He looked himself over in the huge, full length mirror standing in front of his closet, he looked sharp, expensive and dangerously handsome, but his eyes, they lacked the enthusiasm, the excitement.

Matteo's smiling face appeared beside him as he dusted off an imaginary speck of dust off the suit "You look sharp Spade, if she didn't like you before, I bet she'd be head over heels in love with you if she sees you today" he muttered checking Spade out.

He just looked at Matteo from the mirror with a bored expression, all that didn't matter to him, if she liked him or not, he didn't care. Yes, but why did he take extra time to look good, it wasn't as if this marriage/contract thing was exclusive or born out of feelings. But he took his time to look good, he didn't care if Su admired him or found him attractive, but yet he still cared enough to look good.

All because of one person, he wasn't even sure he was gonna be there today, not after what happened yesterday. He sighed out and fixed his suit. Satisfied with his look, he took one quick glance at his wristwatch and realized he was about 30 minutes behind schedule, he clenched his jaw before walking towards his bedside table, he picked up his gun and put it on the hoister inside his jacket, picked up his keys and phone.

"Let's go Matteo" he muttered before striding out if the bedroom with Matteo hot on his trail, the blonde couldn't help but admire Spade, the man was gifted with almost everything, everything except the ability to feel

"Cheer up Spade, you look like you're going to murder your wife to be" he taunted making Spade clench his jaw and give him a hard glare as they both walked out of the house. He didn't like that Matteo repeatedly called her his wife, the word didn't sound right in his ears. It sounded foreign and kind of annoying to him.

He walked towards the driver's side while Matteo walked over to the passenger side before getting in and Spade followed suit, he sat down putting on his seatbelt, he started the car and drove out of his compound.

He drowned out the rest of Matteo's chattering as he let his mind wander to the brown eyed young man, the same one that had been plaguing his mind since the day he set his eyes on him His hands around the steering tightened as he tried to steady his heartbeat.

Matteo took one quick glance at him, seeing him deep in thoughts. "What's going on through that big head of yours"? He asked his eyes focused back on the road.

Spade didn't even spare him a glance as he clenched his jaw "None of your business Matteo" he grunted out "I'm beginning to regret bringing you with me" he added and the blonde just rolled his eyes at him.

"Why so grumpy, you're getting married, cheer up" he muttered "at least you don't have to deal with that Miller kid again" he muttered taking a peek at Spade through his peripheral, wanting to see a reaction from him and he did.

He could see the way his knuckles turned completely white as he gripped the steering wheel tightly and the way his jaw flexed, due to the way he clenched it. Matteo let his lips tug in half a smile as he was enjoying getting under Spade's skin.

Spade just grunted without saying anything but he could feel the burning feeling settle deep within him as he repeated what Matteo just said, he was right, after today he didn't necessarily have to deal with Nate and he wasn't really receptive to that idea.

Did he really want to stop seeing Nate? Was he okay with knowing he wouldn't have to deal with him any longer? Because that was exactly what would happen after today, his sister was the only thing that still connected him to Nate and after the whole contract signing and marriage today, he wouldn't have to see or deal with Nate again because he wouldn't have a reason to.

And deep down he felt something close to fear settle in his stomach, after yesterday he's been having that shaky feeling in his whole body, he knew he had threatened Nate countless times before but yesterday was just way overboard, pointing a gun at his head, it scared Nate no doubt.

After everything that went down yesterday, from Nate's sister coming to call him names in his office, Matteo telling him about the loss of his shipment and then police chief coming to threaten him in his office, all that amounted to a very bad day for Spade and he was close to the edge before Nate came, and his words only pushed that little string of self control Spade was trying to hold on to.

He lost his cool and didn't even know he had pulled the gun out, but now it was all coming to bite him. He doubt Nate would even ever wanna see him again after what happened yesterday, bad day or not, he shouldn't have pulled the gun on Nate like that. Not after what he did to his sister.

He clenched the steering wheel tighter and increased the speed on his car, making Matteo look at him again. Matteo sighed out, he got a reaction out of Spade alright and he was beginning to worry for him.

This kid was messing with a lot of things about Spade, tugging at strings he shouldn't even go close to. Spade never stressed about anything or anyone like this, and even if he did, he never showed it but with this Miller kid, Spade's emotions was all over the place

Of course someone who didn't know Spade wouldn't notice it, but not Matteo, he noticed every single change in Spade, even as slight as the way he was always quick to lose his cool and temper whenever it involved the Miller kid.

He sighed out and looked outside the car, they had entered into the quiet estate that Greg stayed at, he'd never been here before, well not officially tho. He'd been here only on spying business for Spade, watching Greg from afar, but that was it.

He recognized the house from inside the car, right before Spade's car drove into the compound, with his jaw clenched hard and his face stoic and emotionless, he stopped the car where he usually stopped it whenever he came here.

Matteo's eyes raked through the compound, counting the men littered around the compound, holding their guns around their hoisters not so discreetly, Greg had security no doubt but they weren't exactly five star He could take these guys out in a minute without even breaking a sweat.

His eyes moved again and he recognized the white Aston Martin parked just close to Spade's car, he'd seen it so many times he would recognize it anywhere. It belonged to the kid.

His eyes moved back to look at Spade and from the looks in his eyes, he hadn't seen the car, which in a way was good, because he couldn't be distracted now and anything that concerned that Miller kid was a distraction for Spade.

Spade let out a deep breath, as he narrowed his eyes on the entrance of the huge mansion in front of them. He wasn't nervous or anything, but somehow he felt his palms get sweaty.

"Are you sure it's necessary for me to be here"? Matteo asked cutting through his thoughts, without giving Matteo an answer, he pulled open the door and stepped out of the car. Matteo let out a deep sigh "okay, here we go" he muttered before following Spade out of the car.

He fixed his suit, as did Spade before both men strode towards the entrance, oozing with so much confidence and power. With each step they took, Spade could feel his heart beat faster.

Why did he feel like something was coming, he suddenly felt sweaty and his palms was wet and moist. He clenched his fists and tried to slow down his heartbeat.

They both stopped in front of the door and the big guy there gave them both a Curt nod, before pushing the door open for them, Spade was the first to walk in, with his head raised high. He needed to get his shit together and stop acting like he was a stupid teenager.

Matteo followed behind him as they both walked into the living room. Both of them raked their eyes through the living room, it was void of any human soul, quiet and cold.

Spade already knew where Greg's office was located at, so instead of waiting for someone to show up, he just took the stairs that led upstairs.

Matteo's eyes drank in the look of the living room, before he rushed and followed behind Spade, he followed through the stairs, looking through the house one more time before they got the hallway that led through each rooms.

He counted six rooms, three on each side of the long hallway. Ahead of them, right at the end of the hallway was another door separated from the others, Spade headed for it, while Matteo followed behind him, his hands reached for the hoister on his waist covered by his suit, and he felt the coldness of his pistol, it was kind of an armour for him

Knowing he had his pistol with him at all times, made him feel extra safe. He pulled his hand away from the hoister. They stopped in front of the door. Spade turned and gave Matteo one last look, he rubbed his palms together, still feeling the wetness of his sweat on it, he took in a deep breath trying to calm his racing heart, this was easy, nothing too serious.

Just sign the damn contract and walk away with her, it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. He'd handled far more serious and important matters than this one, so he could do it. He was the Don, the most feared and influential CEO in New York, he was the devil himself, he wouldn't be having cold feet because of another man, someone as ordinary as Nate.

He wrapped his hands around the knob, without knocking he twisted and pushed the door open, he stepped into the room and immediately he did, the air shifted

And he felt it in his bones, both men walked into the dimly lit room, confidence oozing off them, they felt and looked powerful. With Matteo just behind Spade, he felt like the world was beneath him.

His eyes moved from where he stood, and landed on the first person in the room, Greg, he clenched his jaw and balled his hands into his fists. He saw the slight change in his facial expression, from calmness to fear, that only made him feel good about himself, he almost let a smirk take over his face, but his eyes moved from Greg to the next person and he sucked in a harsh breath, he didn't expect to see him here. He felt every speech he gave himself outside slip through his body, flowing out like a small river.

The sweat on his palms became more noticeable by him, he thought he had controlled his nerves but he was wrong. The memories of what happened the previous day, appeared in his mind, the look of fear on Nate's eyes resurfaced, he held the young man stare for longer than he intended to.

He watched the way Nate was quick to look away from him, his eyes moved from his eyes to his lips, the way they open slightly, the way his throat bobbed as he swallowed, Spade's eyes moved to his hands and he saw him clench it tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Spade swallowed hard before his eyes moved back to Nate's and he caught his eyes before he quickly looked away again, this made Spade clench his jaw tightly, before he finally looked away from Nate and back at Greg.

The man suddenly gave a smile taking a step closer to Spade. "Mr DeVille" he muttered stretching his hands out for a shake, Spade just gave his old wrinkly hand one long look before his eyes bored into Greg's with contempt and a bored look, he ignored the man's hand midair and bypassed him further into the office.

The man's smile slowly faded before his eyes landed on the blonde that was standing right behind Spade, he quickly masked the anger that was over taking his face slowly, he put on another fake smile.

"You must be Matteo" he muttered stretching his hand out for Matteo, the blonde looked at him from his head to his toe as if sizing him up, before his eyes landed on the outstretched hand, he took longer than necessary before he took the hand in his in a firm handshake.

"Mr Miller" he muttered before his eyes moved from the old man to the young man standing just deep inside the room, it looked like a mini office, Matteo guessed it was a study.

Nate looked stressed, tired, scared and lost. Matteo let out a deep sigh before he followed closely behind Spade, and stood in the middle of the room.

Nate was trying his best to avoid the man that just stepped foot inside his father's study, he could almost hear the hammering of his heart against his rib cage, as if it was threatening to break free.

The room suddenly became hot, too hot for him, he could feel the scrutinizing gaze of Spade boring holes into his skin, making his skin crawl, but not with disgust, instead he felt like he could sink into the floor and disappear. The dream and what happened the previous day was threatening to surface but he was trying to push it back into the abyss of his mind. This wasn't the right place to be thinking about that.

His eyes slowly moved on their own accord as they landed on Spade again, he was putting on his signature black suit, white buttoned up shirt inside, his hair was styled as usual and his grey eyes looked dead, uninterested and soulless, like he was ready to kill and rip whoever he came across today.

He wore more rings today than usual and he wasn't putting on the gold Rolex watch, instead he was putting on a silver M&B designers wristwatch.

Nate's eyes moved further until they landed on his lips, they looked so hard and yet inviting, he swallowed to ease the parchness of his throat, those same lips had threatened him less than 24 hours ago.

His eyes landed on Spade's and he quickly looked away, he could feel his neck growing hot, Spade just caught him staring at him.

"Shall we get down to business"? Spade muttered, his voice sounding as soulless and emotionless as his eyes looked. His voice came out dead, uninterested and bored, but it shook something in Nate as he slowly looked up to see Spade, thank God he wasn't looking at him again

"Yes of course" his father mutttered "if you would sit, let me quickly get her" he added ushering Spade and Matteo to the couch close to where Nate was standing.

He stood rooted there, unable to move as both Spade and Matteo walked towards the couch, he was so close that he could smell Spade's cologne and also the smell of danger and power oozing off Spade.

He wanted to move but he couldn't, he clenched his hands and felt the moist on his palms. His eyes slowly moved to where Matteo was about sitting down, and he held his gaze, after the last time they spoke on the elevator, he hadn't seen the blonde again until yesterday when Spade threatened to kill him with a gun pointed to his head.

He didn't look away immediately like he did with Spade, Matteo's gaze didn't burn him like Spade's did and he didn't feel half as scared and at the same time hot as he felt with Spade.

Spade was watching Nate the moment his eyes landed on Matteo and instead of focusing on what was important, he counted how long Nate had held Matteo's gaze before he looked away.

He kept eye contact with Matteo longer than he kept with him, and this made him feel a slight raging fire inside of him, he couldn't understand what it was but it didn't feel good. He hated that Nate preferred to look at Matteo than at him

Since he'd stepped into the study, he hadn't held Nate's gaze for more than a second, he hasn't seen his brown eyes, he hasn't seen the lost distant look in them, neither has he seen the uncertainty and fright in them, and he didn't realize how much he craved those eyes until now.

He clenched his jaw and looked back at Greg, waiting for whoever he'd spoken to on the phone to show up, guessing it was his daughter, Spade watched him.

He wanted to get out of here, the room was suddenly suffocating him, he couldn't breath properly. Nate was standing just right beside him but he felt like the kid was miles away from him.

The knock on the door broke everyone's thoughts in the room as Greg looked at the door "Come in" he muttered

Spade's eyes moved to the door, expecting to see the girl he'd almost choked to death yesterday, but to his shock, it was the old lady that had opened the door for him the last time he came here, and she didn't look composed, her eyes first landed on Spade and he saw the fright, and the shock in her eyes, before it moved to Greg.

She slowly walked into the room, clutching to her apron, Spade just gave her a bored look, with his legs spread apart and his hands intertwined in between them, he watched her walk towards Greg

"Yes Laura, where Suzy"? He asked with a hard edge to his voice, this only made the woman look more lost, making her contemplate if it was a good idea to break the news she was about to in front of the visitors as she looked from Spade to Matteo and a very sad look lastly on Nate. "Laura" Greg almost growled out making her look at him again, she slowly pulled a white piece of paper from her apron and handed it to Greg.

His eyes cut to the letter "what's the meaning of this"? He snapped looking at her and she just lowered her head in fear, Spade clenched his jaw as he watched the little exchange

"Where's Suzy"? Greg asked this time louder as he made the old lady flinch back a bit

As if contemplating to speak, she looked up and her eyes met Nate, with sadness in them she opened her mouth "she left sir" she whispered loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

She left?? 🤔

Where did she go to?

Things are getting exciting guys. Your thoughts please 😁😁