His Tesoro (MxM)

Chapter 78

Matteo

Last night was like one of the best nights I've had in a long time, Spade's birthday was a success, and I thought Stefano wouldn't like that I had decided to match with him, but he took it pretty better than I had anticipated, and then Spade proposing, i always wanted that, to find the one for me, and recently I've been having this nagging feeling that I'd found him, but I wasn't sure yet.

I mean I know that I like Stefano, but I don't know if I love him, I care about him a lot, he's the one I always look for in a room full of people, whenever I see things that he likes, he's the first person that comes to my mind, he's the only one I smile for when I'm thinking about him, he's like my anchor, he makes everything better, makes me feel like I can take on the world, okay fuck not knowing if I love him, I know I love him, I've just been denying it to myself and everybody else.

I didn't know when it happened, but spending a whole lot of time with him, finding out new things about him that I didn't know about him, doing all these couple things with him, I guess I just kind of got into it, and now I've fallen in love with him.

Most people get scared when they realize they're in love with someone they like and spend a lot of time with, but I'm not.
Actually I'm kind of happy about it, I mean I know he's in love with me, so the only problem I might have, is getting him to believe that I'm in love with him.

I slowly made my way to the bathroom to do my morning business, I woke up to an empty bed this morning, no Stefano in sight.
Honestly, I was surprised when he told me the house belongs to him last night, and then the tattoo on his back, it was so big that I almost jumped when I saw it, I didn't know he had a tattoo at all, I mean how did something that big escape me?

Tattoos usually means something, but Stefano's didn't seem to have a meaning for his own, besides a Medusa tattoo is pretty feminine, I made a mental note to check what it meant later as I made my way out of the bathroom, now that it was day time, I could actually see the room clearly and it was actually looking very nice and neat.

The creamy walls that had one or two paintings hanging from them, I bet Stefano made those, the curtains was almost the same color as the walls, and the windows were open so I slowly made my way towards it, I peeked my head out and looked outside, I had seen the beach last night but seeing it again now that I was sober and wide awake, it was actually really magnificent and empty, I don't think anyone ever visited the beach, maybe I'll drag Stefano with me later.

Speaking about him, I haven't seen him since I woke up, I decided to go look for him, walking out of the bedroom, I was in a long corridor that had six doors, three on each side, all painted white, the walls had a few paintings hanging from them, mostly abstract paintings, I remember Stefano showing me two of the rooms last night.

I walked down towards where there was light, which I know would lead downstairs and I was right, I made my way down the stairs and immediately i got down, the smell of food invaded my nose, making my stomach to grumble, I didn't really eat anything else last night after I drank almost half a bottle of wine, bad choice.

I stepped foot into the large living room, okay I definitely didn't get a good look of the place last night, it's actually really big and whoa, there's a huge glass encasing that was showing everything on the outside to me on the inside, and I could only see a few gravel on the ground and then way in front of the property were trees, which I'm guessing led to the forest.

So the back has a beach and the front has wildlife, Stefano really knows how to acquire property.
I looked to my right and there was a fireplace that didn't seem to be on and by my left was a huge TV, I walked further down, standing just behind the only furniture he had, which was a grey couch, I heard clatter of plates and I immediately froze up, not knowing if it was Stefano, or maybe a house keeper he had here, I just stood behind the couch waiting for whoever was in there to come out.