Spade
He sighed out ignoring his presence before going back to straighten out his clothes, they matched the color of his eyes, making them stand out.
Matteo stood up from the bed and walked towards him, standing directly to his back, he was hovering over Spade's shoulder, as he inhaled deeply as if sniffing the man.
"You smell good" he almost moaned out as he shut his eyes "where are you going"? he pestered.
Spade just left him there and walked towards the bed, sitting himself on the edge he put on his converse, lacing the ropes in a butterfly way, he may be mafia boss, but he was still very much human and he liked tying his laces like that.
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