He groaned as he tried to raise his head up, it felt very heavy as he could barely lift it on his own. His vision was hazy, everything looked and felt foggy like a huge cloud of dust and fog was covering his eyes.

His head kept lolling back and forth as he tried to keep it steady, the whole room was spinning, as if he was sitting on a ferris wheel and someone was pushing him, but this felt much more intense and worse, his head was heavy and light at the same time.

He kept narrowing and squinting his eyes trying to make out the silhouette in front of him but it was of no use because the more he tried, the more the image blurred and looked thin like a stripper's dancing pole.

He groaned and let his head fall forward, trying to move his hand up and rub his eyes, he couldn't, they felt like they'd been restrained, and they stung around the wrist area.

He shut his eyes countless times, blinking hard, before his vision started to clear and he could see white around his wrist, tho it still looked blurry, but at least now he could differentiate between white and the pitch black blur he'd been seeing since his eyes opened.

He managed to raise his head up again, the silhouette still looked blurry but it was no longer looking like a stripper's pole, he could see the head now, and the two arms and legs, but it was still blurry, he groaned again, feeling the parchness of his throat.

"That took longer than I expected" a voice spoke, he kept looking and narrowing his eyes before he realized the voice belonged to the silhouette, he groaned trying to look around the strange place he was in, it felt really cold, he could feel the chills on his toes.

He looked ahead and slowly his vision was getting clearer and he realized he was in some kind of abandoned building, his gaze shifted back to the silhouette and it was much clearer now, he could actually see his face much more than he did before.

Dark, shoulder length, silk hair, semi hazel, black eyes, it felt like he was putting on contact lenses, as they looked artificial, slight stubble on his chin, pink lips that felt like they were calling to him, he swallowed as he drank in every detail of the man in front of him. Square, sharp perfect shoulders, the black buttoned up shirt he was putting on made everything so difficult to ignore, and his black slacks too.

His shirt was folded halfway up his arm, with his hands shoved into his pants pocket, the muscle on his arm flexed, showing a tiny piece of tattooing lost somewhere inside his sleeves making Matteo to part his lips slightly, before his eyes finally moved up and landed on his eyes.

Hazel eyes meeting sea blue ones, He was already staring at him, and not just that, he had a lopsided grin on his face, making Matteo quickly clear his throat and look away, he could feel his ears burn in embarrassment that he'd been caught moping at the very attractive man in front of him.

"Matteo" the man's husky voice bounced off the walls of the place, stealing his attention yet again as his eyes slowly moved towards him "The legendary infamous right hand man to the devil himself" he muttered with a slight tease in his voice, making Matteo to clench his jaw and look at him hard, but he was neither intimidated nor bothered by the glare he was sending him. He smacked his lips moving away from where he stood as he took a step forward. "You know, it's an honor to finally meet you, I mean I've seen you around a couple of times but you were always looking so uptight and around Spade, so I never got a chance to come have a conversation with you" he muttered as if that was the most normal thing he could say. As if sensing Matteo was shocked at his behavior, he quickly added "Yeah I'm a huge fan of your work, I must say, I'm really impressed" he added quickly making Matteo roll his eyes and look away.

He took another step closer to Matteo's chair and stopped as if thinking of his next words, he sighed out. "You know, from what I've heard, you're just as ruthless as Spade, if not more than him. You're like the devil's spawn" he muttered putting his hands on his chin as if thinking "no you're not like the devil's spawn, Spade is the devil and you work for him, that makes you the devil's spawn, literally" he quickly added his hazel eyes staring deeply into Matteo's blue ones, watching his every move, Matteo could see how each and every visible muscle in his body flexed. As much as he tried to ignore it, he couldn't

"Where is this place"? He growled out, glaring hard at the man in front of him, and he just looked around twisting his lips before smacking them together.

"It belongs to a friend, this was the closest I could find, last minute favour, no offense but you're quite heavy, I could'nt drag your ass back to my place, not that I didn't think about it, I mean I only take people to my house after the second date but with you I could make the exception" he rushed out smiling mischievously at Matteo.

The blonde in front of him just rolled his eyes, trying to ignore how hot the last comment made him. "You know for someone with a ruthless reputation like yours, you talk too much" he gritted out making the man in front of him gasp out in shock, before sighing out. His shoulders slump in defeat and somewhat sadness, Matteo could already feel like he had gone too far, he was starting to feel guilty until the man in front of him spoke up again.

"For someone with a ruthless reputation like yours, you're quite sloppy" he muttered his jaw clenched as his eyes move from the excited ones a few seconds ago to dark, almost pitch black eyes.

Matteo almost swallowed, almost as he felt his heart skip a beat, not out of fear but of something else, strange and a bit chilling.

"You jumped me, it wasn't exactly a fair fight, it wasn't even a fight, it was a sneak attack, a cheap shot" he growled out and Stefano just scoffed before shoving both hands in his pockets again, Matteo not missing a single beat of the action.

"You were sneaking up on me, I only returned the favor" he muttered lowly and Matteo just clenched his jaw shutting his eyes, before opening them back and looking straight into the eyes of the man in front of him.

"What do you want"? He asked gritting his teeth

"I have a feeling you already know what I want"

Matteo scoffed and looked away "If you think I'm going to give you information about Spade and anything that involves him, you're way in over your head" he muttered and the man just smiled before walking around in circles, then stopping again in the middle of the room

"You really underestimate me Matteo, what do you think I am"? He asked his voice a bit sharp and edgy "I'm not like you or Spade, I don't go around torturing people for things I already have answers to" he muttered making Matteo scrunch his brows up in confusion and question. "I already know why you're here and why you've been following me for the past 24 hours" he added taking Matteo by surprise as his eyes widen a bit. "What? You think I didn't notice you've been tailing me for the past 24 hours now? I'm not stupid Matteo" he muttered

"Then why am I here? Are you gonna kill me"? He asked already dreading the answer the man in front of him was gonna give.

He leaned forward making sure he was only a few inches away from Matteo, his lips tilted up in a smirk. "No, I'm not gonna kill you Teo" he whispered his breath almost fanning Matteo's face "on the contrary, I'm gonna let you go" he whispered watching as Matteo's eyes moved between his own. "You're gonna do something for me Matteo" he muttered before leaning away from his face, the blonde just scoffed looking away from the man in front of him

"You better kill me now because I'm not gonna be doing anything for you" he muttered making Stefano chuckle lightly, the sound vibrating through the dark empty room, sending a strange chilling sensation down Matteo's body.

"Yes you are" he muttered before strolling away from Matteo and headed towards the door, before opening it and walking out.

Matteo heaved a heavy sigh before letting his head drop and his mind drifted to what Stefano had just told him.

What exactly does Stefano want from him, people like him don't usually do things for free and when they do ask for something in return, it's always something impossible to give.

******

He sighed out heavily as he rubbed his temple with his index finger, his head was aching with so many thoughts, it felt like a million things were running through his mind all at once but the truth was, only one thing was going through his mind and he was fighting tooth and nail to distract himself from thinking about it.

He tried to focus back on the piece of paper in front of him, reading it and not understanding anything, the words were mixing with each other, he shut his eyes and opened them again

It had been like this since he left Nate's office about three days ago. His mind has been a total pool of mess, nothing seemed to be understandable for him, he had been less productive because his mind keeps trying to think about that day and that night in his shower.

The same night he realized he was getting sexually excited and aroused by the mere thoughts of another man, which felt so weird and borderline unexpected.

He hasn't been able to shake off that feeling, each time his mind goes back to what happened in Nate's office and the reaction he got after, he always feels himself slipping back into that euphoria, that fantasy world, that crazy imaginations and slowly but surely he starts getting aroused.

The mere image of deep brown eyes, pink perfect lips and how they always look when his tongue grazes them, the way he smells and the way his eyes darts around the room with uncertainty, those deep dark almost brown unruly curls and how it would feel to run his hands through them and untangle them.

His fingers twitched and then he felt the not so little guy between his legs start to move on it's own, making him let out a low groan as he tried to adjust himself on the chair, maybe he didn't sit very well, hence the tightness in his pants.

But deep down he knew this has nothing to do with sitting down properly, as images of Nate pressed against the wall, with his back to Spade's chest invaded his mind again, he could almost feel his breath coming out in short gasps, as if it was happening again, but this time, Nate is pressed against his desk, as his eyes move to his table in front of him, he swallowed hard and felt the tightness in between his legs increase, making him super uncomfortable.

He quickly shook his head and looked back at the paper in front of him but he couldn't get his mind to focus again. His mind was suddenly divided in so many places all at once, trying to focus on the paper in front of him, trying to distract himself from the strain in his pants and trying so hard not to look at his table and see Nate pressed against it.

Nate He sighed out and shut his eyes, opening them again, he tried to read through the first line on the piece of paper in front of him, and the first words were Nate, he scrunched his brows and kept on reading, but each word suddenly morphed into one word, from top to bottom of the paper, the only word he could read there was Nate.

His eyes suddenly felt dizzy and heavy, his vision was suddenly hazy and he felt like he was in some kind of spiral world where everything was spinning and meshing together.

He suddenly dropped the piece of paper with haste as if it was burning his hands, as he shut his eyes tightly, sighing out he shook his head and looked down at the strain and obvious bulge in his pants.

He needed to ease off his nerves, something to get his mind off Nate and whatever this crazy phase or whatever it was he was feeling. Something to distract his mind from swaying to those deep brown eyes that has been haunting his mind for days now.

He stood up abruptly and walked out of his office, heading straight for where the loud music was coming from, the closer he got the more loud and obvious the music became, it was making everything worse for him as he could barely even focus on his own heart beat.

He walked down the small flight of stairs and came face to face with a very loud and busy floor, with neon lights circulating the place, making it less obvious to recognize anyone. His sharp gaze darted around the room, watching people dance away like they had zero worries, men, women and young girls, probably underaged who had to bribe someone to get into the club. That wasn't his business tho, he was looking for one person and one person alone, as his eyes raked through the crowd of people, finally stopping at the bar counter.

Being a full night, the bar had three servers there, two being girls and a guy. He only needed one of the girls as his eyes landed on her, she was dressed almost half naked as usual, her mouth moved as she chewed on something obviously gum, the neon lights made her make up less annoying to look at.

Watching her flirt with a customer, he wanted to just turn around and head back to his office, but his eyes moved back to the budge in his pants and he groaned out before taking long strides towards the bar counter.

The other two servers noticed him and quickly their faces showed fear as they bowed in respect, he just walked past them and stopped in front of the one he needed. He had never had to ask her for sex, not since she started work for him, she was always the one that initiated it.

But now the tables have turned, he needed this, more than he ever thought he would. He needed something to erase whatever crazy infatuation or whatever he was feeling at the moment. It'll never happen and the only way to make sure of that, is to distract himself.

She noticed him standing and quickly the smile on her face for the man sitting in front of her faded, as she quickly composed herself, facing the emotionless face in front of her, jawline sharp as a blade, eyes soulless like that darkest of night, and body stiff like a god.

The customer sitting there suddenly looked up and his whole face turned pale as he recognized the man in front of him. He suddenly got up and scrambled away from there as he almost missed a step

Spade narrowed his eyes at her still trying to figure out if this was necessary, could he some how control this craziness without doing this or was he even feeling this way in the first place because it had been a while he got a release.

"Follow me" was all he said before turning around and walking away, not once looking back to see if she followed him or not.

Damn, Spade's getting hard because of Nate 😩😩

God I'm so enjoying this 😁😁