Spade could already feel his heartbeat getting faster and louder and his hands were beginning to twitch on his side, he quickly fisted both of them and clenched his jaw, his eyes never leaving Nate.

At a time like this he really wished he hadn't mastered the art of looking someone dead in the eyes without blinking or looking away, because right now he so badly wanted to look away from Nate, anything to make his attention and eyes shift from Nate, he'd gladly take it, but he couldn't.

And Nate was looking at him with the same intensity, his brown orbs swirling with uncertainty as always and his lips slightly parting as he gasped out upon seeing Spade.

The whole room had suddenly gone quiet, it was as if no one else was present, just the two of them as they both stared at each other, with different thoughts in their head.

Nate was the first to look away, as he looked around the room nervously, willing himself not to look at Spade again, because this time, he might not have the will power to look away. It was as if Spade had some how glued his eyes on him.

The younger man quickly tried to distract himself with something, while Spade still watched him, suddenly hating the fact that Nate had looked away, why did he look away? He clenched his jaw and finally did the same, before his eyes landed on the other men in the room

"Shall we begin"? He grunted out hearing small whispers of agreement before he sat down on the only vacant seat in the room, letting his eyes rest on Nate again, but this time, Nate was not looking at him or even paying him any attention.

The meeting progressed with Spade's eyes still on Nate, all he could really do at the moment was look at him, watch and observe him. Thoughts of what had happened in his office two nights ago surfacing in his mind.

The mere fact that the thoughts of the person sitting across from him on the table had made him cum, it was something to be worried about but instead he was not worried at the moment, he was more curious.

Trying to find what exactly was the reason why he'd think of Nate in a sexual way, why he got excited whenever thoughts of Nate or images of Nate sprung up in his mind. There was nothing special about him, he was as regular as most people Spade knew.

Nate's tongue suddenly slowly pulled out of his mouth and ran along his lips, as he watched the men talk and talk, everyone trying to pitch themselves the more.

This action didn't go unnoticed by Spade as he felt his hands twitch resulting in him clenching it tightly, he needed every self restraint he could muster up right now, this was definitely not the time to be fantasizing about Nate.

He forced his eyes away from Nate as he tried to focus back on whatever they were discussing, but even with him trying to distract himself from the man across from him, it was almost impossible as his mind kept going round in circles, thinking about him.

Never in his life did he ever imagine that he'd be attracted to a man, not once in his 29 years of living. This was all so strange to him, the sweet sensation that drew all the blood in between his legs, the way every single cell in his body tingled whenever Nate was involved and the way it felt so fucking awesome when he came to thoughts about Nate.

All that was strange for him, not that he'd never felt that way sexually for anyone before but that was different, it was with a woman and not a man. A woman could make him feel like that and he won't even be bothered because it was normal, but a man making him feel like that was beyond scary.

He had tried to get it off his mind, to stop himself from thinking about it like this, but the harder he tried, the more intense the feeling got. The more he tried not to think about it, the more his body burned with an unfamiliar craving for whatever it was he wanted from Nate.

He didn't even know what he wanted from Nate. This wasn't like what he had with Scarlett, this was way different. With Scarlett, it was much easier, he wanted sex, some form of release from pent up stress and work.

But with Nate it's not like that, yes he felt all the sweet and strange sensation, the hair standing, the fingers twitching, the body aching, the tightness in his pants But that didn't make it okay to just admit to himself that he wanted sex with Nate, and it certainly didn't make it right.

He's not gay, so why the hell would he even be thinking about something like that? Why the hell was his mind messing with him, playing tricks on him and mocking him.

"It's time Mr DeVille" he almost didn't hear the voice, he sighed out and looked around, all eyes were on him, including a pair of brown, honey like consuming eyes. He swallowed discreetly, trying not to show that he was Infact lost in whatever he was thinking that he barely got what they were talking about. "It's time to take a vote on who's getting the contract and since you're the biggest shareholder, we were hoping you'd make the first vote" one of the men on his side of the table explained, and he just sighed out and let his eyes trail from his side down to the other side, looking and scrutinizing each man with his gaze, until they finally landed on the one person who's very presence in this room threatened everything Spade has stood for all his life, although his gaze was unwavering, stoic and sharp, his inside were in a crisis of their own. He was a mess.

"My vote..." He muttered pausing a bit as he held Nate's gaze, hoping to find something, anything that would tell him he wasn't the only one with this crazy yearning and craving for what could possibly never happen, but all that greeted him was brooding, consuming, lost brown orbs, staring right back at him "....goes to Miller enterprises" he finished still not looking away, he could hear the whispers from around him, maybe of disagreement, but that was the least of his worries right now.

The only thing that mattered to him was the reaction from the man sitting across from him in the room, he kept looking at him, waiting to see any form of reaction from him asides the look of surprise in his eyes but he saw nothing

Being the one with the highest shares in the hotel, his vote was equivalent to two votes from regular shareholders, so technically Nate already had two votes on his side, which definitely was a surprise to him.

He watched Spade all the while thinking what was he playing at? Is this some sort of secret bribe to him for the offer he gave about five days ago In his office? Why was he suddenly helping him out, that too without even him asking for it.

Ever since their little tussle in his office, Nate hadn't seen him again except for today. He was beginning to think Spade had forgotten about him, which would have been a relief and somewhat weird as Spade didn't seem like someone that could easily forget about someone like that.

With his ears still listening to the other men talking in the room, he heard clearly that out of the remaining four shareholders, two more voted in his favor, making him have a total of three votes, without even being said, he knew he had won the contract.

But he wasn't even half as excited as he should be, Instead he was curious and on edge. Would Spade demand something from him after doing this? He didn't wanna owe Spade anything, but with this contract as his, and with Spade helping him get it, he definitely was already in Spade's debt.

"Congratulations Mr Miller" one of the men that was also gunning for the contract muttered close to his ears, and he just looked at him before nodding curtly and looking back at Spade. This didn't feel like the kind of congratulation he wanted.

He felt weird an awkward, like he'd stolen the contract. Like he didn't deserve it, Spade had only given it to him to prove a point. It definitely didn't feel like a win for him, it was too easy.

All the men in the room got up and all shook hands one after the other, most of them congratulating Nate, but he avoided Spade at all cost, only shaking hands with the others and muttering a few 'thank you' their way.

Without wasting much time, he soon left the conference room and headed straight towards the lobby of the hotel, home was his next and final destination for the day.

His steps were brisk and fast as he strolled through the lobby, almost past the receptionist desk when he felt heavy footsteps behind him, he felt the air around him shift as it got even more cooler than it was initially.

The hair on the back of his neck stood up and the familiar cologne invaded his nose, he was so badly trying to avoid having any conversation with Spade but he didn't think Spade wanted that to happen.

"You don't think I'm just gonna let you off the hook that easy"? His deep, velvety but low voice made Nate stop in his tracks as he slowly but surely turned around to face that man he'd been avoiding.

He came face to face with a hard clenched jaw, piercing grey eyes, beautiful beared face and perfectly combed hair. He sighed out and looked around, the lobby was almost empty as the hotel wasn't really busy, there were only a few people in the lobby, including some of the men from the meeting already exiting the hotel.

"What do you want"? He whispered, looking at Spade straight in the eye

"You know what I want" he muttered his eyes leaving Nate's face and landing on his lips, his words had a double meaning but only he could understand what the second meaning was, how much he so badly wanted to run his thumb across those pink, small lips. He swallowed and quickly looked back up at Nate's eyes, clenching his fists tight.

"And I already told you, it can't happen" Nate muttered "is that why you gave me the contract? To persuade me to come work for you"? He asked and Spade just clenched his jaw, still not looking away from Nate

"No" he grunted out "I don't need to persuade you with the contract to get you to come work for me, you have more than one reason to do that, and it's up to you to choose" he muttered referring to Nate's sister's ultimatum on the wedding

"I don't care what you have on me, but like I told you before, I can't work for you" he muttered with a little defiance, Spade wasn't entirely shocked or surprised at this, he was slightly impressed though.

The person standing in front of him had slightly changed from the frightened young man he'd met in Greg's office two months ago, the same one who couldn't even look him in the eyes, now was refusing him, turning him down.

He narrowed his eyes at him "Even if I cancel the whole marriage thing with your sister"? He asked, making Nate's eyes widen. Okay, Now he was being completely stupid and irrational, this wasn't supposed to be part of the plan. He can't cancel the wedding, not now that he was close to getting what he wanted from Greg. But standing here in front of Nate, he couldn't even bring himself to think properly, he would do just about anything, just to get him to agree to the deal. Something that would make him see Nate everyday, talk to him, watch him, and maybe even touch his skin, his pale and inviting skin.

Nate opened his mouth and closed it again, his eyes dancing with surprise, shock and disbelief. Spade can't be serious? He wouldn't cancel the wedding over something as absurd as him going to work for him.

"Why would you do that"? He finally found his voice in a whisper as he watched Spade look at him, his eyes never leaving his face. There was more than a million places in his body Spade can look at but yet he chose his face, and only his face.

"Come with me, I wanna show you something" he muttered before walking past Nate towards the exit of the hotel. He stood there for a good five seconds before realizing, Spade was talking to him, he quickly shook his head and followed him out.

He pushed the double doors open and stepped out into the sun, squinting his eyes so he could see very well. Spade was standing just a few feet in front of him, with his broad shoulders, his hands tucked inside his pants pocket, Nate's eyes moved and landed on Spade's butt and he swallowed hard.

He'd never heard of anything as a perfect butt before but even from afar and the fabric of his pants, Nate could see the perfect shape of Spade's butt, he could almost see the muscles there flexing. He cleared his throat and looked away, pulling at his tie as it was suddenly hotter than before.

His eyes followed Spade's line of vision and he saw a very beautiful Red Cadillac parked in front of the hotel, this car screamed money and affluence, compared to his Aston Martin parked just a few feet behind the Cadillac.

"Come on" was all Spade muttered before already walking towards the Cadillac, but Nate's voice stopped him

"What about my car"? He asked and that's when Spade's eyes moved from the Cadillac to the Aston Martin, as his nose scrunched up in disapproval at the almost inexpensive car in the sun.

Nate didn't appreciate the almost disgusted look Spade gave his car, this car was his favorite and only car and he cherished it with his all.

"Leave it here, the valet will take care of it" he muttered as Nate turned around to look at the young man dressed in black and white that took his keys from him a while ago when he just arrived.

He was feeling a bit skeptical about leaving his car here with a total stranger, infact he was feeling skeptical about going with Spade, the guy isn't exactly trust worthy.

Infact why the hell did he agree to go with him? Wait, he never agreed to go with him, Spade never even asked, it was like he just commanded and Nate was following like a fool.

What if he killed him, or worse, threaten him? He can turn back now and just head home like he planned

"I'm not going to kidnap you Miller, just get in the damn car already" he almost growled out to Nate as if already reading the doubts in his mind.

Nate just sighed out, giving his car one long last look before taking cautious steps towards the Cadillac, Spade had already opened the door and got in, he walked gently to the other side, and got in himself.

The inside of the car smelt looked and felt like Spade. The inside of the car was literally defining the whole existence and personality of Spade, just like his office at Lust.

Dark, broody, smelt like cigarettes and strong musty cologne. Nate's eyes moved to the driver's seat and he almost jumped when he realized Spade was looking at him, more like observing him, with his jaw slightly clenched and his hands gripping the wheel tightly.

He turned on the car and the engine roared to life before he zoomed off and away from the hotel.

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