After a long and tiring day at work, he was finally home. He let out a deep sigh of relief as he stepped into his apartment, taking off his suit jacket, he flung it on the couch and slumped on it heavily.

He was exhausted beyond measures, he looked at his wristwatch and it was only 7:30pm, he still had an hour plus before the meeting he had.

He closed his eyes for a minute to take a quick nap, his mind drifted to the supposed meeting he had tonight, usually his father always deal with things like this, because according to him, Nate was too much of a coward to handle it without screwing it up.

Why the sudden change of heart? Did his father suddenly think he was brave enough to handle it? And why at Lust? Of all places his father had to go choose Lust, the one place he didn't want to be in.

He had been thinking about it all day. Was the meeting with Spade? No he doubt his father will entrust such kind of tasks to him, Spade is dangerous and very important, if it was him then his father would have handled it himself.

Speaking of Spade, he hadn't seen him ever since he threatened to kill him if he didn't stay out of his way, Which has been over two weeks now. He was somehow hoping his sudden radio silence would morph into him losing interest in the marriage, but knowing men like Spade, that unlikely to happen.

And for some odd reason, a part of him was relieved it was someone like Spade, not that he's any better than any other choice his father would have made, but worse comes to worse, he can be reasoned with. Or so he thinks.

His phone starts ringing jolting him out of his half slumber, he springs up and takes his jacket, bringing out his phone, the caller ID indicated his father was the one calling. He sighed out before answering it.

"Nate" his gruff voice came on the moment he answered the phone

"Hi Dad" he muttered

"Where the hell are you"? He asked gruffly and Nate just sighed out running his hands through his hair

"I just got home from work" he muttered

"Plans have changed, the person you're meeting will be there in less than an hour, so you better hurry and meet them there" his father ordered, he looked at his wrist watch and it was almost 8pm, he had less than thirty minutes to get ready.

He let out a deep breath "okay father" he muttered before hearing the beep sound and the line went dead. He withdrew the phone from his ear and looked at the blank screen.

When is he ever gonna be free from this man and the baggage he carries? Truth be told he was tired, tired of always taking order, never having a choice or an opinion.

He grabbed his suit jacket and trudged inside the bedroom slowly, he threw the jacket on the bed, his eyes lingering on the bed a second longer, how he so badly wanted to sleep, he could feel his eyes swollen and very tired but he couldn't sleep, not just yet.

He slowly unbuttons his shirt and takes off his trousers before walking into the bathroom for a quick shower.

No soap needed, he was already behind schedule, and if he got there late, he knew what his father would do. The man was a monster.

The semi warm water his his skin and he just stood under it, letting it fall, unmoving. His hair was wet and sticking to his forehead, the water was blinding his vision. He wiped it off and turned off the shower, stepping out of it he reached for the small towel on the rack and used it to clean his face and hair, leaving the rest of his body slightly wet and dripping.

He stepped out of the bathroom, completely naked, with only the small towel in his hands, his body was still dripping with water as he tried to dry it off too.

Unknown to him, someone had been watching him, since he stepped foot into his apartment, even down to when he entered the bathroom. The blonde's mouth was hanging open as he watched Nate step out of the bathroom, butt ass naked, his eyes trailed over his body, sure he was not really bulky, neither did he have muscles like most guys his age, but his body was perfect, spotless and.... beautiful, his pale skin brighter with water on it. His eyes moved further down as he swallowed, seeing his perfect V line, specs of hair adorned his lower abdomen.

His eyes was almost on his member when he cleared his throat and looked away from the screen scratching the back of his head.

"Okay that's enough" he muttered feeling his neck heat up.

Nate opened his closet and scanned through the layers of clothes hanging from the top, running his hands through each clothes, he stopped at a blue buttoned up shirt, but he shook his head and moved.

This wasn't a casual meeting, it was business so he had to look the part, he was already a disappointment enough for his father, going to this meeting looking shabby and casual would only make it worse.

He went for a suit instead, a blue suit, white buttoned up shirt and blue pants, no tie needed, he hated them anyways.

Now that his back was to the camera, the blonde could finally look at the screen, not that he was clothed, but now only his butt was visible to the hidden camera in his room

The whole apartment had been rigged with CCTV camera, courtesy of Spade. Well the blonde did all the work, on Spade's order.

He couldn't help but let his eyes, rest on Nate's bare butt, it was round, just as pale as the rest of his body, the muscles there flexed more than the rest of his body, making it budge out slightly.

The blonde sighed out, and watched as Nate put on his pants and shirt, he was finally going somewhere else, other than work, but the kind of clothes he was putting on didn't scream fun place, but the blonde would take his chances.

He put down the coffee cup and took his trench coat, putting it on, he picked his phone, keys and gun.

Tucking the gun safely away at the back of his pants, he took one last look at the screen of the laptop, Nate had already almost finished dressing up, so he walked out of the penthouse, entering into the elevator, he looked at the time and calculated that it'll take Nate approximately 3 minutes to get to the elevator.

He purposely pressed the button for Nate's floor and exactly 3 minutes and the elevator dinged opening up, just on time Nate was standing on the other side, he looked a bit nervous, without noticing the Blonde in the elevator again, he stepped in and pressed the floor button.

He took in a deep breath and looked himself over again, adjusting his shirt and wrist of the suit, he was nervous, not just because of the meeting but the location at which the meeting was taking place.

There was a high chance he'd stumble upon Spade tonight, that thought made his heart rate spike, and his palms getting sweaty, he quickly shoved his hands into his pocket.

The blonde's eyes raked through his body, his mind going back to the naked image of Nate he saw earlier on, he quickly shook his head and scrunched his brows, what the fuck is he thinking?

"Didn't think people went to work this late" the blonde muttered gesturing to Nate's clothes, and his eyes moved to the blonde man and he chuckled nervously.

"Oh no, I'm not going to work, well not exactly, a last minute emergency" he muttered and the blonde just nodded

"Do you always work"? He asked watching Nate, he was silent for a second, as if thinking of what to say before his gaze landed back on the blonde

"Not exactly" he muttered pausing for a while, thinking if it was a good idea to tell this stranger anything at all about him, but it wouldn't hurt to talk to someone, even if he was a total stranger "Just something I have to do for my father" he muttered and the blonde just nodded

"You must be pretty close then"? He pressed watching as Nate's face changed from calm to a bit of sadness and regret before quickly covered it with a smile

"Not exactly, it's more like I have no choice" he muttered and the elevator grew silent again. Each man in his own thoughts.

Nate thinking hard about his life from when he was little, till this moment, always trying to please his father but the man never saw anything good in what he did.

The blonde reflecting on what Nate just told him, having no choice. He had never had to worry about that, even working for Spade, he always had a choice, even an opinion, what would it be like to not have a choice.

Nate sighed out and looked at him, only now realizing that it was the same man from this morning, he recognized the trench coat "Do you live here"? He asked and the blonde turned to look at him, before passing him a small smile

"You can say that" he muttered and Nate just nodded

The elevator dinged and opened up and both men stepped out, Nate smiled and looked at the blonde before stretching his hands out "I'm Nate" he muttered and the blonde looked at his hand before gripping it tight and smiling.

"Matteo" he muttered and let go off his hand.

"I'll see around Matteo, I gotta go, running late" he chuckled pointing to his wrist watch and the blonde nodded giving him a mock salut watching him walk out of the building.

He would follow him, to see just where he was going and what he was going to do there.

Nate smiled as he thought of the blonde stranger he just had a conversation with, his name sounded Italian but he didn't have their accent. And neither did he look like one, actually Nate noticed he looked... beautiful.

He got into his car and drove away, time was not on his side any longer. Hopefully he gets to the club before the person he was meeting gets there.

Matteo got into his own car and followed Nate's car from afar, not too close to be noticed and not too far to lose sight of him.

Whoever he was meeting tonight would finally answer the question Spade had been so eager to know, was he a threat or not? But he still didn't seem like a threat to Matteo, more like a lost puppy, with those dark, dull brown eyes and perfect lips.

He sighed out and shook his head to clear them of such thoughts. He was on a mission here and not to fantasize about his target. But he couldn't deny that a naked Nate was a sight for sore eyes.

He scrunched his brows as Nate took a familiar turn, one he knew all too well The club

Nate was headed towards the club, that's where he's meeting whoever he's meeting Matteo sighed out and drove faster so as to catch up with him.

He watched him park his car in front of the busy club, hiding in plane sight, he watched Nate come out of his car and walk into the club.

He took one last look at the neon sign, letting out a deep breath he fixed his suit before walking inside the club. Praying he doesn't cross paths with Spade, but something deep inside hoping he does.

The moment he stepped inside the club, the strong smell of alcohol hit his nose, he looked around and saw a lot of people, dancing, rocking their bodies against each other, sweat mixing together and cheers all around the dancefloor.

He scrunched his nose up as he watched men sitting on different tables on one side of the huge room, with different girls almost half naked on their laps.

The music was so loud, he could barely even hear his own heart beat, and his heart was beating damn fast, his palms had gotten completely slippery and he felt faint, he always hated loud places, especially with a lot of people like this.

His eyes darted around the room, hoping the person he'd come to meet would show up soon, he walked towards the bar and situated himself on one of the twirling seats. He felt like every eye in the club was on him, he kept looking from side to side, not paying attention to the lady in front of him. Until she cleared her throat.

"Back again so soon, should I tell the boss you're here"? She asked giving him a flirty smile, his mouth hung open, he recognized her from the last time he came here, she was the one at the bar that day.

"Who"? He asked scrunching his brows and she chuckled

"Mr DeVille, you're here to see him right"? She asked and he quickly shook his head clearing his throat

"Uh... No no, not exactly" he muttered looking behind him, his father said whoever was meeting him here would recognize him, the person better be fast.

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