Chapter 6

He unbuttoned his shirt and starts folding the sleeve as he walked towards his mini bar in his house, this was his own personal haven, unlike other Capones he didn't live with his men in the huge mansion, no instead he had a rather smaller, much comfortable and homely place just by the side of the mansion meant for his men.

It was inside the same compound but you'd never guess he lived there, it wasn't too huge or flashy, it was just perfect for him.

Everything he needed was there and the peace and quiet was the most amazing thing about the house that he liked

He took out a whiskey bottle and a small glass, he opened the bottle and poured a small quantity of whiskey into his cup, before dropping the bottle back in it's place.

He walked around the island in the bar, and towards the living room, he sat on the couch still holding the half filled glass of whiskey in his one hand and used the other hand to pick up the file Matteo gave him earlier that day.

He dropped the glass on the table in front of him and opened the file, Matteo was right, it was an exact replica of the one he took from Greg's office but as he read through it, he could see the added changed in it.

And Matteo was smart enough to make it hidden, that even if Greg decided to read through contract, he wouldn't see it.

That was why Matteo was in charge of almost everything that involved paperwork, and the dirty work that Spade couldn't carry out himself.

He dropped the file on the table and picked up the brown envelope, the one that contained information about Nathan Miller, the young man that had managed to pique his interest since meeting him.

He opened the file and the first thing he saw was a huge picture of him in the front page, he took a while to look at the picture and study his facial features, he had no facial hair, his face look as smooth as a baby's butt, and his nose was kind of small, not too small and also very pointy, his eyes looked kind of dull and lost.

He narrowed his eyes still looking at him before flipping the page to the next.

'Nathan Miller, 22 year old American, CEO of Miller enterprises'

According to the file, He took over from his father at quite a young age, he was only 19 when he became the CEO.

Prior to that time, no one had ever heard of him or knew he was Greg's son, strange.

No social media handles, he barely even had enough pictures on the internet.

Just a few events he was at and the media was able to capture his face without him knowing, a few of which were in this file

His educational background was not mentioned anywhere.

Relationship status, single.

He had never been seen with a woman or man, not once since he became the CEO.

He was always alone at events, except he had to go with someone then he'd go with his Secretary.

For some strange reason, that kind of interested Spade the more.

What kind of a man was he?

No matter how careful he was, surely once someone must have caught a picture of him with a woman, even if not in an event, outside work or trips

His life outside the office was not mentioned either.

Actually there really isn't much about Nathan Miller in the file, just basic things anyone could see from a mile away.

Spade kept flipping till the last page of the file and there was nothing to say about him.

He was a bit disappointed and maybe a bit more interested in Nathan.

Who exactly was Nathan Miller?

He ran his hands through his face and scratched his beards, looking at the file.

This was a dead end.

Obviously he needed to do the work himself, find out who this man was and why had Greg hidden him away all these years.

He was going to find out just who Nathan Miller is and he'd do that pretty fast.

He closed the file and dropped it on the table while picking up the glass of whiskey and gulping it all at a go.

It burnt his chest but he didn't show any sign of discomfort, he got up and walked inside to take a shower and rest for the night.

Tomorrow was gonna be a long day.

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Nate ran his hands down his face as he kept going through paper after paper, he was beyond exhausted and stressed out but he couldn't quit, there was no room for quitting for him.

There was a knock on his office door and he answered "come in"

The door opened and his secretary walked in, the same secretary his sister had referred to as very hot.

She was dressed in what he would consider a rather tight and uncomfortable skirt and top, he could see the buttons on the top almost popping out due to how tight they were.

His eyes trailed off to her face and she had one of those smiles on, he almost grimaced at the amount of make up she had on.

"Mr Miller, these are the contract for the construction company, they'd be coming in tomorrow to pick them up so it needs your signature" she spoke with a flirtous tone before dropping the file on his table

He picked it up and examined it before scribbling his signature on it and handing it back to her, she took it letting her rather too long manicured nails brush up against his, he almost cringed at it.

She was trying too hard to get his attention and it was becoming annoying and irritating.

She'd been working for him for as long as he can remember and she'd been trying to get his attention for that long too.

He had made it clear on several occasions that he was in fact not interested in her and her advances, not even a little bit.

He had bigger problems than screwing his secretary.

"Your father called" she quickly added getting his full attention now, he looked up at her

"What did he say"? He asked, of course he already knew why his father was calling him, but he wanted to hear it again, just to be sure

"Something about you running late" she mutttered and he just sigh out and looked at the time, indeed he was running late, by 5 minutes.

He let out a deep breath "Thank you Jade, you can cancel all my meetings for the rest of the day" he muttered before going ahead to pack up the papers and put them away.

He heard her heels clicking, as she walked out of the office.

He picked up his jacket and put it on, grabbed his car keys and cellphone before walking out of the office.

He got into the elevator and pressed the floor button, straight to the parking lot

The elevator dinged after a while, indicating he'd gotten to the parking lot.

He got into his car and drove off to his father's place, his mind slowly drifting to what he'll meet there.

The fact that his sister was going to be given away to a total stranger, not just any stranger, Spade, bothered him a lot.

And then there he was, anticipating what it'll be like seeing him again.

Like he was itching to see him again, to have him study him like he did the last time they met.

The way his gaze scrutinized his every movement, the way his eyes bore into his, as if he could see his soul just from that single stare.

There was a way Spade looked at him that day, that made him feel small, like an ant in front of a dragon, that was exactly how he felt.

He got to the familiar estate, having the same feeling he got Everytime he visited, the feeling never goes old, and not in a good way.

He drove into his father's compound and got out of the car, as usual, the men stationed around the house were still there, with their guns and black outfit.

Never smiling or showing any form of reaction, like Robots.

He walked towards the entrance and passed the two heavily built men before opening the door and walking inside.

His eyes scanned the living room and darted towards the kitchen but he didn't find his sister, instead their help came out, the old lady that always kept the company of his sister in the house.

"Oh Nathan, Su waited for you to show up sooner, she wanted to discuss something with you" the old lady muttered looking at him with a sweet smile

"Where is she"? He asked

"Upstairs with your father and the... The scary looking man that came a couple days ago" she mutttered and he just sighed out, before nodding

"Thank you Laura" he muttered about to walk away up the stairs but her voice stopped him

"Be careful, your father is not particularly in a good mood today" she muttered and he just nodded before giving her a small smile.

When has his father ever been in a good mood.

He was only ever in a less sour mood than usual, there was never a time where he could pinpoint that his father was happy today and it rubbed off everyone.

The man was always angry or disappointed about something or someone.

He was already used to it by now, but somehow his heart still managed to beat frantically whenever he heard that his father was in a bad mood, you never can tell with the man.

He could do the unthinkable simply because he was angry at something.

Exciting 😩😩