Nothing Above You

Thirty four

Mateo Delacruz

"Good morning." I am greeted by the employees of the company as I follow Maria. She walks confidently ahead of me while I feel somewhat uncomfortable by all the stares I'm getting.

"Ignore them. You'll just focus on Mr. Marcelo and his personal duties." She says, walking closer to me and I look at her with wide eyes.

What was with this personal duties?

"I don't think I understand." I whisper which makes her chuckle. She stops in front of the elevator and presses a button. "I don't think I can explain it better than Mr. Enzo." She smiles warmly before entering the elevator. I follow her closely, not wanting to get lost in this huge building.

Who could guess I was the son of Delacruz, second wealthiest businessmen in Italy by the way I was acting, all nervous and anxious. I couldn't tell it either.

"Mr. Enzo's office is on the next floor. You can walk in directly into the last door you'll see. Welcome to Mar-C empire, Mr. Delacruz." She looks at me before getting off the elevator with a grin on her face.

"Uh, thank you?" I utter before the elevator begins to roll up and opens at the next floor. My heart is in my throat as I look down at myself, making sure I looked good in the blue suit I wore. I had styled my brown hair, pushing them back wanting to be perfect.

The door rings indicating that I was about to see Enzo. I have no idea why I am feeling so nervous. It's not like I'm going to see him for the first time but maybe I really wanted to show him that I could be professional as well.

I take steps towards the last door on the empty floor, every step being nerve wracking. Pushing the door open, I see him standing next to his desk. He looks incredibly sexy with his sleeves rolled up as he goes through the papers in his hand with a frown. When he finally looks up, his expression relaxes as soon as his eyes find me.

"finalmente sei qui, Matt. (You're finally here)" He softly speaks putting the papers on the desk and walks towards me.

His shirt has two buttons undone as his hair messily fall over his forehead. Seeing him with his hair down is a new feeling that I never thought could be expressed. I forget to breathe for a second as I intake his beauty.

"Hi." I sheepishly answer closing the doer behind me and taking a step closer to him. His eyes look at me for a second before he reaches out for me and pulls me in a hug out of nowhere.

He rests his head in the crook of my neck nuzzling his nose. His hot breath sends shiver down my body and for a moment, I'm standing there, frozen in my place.

I slowly wrap my arms around his waist, feeling each and every muscle under that shirt relax under my touch. I pull him closer to me and let him rest on my shoulder as he bends slightly to rest his head. I wasn't short but he was taller.

"Are you okay?" I whisper, running my hand over his back to comfort him. "No." His voice is low and he pushes his nose deeper in my neck. I could feel my body shaking as I feel his hot breath coming down on my skin. His nose grazing my neck.

"What's wrong?" I try to pull away to look at him but he wraps his arms around me tighter. "Too tired." He mumbles on my skin and I can feel tingling sensation but it's not only tingles. If I stay like this for more five minutes with him mumbling like this on my neck, I might not be able to control myself and end up making weird noises.

"Why don't you take a day off then?" I ask, wrapping my hands in his hair, finding them soft, I twirl his hair around my fingertips slightly.