I step foot inside the club, noticing it's full of people dancing and drinking. I sigh to myself, wishing my wide was here. Emily and Lucy went to Liam's first game this season; it's kind of a big deal for him, so I won't stop them. I send 5 guards and 10 extra around the stadium, just to make sure nothing will happen. I don't know who the fuck has been chasing Emily but I will stop that bastard with all my power. Stalking towards the bar, I feel all eyes on me; girls in short dresses stare at me like I'm their meal they want to devour and Business woman trying to catch my eye, wanting my dick but this attention leave me sick in my stomach. I don't want to fuck tonight; in fact, I don't want to fuck any girl nor woman, only of my wife.

"I really think I need to go see a psychologist" I whisper to myself, making the man next to me jump a little. I arch a brow and he immediately turns around, pretending he didn't heard anything. "Whiskey neat" I say to one of the bartenders.

"Bourbon, sir?" I nod. Leaning against the bar, I look at everyone, not out of interest but out of boredom. In record time I get my drink and also in record time I swallow it, asking, no, demanding for a next one. After 3 drinks, I feel better, my mind in clearer, now I can think about what I can do? Now that I've become Boss, I notice that all my energy needs to go one this. Being the son of the most dreaded man, history has know, aka my father, I need to follow him. I'm the only one who lived with him but somehow I can't be like him. I make one mistake after another, for example: we, I mean 'I', rule Italy but I've lost 5 areas in 2 weeks, not knowing the cause and that pisses me off. If Enzo wasn't there I would have wave at those areas, all the while my dad kicked my ass.

"Son of a bitch..." I say to myself. Then you have that whole situation with Emily, I know she doesn't believe me, I'm not stupid but I can't get it out of my head. I really didn't start anything with Kath, I'm not an asshole everyone things. Yes, I kissed her but that's it! I drink the rest of the 4th glass the bartender served me, not feeling the burn anymore; that's sad.

"Hello, there..." I hear a seductive voice say, her fingers gliding over my arm. I turn my head, seeing a woman; a beautiful red head, I give you that, but no, this is not happening. Searching for a bartender, I demand for another drink, he quickly nods, and takes out the bourbon. The woman leans against the bar as well, making sure her dress is as low as possible on her chest, her tits almost springing free when she speaks. "The name is Jane" she says breathlessly, holding a hand out. I take the hand, not because I'm interested but because I can use the distraction; look how much of a jerk I am, 'go team Mateo', I think to myself.

"Mateo"

"I know!" she says, no, practical yells through the music. "I heard you are the owner of this club?"

"I'm indeed" I look away, feeling more bored then I thought I would be. She comes closer, her hands touching my shoulder but sinking lower to my chest. I arch a brow, feeling pissed but she doesn't stop. Normally I should stop her but the alcohol got really fast in my system somehow and my mind doesn't stop her either.

"I also heard you are married" she whispers, her fingers sliding toward my hips. "Isn't it boring to fuck just one girl if you can have everyone in this room?" she asks me, her hand making contact with my dick. I think about her question and Emily pops in my mind on instinct; it's her o-face, making all the blood go to one particular body part. Yes, my cock, it hardens more and more. "You can have me, I can give you the pleasure she can't give you. Do you know my special talent? I don't have a gag reflex" she looks me in the eye. "I can make you feel good"

"Jane, right?" I ask her, impressed that I had it good in one go. "Do you want to know what my heaven spot is?" she nods a seductive grin forming on her face and I motion with my finger that she needs to come closer. "That spot is my wife pussy, so get the fuck off me before I will kick you fake ass out of this club and abandon you in all the club I have, believe me, I own all of them" she gasps, immediately pushing herself of my lap, how did she get on it anyways, and storms off. I don't have the energy to ask guard to go after her; she is a waste of time.

I stay at the bar for an hour, drinking water instead of bourbon and I feel sober now, not completely but better. I think Olivia is still here, I need to talk to her before I take off to the game. Originally I was waiting for Celeb but that son of a bitch texted me before I walked in, informing me he wants a rain check so I let it slip. I heard from Liam that he has a new girl, but this one is seriously, like he only fucks her now; I feel bad for her.

I make my way toward the stairs, seeing that woman from earlier, what's her name again? cane? Sane? More like insane, I say to myself. Now she's making out with another guy. Guess I was on a list like him.

"Boss" I hear Kevin says behind me. I nod. "Emily just arrives at the school; want me to send extra guard?"

"How many are there again?"

"15"

"No, but hold 6 of them stand by, I got a feeling something will happen" he nods, go to a corner and calls Axel who is the head of my security team. I wait for him and he and James walk over to me, nodding their welcome before me go to my office.

When I open the door I find Olivia leaning over the desk with Sebastian sitting opposed of her. They both startle, clearing their throats.

"Mateo, what are you doing here?" Olivia asks, a blush creeping up her face. Sebastian stands straight, giving me his emotionless face. If you think I was emotionless then you haven't met him.

"Boss!" he says, looking down. "I didn't know you came back, you didn't let us known"

"No I didn't, there was something with Emily so I came earlier"

"Right, Scott's dead..." Olivia replies, letting her sadness takes over for a second but soon hinds it like our dad taught us. Normal dads would taught their child how to ride a bike or something but ours taught us how to show no emotions, fight like it's ours finals days and how every part of a gun is called; yeah, that's dad.

"Indeed, that's not the reason why I came" they both arch a brow. "Olivia, can you take over for just a few days longer?"

"I can, why?" she steps c toward the corner, where nobosy can hear us.

"I want some time at home and-" Olivia smiles. "-What!?" When she smiles then something is wrong.

"You called the penthouse 'Home'" I think my sentence over and indeed, I called it 'Home'... "But go on, brother"

"Alright, I also will go to the gun fight next week, I won't let my men down"

"Are you sure?" Olivia asks. "What does Emily have to say to that?"

"If she doesn't know then she doesn't have to say anything"

"Mateo" she sighs, breathing a breath of annoyance before continuing. "Next week is an important fight; the Chins are going to use their best shooters against us, what if..." she looks around, making sure we are alone and nobody listens. "What if die? What do I have to tell her? 'Hey, your husband wanted to go to a gun fight but didn't want to tell you anything because, hey, he is an asshole, so you know how it is, right?'"

"Maybe you can say it like that"

"Mateo!" Kevin, James and Sebastian all look at us now, worried. Olivia waves a hand, gesturing everything is fine but continues anyways. "You need to tell her, asshole! If she found out you lay in the hospital like last time then she will be devastated"

"She doesn't want me to go, bitch"

"Better" she replies. "Mateo, now you can't think about yourself anymore, you are married; you need to think what will happen afterwards when you aren't here, Emily will be devastated"

"She at least gets my money, so what's the problem?"

"She doesn't want your fucking money, Fucking son of a-"

"-we have the same mother and I know, but I need to be there. I want to kill them myself!"

"Why!"

"Because..." she doesn't know about someone trying to kidnap Emily, guess now is the time. "Someone is trying to kidnap Emily" I say and Olivia gapes.

"And I know this now?" I nod.

"I think they want to make her scared or something, maybe worse..."

"...Don't think about that"

"I won't but do you get me? If anyone should kill them, it's me" she nods.

"Alright, but promise me you will talk to her so she isn't worried"

"You're funny, Olivia, she is always worried about me" Always...