the bed, leaving a huge space in front, possibly for Spade.

He sighed out as his mind once again started swirling with doubts, it's not as if he didn't want to trust Nate, but Nate wasn't making it easy for him by lying. If indeed he was clueless to his father's schemes like Stefano said, then why couldn't he just tell Spade what his father had told him.

He knew it wasn't just to check up on him, Greg didn't strike him like someone who did sentimental shit like that, and even if he did, the tension around him and Nate whenever they were together was proof enough that with Nate he didn't do sentimental shit like that

Spade kept staring at Nate, seeing the way his whole body rose and fell with each breath he took. He hated having doubts like this about someone, not just anyone, someone he was involved with, all of this was just so annoying.

He really didn't want to believe that he was being used by Nate, he genuinely liked the young man, and if he was indeed playing Spade, he didn't know what he would do.

He sighed out and decided to go to bed, he pulled off his tank top, leaving him in just his sweatpants, he strolled to the bed and gently sat at the edge, before placing his legs on it and lying down. He didn't know if Nate would appreciate him cuddling him, but he needed the comfort, the reassurance that he could at least trust Nate a little bit.

Something to get this doubt out of his head, he shifted closer to Nate as he draped his hands around Nate's waist, pulling him closer, his hand rested on Nate's arms.

He nestled his head in the crook of Nate's neck, he felt him tense before he slowly relaxed, Spade couldn't help but take a deep breath, inhaling his own scent mixed with Nate's, it felt like Bliss and it smelt even better.

He started leaving small pecks on Nate's neck and his arm, he could see Nate's long lashes, showing his eyes were wide open and he wasn't asleep. This was peaceful enough for him, he didn't want to leave this place. Staying like this, he shook his head, shutting out the voice of mistrust that was telling him Nate was using him.

Nate felt every kiss Spade left on his neck, he wanted to react to it, to turn around and wrap his hand around Spade, to run his hands through the man hair but he didn't have the strength to.

He just wanted to lay down and sleep, he didn't think he had it in him to do anything romantic or intimate with Spade, he sighed out and moved one of his hand from under Spade's hand around his waist, he placed it on Spade's hand

Feeling the way Spade breathed down his neck, warm and soft, somehow this kind of made him forget about his father, but deep down he still knew the man was lurking around somewhere waiting to remind him how much of a piece of shit he was.

And this peace was only another reminder that his father would never accept him for who he was Even without being sure that he was with Spade, his father had called him pathetic again It has always been like that, whenever he chose to do something asides what his father approved of, or wanted him to do he would talk down on Nate.

When his father had tried to mould him into becoming this man that would run dangerous errands and associates with dangerous people, he had refused, always running away, until his father gave up and stopped, for months he took his anger out on Nate, but that didn't make Nate to give in, actually he couldn't even if he wanted to, he just wasn't made for that life.

He let out a deep breath, his mind coming back to reality and feeling the soft kisses Spade left on the nape of his neck. He closed his eyes, hoping he'd be able to sleep with Spade holding on to him.

Awww

Next chapter night be Stefano and Matteo, idk 😩😁😁