Emily

Mateo looks me over, a puzzled gaze on his too handsome face. I swift uncomfortable on my feet, thinking over if it was a good idea to have a talk with him about his attitude, right here and right now; what have I done...

"Talk about what?" he arches a brow, an expression he wears a lot more these days.

"Not here, let's go...There!" I gesture at a wooden door, no idea what that door is but let's hope I can talk with him without anyone listening. He does what I say, walking over, opening it and scans the room, making sure it's safe; he does that always, it's something I noticed about him. In every room he enters he scans the place, not wanting to be surprise. He nods to Kevin and James.

"You can go, I will come in a bit" they follow his command.

"Mrs. El Ricci" Kevin says before leaving me and my husband alone.

"Butterfly, do you come?" I nod.

We enter a room with a lot of files, like a lot of them. Isn't this room supposed to be closed from people, weird? I walk further, looking at the shelves. Mateo closes the door, a sudden hunger filling his eyes and I know what he is thinking.

"I'm not having sex with you here!"

"Why do you think I would have sex with you here, in this abandon room where nobody can hear us..." his voice lowers an octave, strolling over to me all the while he talks. "...a place where you will scream my name when I sink to my knees, pulling down that jean and eat your tight, sweet pussy and then... I'll make you come on my tongue so hard you will beg for more?" he close the gap between us, his right hand skimming my arm. I suck in a breath, refusing to meet his gaze. "Look at me, butterfly" his fingers gently cups my chin, turning my face up and I meet his dark, lustful eyes.

"I love the offer but first we need to talk, then we will see what happens next" I stand straight. Sex doesn't always solve everything; I know he is using his attraction I have for him against me, but not this time. Pain flutters in his eyes and he backs away a few feet.

"Alright" his walls go up again and I hate it but I need to be happy with what I have and that's his attention.

"You can't just yell at people, especially people you know, people you care about" I start.

"Who says I care about her?" he snaps back.

"Why else would you go this far to help her? I know you had paid a shit ton of money to get her in this school this late of the school year. Normal schools would never accept children this late, it's almost June" he doesn't look away and so do I. "What I meant was..." I sigh. "She is emotional right now and you yelling at her is so not helping" I shake my head. "We need to support her, help her and make her happy-"

"-Why does it means so much to you?" he cuts me off and the question gets me off guard. I think about a reply but come up with nothing...

"I don't really know..." I lean against a nearby wall, feeling my cheeks burn up with embarrassment. "...It's just, I feel like I should protect her, to be there for her, just like a-"

"-Mother?" Mateo finishes for me and I nod, tears forming in my eyes. I cover my face, not wanting him to see me like this but let's be real; he has seen me at my worst already. Two strong arms comes around me, pulling my against a strong chest I know all too well. His scent inviting my nostrils and I feel my body relax on instant; I hate this feeling, being safe, not because I feel it but because I feel it with him. From all the people it's him I feel save and protected the most. His hand glides up and down my back, soothing me until no tears fall anymore.

"I'm sorry, it was a dick move to do that, I won't do it again, promise" and with that, we go to the game, seeing the last 30 minutes until we know who wins and goes to the next round; my money goes to Liam's team and so does his.

"You were amazing, Liam!" I say to him. The game is over, Liam's team indeed won with 150-45.

"I'm always amazing" he replies back and I roll my eyes; always so full of himself. We all walk inside the parking lot, our cars, yes, cars, are at the end of it. I didn't know that 21 guards are here until I walked outside and saw them; Mateo is really protecting my ass. I hold his hand tight all the while, listening to Liam and Lucy talk. Mateo doesn't show interest but I know he does, now and again he would show a small smirk when Liam says something funny; it warms my heart. A sudden wind comes and I shiver, it's May and normally warm but at night not so. Mateo notice it and stops, we all stop as well, looking at his puzzled when he takes his pea coat off and puts it around me.

"No, that's not-"

"-You're shivering" he finishes. I don't say a thing because it's useless anyways and I'm kind of cold...So stupid of me not to bring a jacket with me.

"Thank you..." I reply, putting my hands inside the pockets and I feel something against my chest; something hard. I take a glance inside, curious and shriek escapes me.

"What?" Mateo says calm as always. Lucy looks at me too, brows frowning up at me.

"There...there is a gun against my chest..." I whisper and Mateo and Liam both chuckle at the same time, I even spot some of the guard smiling. "This isn't funny! What if it goes off out of nowhere, hitting me and then I'm dead!?" Lucy looks at Mateo with her sad eyes and he stops with the chuckles immediately.

"Don't worry, Butterfly, it won't go off and you won't die" he reached inside his back pocket. "We all have a..." he shows a gun, aiming it at me and I jerk away, so does Lucy. "...Gun"

"Yeah" Liam says and out of nowhere he takes his gun, aiming it a little at Lucy. "We all need to have it with us, never know when we need to use it" he winks.

"Indeed" Mateo says, pulling his away when Liam does. "You will need one too, Emily and..." he looks at Lucy, who is standing next to him. Mateo makes a move to wrap his arm around her shoulders but stop himself and speak instead. "We will see what the future will give for you, Lucy, but if you stay with us for a time then you need to have on as well" she nods, smiling up at him and I see something is Mateo's eyes, an expression my dad had when he looked at me.... *BANG!* a gun goes off and a car's window breaks, the alarm going off. Every guard has their guns out, scanning the area. Mateo pulls me against him, his chest against my back. I glance over to Lucy to make sure she's okay and Liam is protecting her as well. I hear Mateo taking his gun out, readying to use it when another shot sounds comes. I let out a small shriek, shivering now even with the jacket.

"We don't see him!" I hear a guard say.

"LOOK BETTER!" Mateo yells, looking around as well. Another car's window breaks, and the shots are getting closer and closer.

"Mateo..." I whisper and he stops me but I talk anyways. "There will be two more shot..." I say to him.

"What are you talking about?"

"The 5...on that paper...3 shots and 2 will come-" *-BANG* another shot. Mateo holds me tight and I feel his heartbeat going a mile.

"LET YOURSELF SEE, MOTHERFUCKER! DON'T BE A PUSSY" he yells, scanning the parking lot but none. I scan the place as well; if he's not here then...

"Mateo...The roof!" a tall figure stands there, a gun in his hand. I try to make out his face but his face is covered and he stands too far away anyways.

"Kevin! James! UP!" Mateo commands. All the guns go there, but before they can shoot him, the mystery man goes first, aiming his gun at...

"Mateo!" I say, turning us so I'm in front of him. *BANG* the gun goes off...Not hitting me but at the car behind us.

"FIRE!" Mateo yells, shooting as well but the man is gone before they even got a chance. "FUCK! CATCH THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE!" 11 guards go, running for their life to go after that man. Mateo let's me go, looking me in the eyes, rage filling it. "What the fuck was that!?"

"What?" I say, shock creeping up my body.

"Why did you turn? Why the hell did you do that?"

"I...I don't know, I just wanted to make sure you were okay..." I shrunk a shoulder up, looking down.

"Never do that again!" he takes my arms, pulling me for a hug. I hug him back, surprise filling me. "Understand!?" I nod. "Words, Emily!"

"I do"

The ride home was short, or maybe it's because I didn't pay attention to the road. Lucy and Liam were hiding behind one of the car and didn't get hurt; I need to thank Liam for that! When we arrive home, they both go up the stairs without a word, guess I can't blame them. Pulling off the coat, I hand it to the housemaid. She isn't here much because I told her to come only once a week; that's Friday.

"Do you need something, Mrs. El Ricci" she asks me, I shake my head.

"No thank you, take the rest of the night off, you deserved it" she nods and minutes later I hear the door closes. Where is Mateo? I walk to the living room but he isn't there, then I go to the dining room with no success. Maybe the library? Nope, he isn't there either...Sighing I go to our bedroom, where ever he is, he will come back.

I open the door, startled when a tall figure sits at the end of the bed, with a whiskey glass in hand; definitely Mateo. His head hovers between his legs while his elbows rest on his thighs; he looks so...upset. I step closer and he looks up, his eyes lighting up at the sight of me.

"Hey"

"Hey" he replies back drunk.

"What're doing?"

"Drinking my sorry ass out" he says, taking a swig from the bottle now.

"Let's put that away..." I take the bottle from his hold and he lets me, his eyes in a daze for me. Putting the bottle aside I look at him. "Let's put you in bed" I say and he agrees.

"Yeah...bed time..." he grins like a lunatic. "You can be on top this time, I want to see those tits jiggle when you move" a blush creeps up my cheeks.

"No...we are going to sleep" with some help of his body, I get him to stand.

"Sleep? What are we? 60? I'm not a grandpa who needs to sleep this early, I want to fuck"

"Okay...we are" I lie to him. It's mean but I need to get him in bed somehow.

"Yes?" he slaps my ass hard and I gasp at that, he walks on his owns toward the bed now. Then he strips his clothes off; first his shoes and shocks, then his shirt, revealing those tattoos that I need to inspect later, not long after his pants are off in one go and he is hard for me, you can see it through his tight boxers. "Come here butterfly, fuck your husband like it's your last day" he says and lies in bed, his arms wide, putting his body in display, waiting for me and I can't resist...I'm such a sucker for this man...