Uncle Boss

Matteo's black Rolls-Royce drove into a large and magnificent estate, where it pulled into a halt.

Amelia's brows knitted slightly, as she got down, examining the place. Such a beautiful place was built just for the company's guests? His company must be really rich, no wonder it's topping other companies in the business world. Amelia thought, as she helped Leo to get down.

“Wow! Mom, is this where we're going to stay?” Leo suddenly asked, his eyes shimmering with excitement.

“Yes Leo, we'll stay here for tonight.”

Matteo glanced at her, “You know, you can stay here for as long as you want.” he said, his voice deep and calm.

“Yay!! Mom, uncle boss is not only super duper handsome, he's super rich and generous! I want to be like him when I grow up!” He smiled, flashing his tiny white teeth.

Amelia smiled awkwardly, and ruffled his hair. She glanced up at Matteo, “Please don't mind him, he talks a lot.”

Matteo smiled, taking out his hand for Leo, who ran to him immediately, surprising Amelia. Leo, was cheerful but wasn't one to always associate with people or run into random people, but right then, he had not only been speaking good of Matteo, but also ran to him.

Matteo ruffled his hair, before picking him up into arms. Amelia, feeling both nervous and unsettled, stared keenly at them. Matteo was her boss now, and it wasn't good to get too close to her boss, Inorder to not speculate rumours and for professional reasons.

“Leo, please come down, let's take our luggages inside. You know, it's not good to disturb an uncle, he needs to rest, today was hectic.” Amelia said, urging Leo to come down quickly, as she wasn't comfortable with Matteo carrying him.

Matteo frowned slightly and glanced at Leo, “Don't worry, uncle is still strong and can carry as many people as I want.”

Leo smiled, “Mom, did you hear that?” He giggled, tugging at Matteo's arm muscles.

Amelia cleared her throat, about to speak again, when Matteo's voice cut her off. “Miss Amelia, you don't need to get the luggages yourself, Asad will do that, he will show your room to you later. But now, you two must be hungry, right Leo?”

“Yes uncle, I'm hungry, but mommy must be very hungry, she didn't get to eat anything all day long, right mommy, you're hungry?”

“Leo, will you stop spouting nonsense now?” Amelia glared at Leo, making her a mental note to scold him later.

“But mom..”

“It's okay, Leo. Listen to your mother. Miss Amelia, you're our guest and must be treated according to the company's policy. There's a reserved restaurant, I'll take you there to have your dinner.”

Amelia couldn't bring herself to protest, since he said it was the company's policy she had to comply even though she felt awkward and strangely uncomfortable being close to Matteo.

When they were done eating, Matteo drove them back to the estate. Asad came over to show Amelia their own room, but before then Matteo gave Leo a little bag filled with chocolates and sweets.

“Thank you so much, uncle boss.” Leo smiled, extremely happy that he had enough sweets to eat.

“Thanks for today, Mr. Lior, I really appreciate it.” Amelia smiled.

Matteo nodded, “Have a nice sleep and prepare for tomorrow's work.”

“Sure I will, thanks again.”

Matteo hummed and left Asad to take them to the room.

While walking back to his car, Matteo felt conflicted, even after all these years, he couldn't help the pull on that woman. It was even more difficult as she doesn't remember him and even has a son.

Speaking of her son, Matteo's brows knitted slightly, he really couldn't imagine her being married to talk of sleeping with another man. She was the one who was all over him that night, teasing him until she got what she wanted and now she was acting alright, calm, reserved, barely even recognizing him.

Let's see for how long…Matteo thought.

It wasn't long before Asad returned to the car, he turned on the engine and drove off from the estate.

In a spacious, yet classic and luxurious room, Amelia sat on the long sofa, exhausted, beside her was Leo, who was unconcerned about his surroundings but concerned about the cake he was eating. His chubby hands are stuffing it all into his mouth.

“Mom, don't you think uncle boss is so cool?” He whined.

Amelia paused and glanced at him, she frowned slightly, “Aren't you supposed to eat those cakes in the morning? Didn't you just have dinner?”

“Mom, I can't wait till tomorrow, I'm craving cakes.”

Amelia scanned him again, and shrugged. “Leo, you've started talking too much, remember I taught you not to intrude into adults' talk, didn't I?”

Leo paused, confusion marring on his flawless baby face. “You did.”

“Good, weren't you exposing too much to Mr. Lior and even let him carry you?”

Leo pouted his lips, “But mom, uncle boss was the one speaking to me.”

“What's uncle boss?” Amelia's face softened with a smile. Leo was too cute with everything he did, because she had taught him to call any elderly man, uncle or sir, now he was even adding uncle to boss.

“Come here,” She pulled him closer to her, ruffling his hair. “You don't add uncle to boss, okay? Call him uncle Matteo, Mr. Lior, or sir, Alright?”

“Alright mommy, I'll do as you said.”

“Good. Now come and take your bath before I put you to sleep.”

“Okay mommy,” he smiled and followed his mother to the washroom.

****

Inside Matteo's study, Matteo sat on the armchair across the room, while Asad, sat opposite him. The tension in the room, undeniably thick.

“So she changed her identity while working outside the country, smart, I must say.” Matteo hummed, sipping the wine from his glass.

“Everything about her in the country and even while she worked outside, is sealed, there's no information about her, only her about her family. Don't you think, something is wrong, or she must be hiding something?”

Matteo's jaw tightened, after a moment he glanced at Asad, “If then, do more findings about her, especially about that little boy.”

“Ok boss…” Asad paused, hesitating to say something.

“Do you have anything to say, say it.”

“It's nothing important or maybe just my eyes, but I think that little child looks a lot like you.”

Matteo furrowed his brows, “You've had so much to drink, now you're spitting rubbish. Get lost!”

Asad nodded, forcing back the smile on his face as he stood up and left.

Just after he left, Matteo's phone vibrated with an Incoming call, he glanced at it, his furrowed brows deepening.

Dammit!