Stefano had a lopsided grin on as he watched all three of them, his eyes moved from the youngest of the three, stopping briefly on the hands of Nate and Spade in between them, before moving to Spade, he could see the slight tick in Spade's jaw as he clenched it, his eyes hard and blank.

Stefano's eyes finally landed on Matteo, he wasn't expecting to see the blonde here tonight, he'd not seen him again since the last time he had seen him at his apartment. His eyes stopped at the blue, almost cold steel eyes, to his perfect nose, and his lips set in a straight line as he also stared back at Stefano with a bored look, Stefano's eyes moved from Matteo's face to his body, he was putting on a grey tank top, his biceps flexing themselves, Matteo wasn't tall like Spade or Stefano but he had an almost perfect body, his broad chest looking firm and hard from his top, Stefano's eyes landed on the small tattoo on his right arm, tiny lines drawn vertically on his arms, Stefano didn't stop to count the lines, before his eyes landed on Matteo's black sweatpants, his eyes grazing the most intimate part of Matteo making his mind run wild with imaginations, he looked up quickly to stop himself from going far as all three men still had their eyes on him.

"I didn't think you'd leave me in there with them" he muttered almost pouting making Matteo's eyes to cut to his lips, as he watched the pink perfect pound of flesh just sitting there, looking putty and almost tempting, he looked away as if the sight burned his eyes, as he felt his neck heat up

"Why are you here Stefano"? Spade gritted out, his hands still clutching tightly to Nate's hands

Stefano smacked his lips together "I was following you Spade, I mean I saw you leave and it was really crazy in there" he rushed out still smiling so gleefully as he stared at them all, his gaze lingering on Matteo longer "And I come out to see y'all leaving without me, even you Matteo" he muttered pouting again, making the blonde to want to look away from those putty lips, if only Stefano would stop pouting with his lips, for it was messing with Matteo's mind, he grounded his teeth "I really thought you and I were past all these, I was beginning to think we established a friendship, a bond" he muttered as if he was in despair, giving them a hurt look

Matteo sighed out and rolled his eyes at the man's antiques "Stop spewing rubbish Stefano" Matteo gritted out, making the man in front of them to gasp out, his hands flying to his mouth

"You hurt me Matteo" he faked hurt, the blonde just rolled his eyes again, he wondered how Stefano could be so dangerous and yet act so unserious and childish all the time

Spade could still hear a few gunshots, he looked up and tried to locate any high building that could possibly be the targeting area of the shooter, there were a few and they were standing out in the open, no shelter, they could easily get shot at.

He looked at Nate and quickly decided to stop this madness from dragging on, his sharp gaze landed on Stefano. "What do you want Stefano"? Spade gritted out in irritation, making Stefano to look at him, his grin growing wider as he clamped his hands together, taking two steps towards them.

"What I want is simple Spade, same as you, I wanna get the fuck out of here" he muttered "and you're gonna be my ride out of here" he finished letting the last words out as he looked at Matteo

"No way" Matteo was quick to cut in

Stefano narrowed his eyes at Matteo "you keep hurting me Matteo, I thought we had a connection? Why are you so aggressive with me" he muttered as if teasing and taunting the blonde, Matteo growled out Spade was already having enough of this, they needed to leave this place as soon as possible and standing here arguing with Stefano would only delay them more.

His eyes rested on a clueless and confused Nate, this was his only priority right now, to get the person in front of him to safety, that was all that mattered, he didn't really care if Stefano felt it was the right time to tease Matteo.

"Fine" he gritted out making Matteo to look at him in shock

"But..." Spade cut him off with a hard stare, his eyes already saying what his mouth didn't

"We need to get out here as fast as we can before anyone sees us, and by anyone I mean the shooters, as you can see I don't think they're ready to leave anytime soon" he rushed out, and he could see the smirk of victory on Stefano's face, he didn't care about all that.

With Nate's hands still in the safe grasp of his, he squeezed it gently making Nate to look at him, his eyes asking if the younger man was okay, Nate just gave him a nod, and he sighed out before looking back at Matteo with a bored look.

"Let's get out of here Matteo, he can come with" he muttered before turning around and pulling Nate with him, the younger man just followed him like a lost kitty cat, that had absolutely no idea where it was being taken to.

Matteo clenched his jaw, fisting his hands on his side, his hard stare cut through to Stefano, but the other man wasn't even bothered by that, he just gave Matteo a satisfied and victorious smirk, before walking towards him. Stopping in front of the blonde, he leaned in closer, the smell of Matteo's hair shampoo and manly cologne wafted through his nose "You really need to stop pushing me away Teo" he whispered, his minty breath fanning Matteo's face, sending ripples of shivers down his whole body, he felt his fingers tick and tingle.

Without saying a word, he growled out lowly before turning around and following behind Spade and Nate.

He walked around the car and got into the driver's seat, while Stefano got into the passenger seat in front. Spade and Nate were already safely seated at the back seat, with little space between the both of them.

Nate's eyes moved to Spade and the man's tux that was neatly pressed and looked poise a while ago inside the hall, now looked ruffled and out of place, the necklace on his neck was now hanging on one side, the gun he had in his hand was now placed on his thighs, but his hand holding Nate's hands were still clutching to it tightly and gently, Nate's hands were sweating still and the moist was making him nervous, was Spade not disgusted by it? He felt his heart beat at the fact that Spade still held his hands as if he would disappear if he let go.

Nate's eyes moved up to his face again and he could see the slight drop of sweat on Spade's forehead and his hair tussled over, a few strands falling on his face, his face was still hard and blank but somehow it didn't affect Nate or made him question Spade's mood, instead he felt even safer, and wanted when he looked between them at their hands in the small space on the seat between them

Spade could feel Nate looking at his face every now and then, the young man wasn't even making it subtle and it was making Spade very much aware of the fact that he was still holding the man's hand securely in his.

And he wasn't planning on letting go, it felt perfect and some how it was distracting Spade from thinking about what happened in the hall, he looked out the window of the car into the dark night as Matteo drove away from the event building, he looked back at it and the ruckus had somehow died down, he could see a few of Liam's men outside the building, obviously scouting and searching for whoever shot their Don.

Spade would still be there if it wasn't for Nate, he would have also wanted to know who the shooter was and what they wanted, but the safety of the man sitting beside him was the one thing on his mind, he wasn't one to run away from a fight or something close to what happened tonight, but for the sake of the man beside him, he had to leave. He didn't even wanna think of the possibility of something happening to Nate.

The car was kind of quiet, too quiet that it was making Nate uncomfortable and feeling awkward, and Spade's large hands holding his was making a fuzzy feeling erupt in the pit of his stomach, he could feel the jitters and sweet tingles it left in it's wake.

He was getting all hot, and the moist in his hands was beginning to rub off on Spade's palm, he looked at their hands and tried to move his discreetly, but he felt Spade tighten his hold on him, feeling the protectiveness in that single action, his eyes moved up and Spade wasn't looking at him, but he felt his face heat up, if it wasn't for the dark, he was sure his cheeks would be coated crimson red.

"Should I give you my address, or you already know it"? Stefano's cheerful voice cut through Matteo's thought, he'd been trying to ignore the presence of the man sitting beside him since he drove away from the scene of the incident, but it was proving difficult, not with his nose always shifting and twinkling as he took in the smell of Stefano's cologne, it smelt like strawberry flavoured gum and cherries, making him wonder how someone as masculine as Stefano could be using that kind of cologne.

He ignored the man, setting his eyes straight on the road, his lips pulled in a thin line. Stefano took his time to study Matteo, watching every detail of the blonde's face, from his shiny, sleek blonde hair, Stefano had seen beautiful and remarkable hair before but none of it could beat what Matteo had on his head, the tips shone bright under the slight moonlight peeking in through the windshield of the car, his eyes moved to the mismatched colour of his lips, the top part was pink, plump and soft, while the lower part was darker, not too dark, more like blood red dark.

His eyes landed on his arms, stretched forward, his top exposing everything, his smooth, milky skin, Stefano's eyes mellowed and enjoyed the view it was currently getting as it moved down Matteo's arms, landing in his tight grip on the steering, his knuckles almost turning white, he flexed his hands around the steering making the leather around it to make a creak sound, like rustled leaves, Stefano peeled his eyes away from Matteo's hands and went back up to his face, settling on his eyes, that were so focused on the road.

Matteo's whole cool and calm demeanor he was trying to maintain was proving hard for him, not with Stefano blatantly staring at him like that. He could literally feel the man's eyes, tear his skin away as if trying to burn through and see right through his noes and skeleton. What was his deal anyway?

Matteo remembered how he'd entered into his apartment on two occasions, the first time was when he'd officially told Matteo what he wanted in exchange for letting Matteo go Scott free, even though he'd caught him spying. The second time being the night he'd talked to Nate about Spade in the elevator, he'd come to remind him of his debt, in which Matteo had told him he couldn't give him what he wanted

An invitation to the Italy auction coming up soon, why did he even need it anyway. Everybody knew that Stefano worked for no one, and therefore he wasn't loyal to anyone because he felt he didn't owe them anything.

As much as Stefano keeps emphasizing on the fact that Matteo owed him, getting him an invitation to the auction was not something he could risk. The auction was a closed off event and people who attended were strictly screened and handpicked.

You have to be invited to go to it. Things in there got pretty shady pretty quickly and what went down there was way worse than any auction ever held before. Matteo couldn't risk granting someone like Stefano access to such an event With everything going on, what if he tipped the cops about it? Afterall nobody really knew who the mystery man that was trying to bring Spade down is, what if Stefano was working for him? There was a lot at stake here and he wasn't willing to risk it because he owed Stefano.

His eyes moved to the mirror in front and he looked at Spade and Nate from there, Spade had his eyes set on the window, looking outside with his face blank and his jaw clenched, while Nate had his eyes on Spade, with that innocent, lost look in his eyes, Matteo's eyes moved to their hands in the middle, Spade still held on to the young man's hands, not letting go. Seeing them both like that made a feeling of somewhat satisfaction to settle in the pit of Matteo's stomach as he felt his lips slightly tilted up in half a smile.

Nate's mind was spiralling out of control with so many thoughts, first he was thinking about the man with grey eyes sitting just a few paces away from him, and the position they were in right now, he didn't know if this meant anything to Spade or he was the only one getting this funny feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Obviously he didn't think Spade was even affected by how they were right now, the way he was clutching his hands tightly and the fact that his face still looked blank, it meant Spade was just holding his hands, probably on impulse and not because he wanted to

And his mind kept drifting to what happened at the event. He wasn't surprised his father had sent him there without telling him what the event was for, after witnessing the amount of gunshots fired there, in just one night, he knew now why Spade looked so alarmed when he'd just saw him there.

The place was no place for ordinary people like him. It was filled with mafia men and maybe women. He kept thinking what if Spade didn't show up there, maybe he'd have been one of the many dead bodies lying on the marbled floor of the hall This made him swallow as he felt bile climbing up his throat at that thought.

With what happened tonight, he didn't care if he overstepped his boundaries, but he'd always make sure to ask his father about whatever event, meeting or party he was sending him to

Warm fuzzy feeling 😁😁

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