The Gangster's Toy

Unwelcomed

On the statement, Mateo's pupils dilated, his heart stopped sending a chill down his spine. Catching a breath, he nervously gripped at the hem of his over-sized shirt, he could feel his cheeks burning crimson but he was uncertain about its cause. Was it anger or awkwardness? He had no clue. The boy felt irked in his skin, holding a gasp to not burst out at the older boy proposing the impossible to him. It irated him thinking of it, giving the thought a displeased feeling. How can he order something like that? Something so impossible and vague? The thought came with only one side-effect to him, being used. He knew that if he agreed to this condition, he'd find himself in worst scenarios than he wanted to, in his limited lifespan and he despised it. He knew if once they started, he would not be able to stop. It won't be fake for him, that's human nature...

  Alessandro, on the other hand, was unable to read Mateo's face. The younger boy looked distressed and in a deep thought and overall resentful of his little 'order' but then did the heir care? He wanted to do anything it took to drive the bothersome model away, anything. Even if it meant faking love with someone he last wanted to be seen with, even if it meant going against his original decision to stay at an arm's length from the boy, even if it meant.... betraying Natalia. But it was fake right? Fake, that is, just for the show, right? Although the older one was unsure of the outcome but he was hell-bent on it. One obstacle between him and Natalia was enough, he didn't have an inclination for another one. Alessandro hated the latter one just as much as he did the first one, he told himself, convinced himself, or tried to as the thought came crashing when a pang in his heart told him the otherwise. Maybe...maybe he didn't hate Mateo that much? That was why he was trusting him with it right? 

  "I......", Mateo broke the piercing silence that fell upon them when the nonsense request was presented to him. Alessandro's orbs moved, now fixed on the boy, as he paid attention and motioned him to go on. "I don't...think I can. I thought you never wanted to see me again....or talk to me.", Mateo gulped, expecting a roar but the taller guy just raised an eyebrow. "I can't....I'm sorry.........." The younger boy lowered his gaze, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, nervously. Alessandro watched him deliver his answer before he gritted his teeth, grabbing Mateo by his shoulder, making sure he looked at his face as it showed anger. Mateo gasped at the sudden contact, although expecting it but still flinching on it. 

  "Look, good-for-nothing being in this f*****g mansion. I am not asking you. I am ordering you, whether you like it or not", Alessandro hissed at him, his eyes ready to shoot fire at the poor boy who shook with terror. "When she'll catch on that I have no f*****g interest in her or our supposed baby, she'll leave. And don't pretend you don't dislike her existence here. I don't want a baby from a f*****g slut." The older tried to explain knowing that he was never good with words, he tried in vain to sound calm but there he was, sounding like he might kill Mateo if the boy declined. Mateo had no other choice but to submit to his will, he was trapped. 

  A shivering nod from Mateo was all it took for Alessandro to loosen the grip on his shoulder, his eyes relaxing to his desired answer. But his big hands never left his shoulder, instead slid behind his back as the bulky arms engulfed Mateo in unpredicting embrace, successfully sucking away the strength from his body. Mateo squirmed at the contact, his arms balling at his hem ever so tightly as he imprisoned a breath. What is happening.... He ogled when Alessandro's one arm snuggled around his waist and the other trapped his back, forcing him to tip-toe. Alessandro buried his face in the crook of his neck, closing his eyes as he inhaled his sweet scent , mesmerized. The milky smooth skin was tempting and he was puzzled about how just a hug to this little boy would arouse him on so many levels, how his slender body fit perfectly against his broad torso like a puzzle, how his mere existence could send him in an intimidating frenzy. 

  The younger boy was still in his state of confusion when the older male blew a hot breath at his neck before bringing the crook to his lips. Mateo puffed at the uninvited feeling, the feeling of his heated lip against his neck. It drove Mateo to the edge, disliking but not hating it as he tilted his head to the side, raising a shoulder on the foreign touch. The lips didn't move a spot for what felt like eternity to Mateo, making him think if the male slept but the thought was as stupid as it sounded when Alessandro broke the contact for a second as he whispered. 

  "She's here".

  Oh.........so, it has already begun? Mateo asked himself, disappointed as his eyes watered, his heart sinking. He hated being so weak and an easy target to Alessandro's fake love which made his heart go wild, already. He knew the heir hadn't even started with his act and he was already feeling like he was getting pushed over the edge with it. I shouldn't be feeling this way... he chanted it in his head but the heart beat was faster than his little ritual as he felt a fat tear roll down his red cheeks. Why was he so weak and manipulative? Why did it take a pretended love to completely shatter his heart so easily? Why was he like this? Mateo bit at his lower lip, muffling in a sob as the thoughts flooded his mind. The last thing he wanted for Alessandro to break the hug and dig his eyes in the younger's teary ones as he uttered the words. 

  "We'll get through this together", The words having double-meaning to Mateo but only one to Alessandro. To Mateo it was a reassurance of this act they had decided to pull and the other that the model's unwelcomed in their little family but to Alessandro, it was just the latter, hence an act. The older boy carelessly placed his lips on the top his head, ignoring the tears swelled up in his eyes, doing a great job at not only misleading the pair of eyes by the door but also the boy in his embrace, who shuddered and closed his eyes. 

  Mateo could hear it clearly, it was audible enough.

  His sensitive heart shattering into pieces inside his chest.....