The weekend had slowly gone by like a snail, giving Spade more than enough time to think about what he was doing, but it did nothing to help the conflict inside of him.
He hadn't spoken to or called Nate since Friday night, he hadn't even asked Matteo about him.
Even though Matteo was also very busy, with Liam's funeral and other things.
He didn't even get enough sleep the whole weekend, he spent most of his time at the club, and as early as possible he had left the house and found himself at the office again, he rarely ever came down to work early, so you can imagine the shock on his PA's face when he showed up 7am.
It was like he was running away, but from what? He didn't know.
He just didn't wanna sit home and wait, or do nothing and he couldn't go to the club, it was too early, the workers there would probably be cleaning up, and the only other place he could go to was the warehouse but it was also too early to be going to the warehouse, unless he had business to do there and he didn't have any.
Since the shooting at Liam's party, everyone had put a hold on every business transaction they were doing, nobody wanted to be caught in a crossfire with whoever planned the shooting, and him personally, he wanted to catch whoever did it, and be sure of their motives before he dived into any mafia business.
He picked up his phone and dialed Matteo's number, hearing the ringing sound, he waited for him to pick up.
After a while of it ringing, Spade was beginning to think he wouldn't pick up, but he finally did.
"Spade" his voice came through, it didn't sound as chirpy as Matteo would usually sound but it wasn't the hard voice Matteo used whenever he was on a mission or killing spree
"Where are you"?
He heard the shuffling before Matteo spoke again "dude it's almost 7:30am, where do you think I'd be if not at home" and he was back to being typical Matteo, making Spade to almost roll his eyes and rub his forefinger on his temple
"I need you to do something for me" he paused hearing the dead silence on the other end of the line "I want you to pick up Nate from his place and drop him off at work"
"Why, what about you, I thought you always do that"? Matteo asked and he sighed out
"I'm already at work.." Matteo cut him off quickly as he gasped loudly
"Whoa, who are you and what happened to Spade"? He asked over exaggerating the whole thing, Spade fought an eye roll as he could already imagine Matteo creating drama from this
"Just do what I tell you and stop asking dumb questions, go drop him off and you'll pick him up later and bring him to the club" he finished
"Are you sure everything is okay"? Matteo asked, a hint of playfulness in his tone and a touch of seriousness too
"Matteo stop asking questions for once and do as you're told"
"I always do as I'm told" the blonde whined, Spade just shook his head at Matteo's dramatic self before he ended the call and dropped the phone on the table
As much as he hated to admit it, Matteo was right, something was wrong.
There's a reason why he didn't go to pick Nate up this morning and why he's asking Matteo to do it for him.
He didn't wanna see him, at least not now.
Since Friday night, he'd been having this nagging feeling and voice in his head that was telling him, he was getting sloppy, everything about him was changing.
And he didn't wanna blame it on him meeting Nate but that was exactly what it was.
Nate was a distraction to him, and that was the last thing he needed at the moment.
He had a lot of things he needed to sort out, and the last thing he needed was to be having an internal crisis with himself about his feeling and about Nate
He wanted Nate no doubt, but then what?
Was he gonna keep hovering around the young man forever?
He didn't even know if Nate felt that way for him too or he was just the one pulling his hair out over nothing.
And he had seen one too many times what feeling did to people in this world, it was a weakness and if not handled properly, it would get you killed.
There was a reason a lot of people feared him in the underworld of crime, and it wasn't because of feelings and desire, it was his ruthlessness, his ability to shut off his emotions and become heartless in a matter of seconds
But all that was beginning to change in him, and he wasn't the only one seeing it, and if more than five people noticed he was getting sloppy, it wouldn't take long for them to start planning to overthrow him, or worse, kill him.
He wasn't even sloppy yet and someone was trying to kill him.
Nate was beginning to make him soft, and he didn't like it
He wanted to put an end to it, and no better way to do that than to give him space.
He'd tried to get him off his mind by doing something that distracts him but it didn't work out, instead he felt even more shitty than he did before
He'd tried to have sex with Scarlett at the club after he left Nate's place Friday night.
He thought it would help curb the conflict he was having inside.
It was fruitless, he remembered Scarlett trying everything humanly possible to get him hard, but the more she tried the more flaccid his dick got, if that was even possible.
It was like his whole system shut down when he went to her.
Not even his mind could concentrate on her or what she was doing, instead he kept thinking of Nate, and it didn't help the guilty feeling that slowly consumed him.
He didn't have a choice than to send her away.
Then he decided that maybe if he stayed away from Nate for a while, he would stop thinking about him, he would stop feeling anything for him, and he'd forget the way it felt to hold Nate's hand in his.
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"Whenever you're in the country, call me, i might have a few properties that are available for you" Spade said to the man on the screen of his tablet, it was placed on the table in front of him while he sat on the chair facing the screen, he could see the person's face clearly, huge and covering all parts of the screen.
"Will do Mr DeVille, I liked the last property I got from you, at first I was skeptical about it but now i see why you were reluctant to let me leave without acquiring it, I must say you have an eye for good stuff" the man muttered making Spade to give him an almost invincible nod of approval.
He was about to say something when he saw the pop up on the screen, Matteo was calling, he furrowed his brows his mind wondering why Matteo was calling him on his office line, then he remembered he'd turned off his personal line, he always does that during work hours.
"I'm gonna have to call you back Mr Stein" he told the man on the screen, and the man just nodded
"Alright"
He didn't wait a second before ending the call and taking Matteo's call.
"What is it Matteo"? He heard shuffling in the background as if the blonde was walking or maybe even running.
"Spade, you need to get to the warehouse now, there's been an issue" Matteo rushed out, his voice coming out in short laboured breaths, this got Spade's attention as he quickly sat up straight, picking up the tablet from the table.
"What happened"? He asked in alarm
"Just get here as soon as you can, I can't tell you over the phone" he sighed out
"Okay, I'll be there" he ended the call and picked up his phone and car keys, he dashed out of the office and headed straight to his car.
He drove as fast as he could, not minding that he was violating traffic laws, soon enough he stopped in front of the warehouse.
Stepping out of the car he made his was inside the warehouse, he passed through each corridor and stairs untill he got to the one that led to his office, he stopped In front of his door, pushing it open he entered to find Matteo and Bernie, while the blonde stood on one side of the room, Bernie was pacing the office.
The moment he sighted Spade, he stopped and stood on the other side of the office, lowering his head in respect to Spade.
"What happened"? Spade asked, his eyes darting between the both of them, Matteo let out a deep sigh before pulling the paper bag that was kept on one of the chairs in front of his table.
He looked at Spade, watching as the man ticked with impatience, he slowly opened the bag and handed it to Spade, watching as he took the bag, slowly peering inside with caution.
He didn't expect what he saw in there, he almost gagged seeing the severed head of one of his men, bloodied and eyes open staring right back at him, lifeless.
He felt his stomach churn, bile rose up his throat, killing as many people as he had, it didn't make seeing something like this any less pleasant.
Matteo handed him a note, as he dropped the paper bag on the ground with a thud, he opened the paper and read the contents, feeling his whole body boil with anger, he clutched to the edges of the paper tightly as if he would rip it.
With blood shot angry eyes, he turned to look at Matteo first
"Who sent this"? He growled out before shifting his gaze to Bernie on his right
"I found it at the back of the warehouse, I was doing my usual sweep of the whole place, ensuring everyone was in place and nothing was out of the ordinary when I found it, laying around at the back" Bernie explained "I didn't see anyone around and there is no return address, I called you but it went right to voicemail then I called Matteo and he came as fast as he could"
Spade gritted his teeth in annoyance and frustration, he turned to face Matteo, his eyes asking for a plausible explanation for what he was looking at
"I came as soon as he called and when I saw the note, at first I thought it was Ryan, so I called him, he didn't pick up at first" he paused before continuing "then I kept calling him hoping to get through, I was already feeling it in my gut that he did this, but I couldn't pinpoint a reason why he'd do this, then he called me from a burner phone" Matteo chewed on his inner cheek again.
"Apparently after the funeral, Liam's lawyer was supposed to go over to his house yesterday and read the will to Liam's wife, at least the part that he asked the lawyer to read to her, after that he was to meet Ryan and read the remaining part to him but he didn't even leave his home, someone attacked and killed him, they razed his house to the ground leaving no evidence of anything there, not even the papers he was supposed to take to Liam's house, his office was also burned down, everything, both the original and back up files were all lost"
Spade listened with rapt attention, all the while trying to curb the anger rising inside of him, he balled his hands into a fist on his side, clenching his jaw.
"A few hours after that happened, Liam's uncle took control of everything, the mafia, his businesses, his houses, everything he ever had, Ryan and a few others went into hiding, but not before they convinced Liam's wife and son to go with them" Matteo's eyes fell on the paper bag on the ground
"I'm guessing this is Liam's uncle's attempt to cut off all alliances with you"
Matteo finished, and Spade didn't even know what to do or how to feel, his blood was boiling hot with rage.
He wanted blood, not just any blood but Liam's uncle's blood
He gritted his teeth and brushed his hand over his face, stopping at his beards he weaved his fingers into it, caressing the pricky hairs there.
He wouldn't just let this go
Okay guys, things are getting intense, both sexually and actiony 😃😃
I know I said I wouldn't update again I'm a few days, but I decided to do this because I was bored and I want you guys to have something to read from me
Do enjoy