Rivals To Lovers | ✔️

- 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 10 -

Mattheo reached out to Mark and my dad to tell them the information he got about the Russians. After they spoke I got in the shower getting ready for bed. When I walked out I found Mattheo sleeping on the couch.

I didn't know if he was mad at me or trying to avoid what happened at the ball. We haven't really spoken a word to each other than plans against the Russians.

I was right about someone working behind our backs in our Mafia but we don't know who the person was, just yet. Mark and my dad decided it was best for us to go back and find out who was the one working behind our backs.

Mattheo and I packed our stuff in the morning and took a private jet. It was the quietest flight I've ever taken. Every now and then Id look over at Mattheo but he wouldn't look back at me, he wasn't even speaking to me at all.

It felt off and wrong when he'd act like this. I wanted to talk to him, but I didn't know when the right time would be. After the most miserable flight which felt like a lifetime, we arrived in New york.

We made our way back to the house to get some rest before heading to the base tomorrow morning. The guards helped with our bags and the maids unpacked them for us as we headed to our rooms.

I took a nice warm shower and changed into something comfortable. I laid in bed trying to fall asleep but it felt almost impossible, I mean don't get me wrong psychically I was exhausted but mentally I wasn't.

I was occupied thinking about Mattheo. I wanted to talk to Camila about it since she was my best friend, really the only friend that I could ever trust with problems like this.

But it was late and she was sleeping, I didn't want to wake her this late at night. My heart was telling me to go talk to Mattheo but at the same time, my gut was telling me not to. To just leave things the way that they were.

I uncovered the sheets off of me and getting out of bed. I was going to go talk to him and it get what was on my chest off, like it or not. I hated guilt and that's exactly the way I felt right now. I walked out of my room walking towards Mattheo's room.

There I stood in front of his black door, I took a deep breath before balling up my fist getting ready to knock on the door. I close my eyes to knock as I feel the door open, I open my eyes to meet his.

There he was standing there, looking hotter than ever. He was shirtless as I got a full view of his perfect six-pack and tattooed chest, with sweatpants on.

His hair naturally curled in a perfectly messy way. His eyes full range quickly turned soft once he saw who it was.

We stood there in silence both wanting to say something to each other, but didn't know what to say or who was going to say first.

I walk up closer to him more than I already was. I stood up in my tippy toes reaching his height as I crossed my arms around his neck.
I felt his eyes watch my every move as I just ignored them doing what felt right. Slightly tilting my head and leaning in to kiss him.

I was darkness and he was darkness and there had never been anything before this time, only darkness and his lips upon mines. I tried to speak and his mouth was over mines again. Suddenly I had a wild thrill such as I had never known; joy, fear, madness, excitement, surrender to arms that were too strong, lips too bruising, fate that moved too fast.

I wanted more of him, I needed all of him. Pulling away from the kiss I look into his beautiful eyes. He smirked as he took my hands off his neck, grabbing my arm roughly and pulling me inside his bedroom. He closed the door and locked it.

"I want to hear you say it?" He says walking over to me. He places one hand on my hip and the other pushing my hair to the side getting the full view of my neck.

He looked at me with hunger, he bites my ear gently letting out a growl as he made his way down my neck. I small moan escaping my lips making him grab my neck into a chock position.

"Say what?" I whispered back, knowing exactly what he wanted me to say. As he smirked at me.

"Say it!" He growled at me as I smirked. He knew me too well.

"I love you Mattheo," I say as he placed both hands on my waist throwing me onto his bed. I let out a sight as he crawled onto me, kissing every inch of my body making sure he didn't miss a spot.

Flipping Mattheo over so I could be on top of him, he pulled my shirt off getting a perfect view of my breast. He smirked at me as he cupped one in his hand squeezing it hard as I moaned.

"You like it ruff, don't you," He says placing his fingers onto the fabric of my panties. I was wet, really wet. Bitting down on my bottom lip try's not to moan at his slow put perfect past of his fingers as I came.

"Mattheo" I whispered to him. I was afraid to tell him because it was embarrassing. I was still a virgin at 21.

"It's ok, I'm not going to do anything. At least not today." He says with a smile laying me down on his side as he kissed me my head.

Laying my head in his chest as I heard the sound of his heartbeat calmed me. I felt comfort when he was around me, and being in his arms was a better feeling.

My eyes felt heavy as I drifted off to sleep. I wish every day could be this way. In his arms where I felt safe.

"Goodnight Roxanne" I heard Mattheo mumble.

"Goodnight," I said back as we both fully went back to sleep.

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Author note: What-a-Chapter. So many feelings rushing all at once. It's the little moments they have that make me happy. I just wish for them to have a happy ending as they both deserve.