Spade sat in his office at the club, he wasn't really doing anything, but he didn't wanna go home, not if his mind kept circling back to Nate, every single time But it seemed coming to the club wasn't helping either, because he was still thinking about the young man.

He dropped him off at work today, he remembered the shock and surprise on Nate's face that morning when he showed up at his apartment, waiting to pick him up to work. But he was relieved the young man didn't protest like the first time.

He liked getting a rise out of Nate, it relieved him and it was kind of like a difference compared to his everyday normal life, having someone like Nate to look forward too. It was like an out for him from the busy mafia life.

Not that he didn't have anything to do at the moment, but it wasn't worth it if he still had some problems to deal with and think of. One of them being the shooting that killed Liam, they still hadn't found out who did it, whoever did it covered their tracks very good, not even Matteo could trace them

He was going to have that meeting with Liam's second in command today, it was even almost time as he brought out a cigarette stick and lit it up, he placed it in his mouth, inhaling the nicotine scent of it and feeling the smoke burn through his chest.

Batroix was still unconscious and he still hadn't found a way to go around the problem of arms, since his official arms dealer was shot that night too.

Not that he couldn't just find himself another arms dealer but he needed someone he could trust, someone as reliable as Martineli. Someone who wouldn't rat him out to the cops, or his enemies, someone who wouldn't play both sides and steal from him.

He had more problems than he could count now, but where to begin, well Matteo was already on it, and he was planning to pay Lucas another visit, there had to be something the man has to say, he can't just be protecting whoever this mystery man is for no reason.

He puffed out the cloud of smoke, it covered everything In front of him, blocking the door. He didn't see when Matteo opened the door and stepped into the office, but he heard it.

The smoke cleared away and the blonde was standing in front of him, from the looks on his face, he meant business

"Spade, he's here"

Spade just made another cloud of smoke puff out of his mouth as his bored eyes pierced into Matteo's skin "Where is he"?

"He's in the VIP lounge" Matteo said, his voice coming out as hard as Spade's voice, he got up, dropping the stick of cigarette on the ash tray on his table, before walking around and out through the door, while Matteo just followed behind him.

He walked through the dimly lit corridor and through the stairs, towards the main dancefloor. He passed by the bar and then stopped in front of the VIP lounge, he twisted the door handle and pushed it open, stepping inside the small sized room, with red couches lined in a circular arrangements.

Liam's second in command was already sitting in the middle couch, there was a huge table separating him and Spade. He straightened his posture upon seeing Spade in the room

"Ryan" Spade's hard, and thick voice resonated through the small room

"Spade" the man acknowledged back, he had a much tougher face than his boss, with a beardless face, hazel soulless eyes, his face looked rather too long and he was tall too, just like Spade but less muscular.

Matteo and Spade sat down on the couch just a few inches close to him, with Spade closest to him and Matteo beside Spade. Spade placed his elbows on the round table in the middle, part of his side was facing the man and the other part facing in front of him. "You do know why I called you here"? Spade asked and the man nodded, his face void of any emotion as his gaze was piercing and hard. "How far have you gone in trying to find out who shot your boss"?

The man looked from Matteo to Spade before he opened his mouth "We haven't gotten anything yet, we're looked at all the surveillance cameras around the area but it seems that whoever did it, really covered their tracks, the video footage was wiped off" he paused for a while "But after snooping around the scene of the shooting, some people around the area confirmed to have seen a bike with two men wearing black scouting that place four days before the party, they were unable to give a detailed description of the men, they were wearing masks"

Spade let out a deep sigh, turning to look at Matteo then back at the man. Of course they'd wear masks, typical. This whole thing was taking a new turn and he didn't like the feeling it left in the pit of his stomach "Have you spoken to the cops"? He asked "I mean the ones on Liam's payroll"

The man just shook his head "since Friday they've all been radio silent, none has even reached out with anything, we tried reaching out to them but it's like they've all pulled out, none is responding"

"Piece of shits" Matteo muttered feeling his anger boil in his blood, he always knew the cops who were on most mafia men's payroll were all a bunch of cowards, none was loyal even after the money stopped coming in. He clenched his jaw as he looked at Spade, who had his hand on his beard as he was scratching at it, making a small sashay sound

"What about Liam's wife, she say anything about who might have wanted to kill her husband"? Spade asked and the man let out a deep sigh and shook his head again

"We haven't really spoken to her, though we put some men to watch her and they've reported back that the cops keeps going in and out of her home, going there now would be too risky for any of us"

Spade blew out a raspy breath from his mouth. He really hated that this was drawing out this long, how hard was it to catch just one man? "Okay, what about leadership, you can't leave the mafia like that without a leader, it's gonna fall apart"

"Yeah, about that, we were thinking of discussing it, myself and a few others that were very close to Liam, after his funeral" the man confirmed and Spade just nodded his head slowly

"Alright" Spade turned to look at Matteo before his eyes landed on Ryan again. "Liam and I weren't exactly friends but he was there for me when I called upon him, so whatever you need to ensure you find the person that shot him, I'll have Bernie provide you with everything you need, whatever it is just ask"

The man clenched his jaw and nodded "thank you Spade, whoever killed Liam will also face the same fate when I find him, I'm gonna get justice for Liam" he voiced out with conviction and determination.

Spade nodded waving him off before raising his hands up to his eyes level and looking at his wristwatch, it was almost 5, time had gone by faster than he expected, he was late

He quickly looked at Ryan before getting up. "I have to be somewhere now, but like I told you, if you need anything do not hesitate to call me or Matteo" he rushed out and the man nodded before giving Spade his hand for a handshake. He took it in a firm handshake before Spade walked passed Matteo on the couch, the blonde got up and followed him outside the lounge.

"Where you going"?

"To pick up Nate, I'm already late" he rushed out stopping for a second turning to face Matteo "Like I said give Ryan whatever assistance he needs" he paused his eyes matching blue ones "also keep an eye on him" he muttered the last part and Matteo nodded in understanding.

He knew Spade was always like that, no matter how much he shows that he trusts you, he doesn't always trust 100% and that's what has kept him alive for this long. Even though you're as clean as a crystal, Spade can never trust you to the point where he doesn't have someone watching you for a slip up.

He watched as the older man walked out of the club, before he let out a deep sigh and walked back into the VIP lounge.

****

Maybe taking on Spade's offer of working for him wasn't really the best of ideas Nate could have come up with. It was already telling on his work.

After Spade dropped him off last night, which wasn't a really comfortable moment for him, since he kept feeling hot and sexually aroused whenever Spade said or did something that made his mind go places He couldn't complete the work he brought back home from the office, maybe only a couple, so he dragged it back with him today again.

Speaking about coming to work today, to say he was shocked when Spade showed up at his apartment again this morning to pick him up, would be the understatement of the year He didn't expect to see him parked in front of his apartment building, with his very expensive and deadly sexy Armani suit, he was resting his back on the door of his car. Nate couldn't help the drool that almost left his mouth the morning.

There was just something about the way Spade looked whenever he wore his suit, it made him look devilishly handsome. Nate had seen people on suit before, countless times, but Spade made it looked a million times attractive and sexy, even though he'd never thought of anyone as sexy before, not even Jade.

He always looked deadly, and like a true devil but he was still damn sexy. He always looked and smelled like danger, but not the danger you wanna run away from, it's the one you wanna hold tight and never let go.

He was like candy, too much was too bad and too little would never be enough for you to feel the sweet taste on your tongue and taste buds. Nate sighed out dreamily as he quickly snapped himself out of his fantasy world, because whatever he was thinking or imagining would never happen.

No one would even ever consider looking at him that way, let alone someone as fucking handsome and attractive as Spade. He was way above Nate's league.

His eyes scanned the paper on his hands, going through it, he realized it was the plans for a house remodification, not his plans but he remembered this client coming to his office a few days ago to ask for his input in redesigning his house.

He would have taken up the project but he already had a lot going on for him, taking it on would be like he was too greedy to let the money go.

He looked at the plans and they seemed pretty good, very good infact, but like all design it had flaws, a truckload of them. First of all the porch the designer added was definitely not gonna work out in the neighborhood where the house was, secondly, the water fountain, building something like that from scratch on an already established building was definitely gonna cost much of a dent on the owner's pocket and in probably a few years time, the whole fountain might collapse, destroying a few things in the process

He sighed out, still looking at the other flaws the redesigning plan had. He picked up his phone and dialed the number of the client. Waiting for him to pick up, he still went through the paper, looking for more loopholes in the design

The ringing stopped and the person on the other line picked up. "Mr Crispdal, good day"

The other side of the line made shuffling sounds before he heard the shaky voice of the man "hello Mr Miller, it's been a while" Nate chuckled wanting to remind the man that they just saw each other a few days ago.

"Of course sir, it's been a minute, how's it going"?

"Well, everyday gets better" the man mutttered with a slight chuckle making Nate to let out one of his own

"At least it's progress" he joked back hearing the old man's throaty laughter, before it died down. "I called about the redesigning plans you left with me a few days ago"

"Oh that, I had wanted to call you about it, my son has been on my neck to start the redesigning, but I've been stalling with the workers, telling them I need more time and that it'll not be easy to part with some of the old structures in the house, but in truth, I just wanted you to give me you input before I let them bring down parts of my building" the man talked on

"Actually, Mr Crispdal if it won't be much trouble, I'd appreciate it if you can come to the office when you have time, there are a few things I want to discuss with you about those plans"

"Ooh, is that so"? The man mused and Nate nodded.

"Yes, whenever you have time, just come over to the office and we can discuss it" Nate explained

"Alright Mr Miller, I'll try to reach out tomorrow" the man managed to voice out "But hope it's not something bad"?

Nate chuckled "no, not at all, it's just a few adjustments you're going to need to make, when you come tomorrow, we'll discuss it"

"Okay son, thank you" the man's shaky voice resounded over the phone

"Anytime Mr Crispdal" Nate muttered before he pulled the phone from his ears and the line went dead.

Would have updated earlier today as I already had 4 chapters to post, but I had a very bad period cramp 😩😩

I just kind of got relieved now, so I decided to post it now

It's a double double update guys