My Boss

[29]

[kiara]

It has been awhile since I went on my little excursion to find out who was the mole. The trap I set was going to take awhile to fully set, but once it was complete it would be easy to catch the rat. However, it has been a little bit of a struggle checking on the status of my trap, due to a certain snitch. Even after our little fun in the shower, Mateo of course ratted me out and went straight back to Marco telling him exactly what I had done. Of course I hadn't told Mateo the reason behind me leaving town and this was the primary reason why he told Marco. He was always a little bit of a child whenever he didn't get his way, especially when it came to controlling me. He knew telling Marco would get him exactly what he wanted and that was full access to me. Marco thought it best that he watch my every move at every waking moment for my safety. Some women would've loved to have a man like Mateo looking after them, but I was getting annoyed and when I got annoyed I got even more sneaky. 
I needed to know if my trap was in motion, so I had to use my last resort with Mateo to get him off my back, the past. Our past was something he was always afraid to deal with or face head on. I honestly didn't want to bring it up, but time was running out and the with Marco occupied with Noah this weekend made him vulnerable. His mother was one sick woman and knowing she was enjoying every bit of this made me angrier. Especially since I could possibly have the key to taking part of her operation down.  

"I don't see why you're putting yourself through this. I know having me here all day is starting to get to your nerves, but all you have to do is tell the truth and this will all be over with my love."

If I had a dollar for how many times he has said the same thing over and over, I'd be able to afford a shopping spree in Milan. 

"Tell the truth? What do you know about doing such a thing, when all you've ever done is lie. Especially to me."

I could feel him tense and I knew that this wasn't going to take long because he was just going to try and talk about something else. However, this time I was going to corner him in. 

"I put myself through a relationship with you and you think this is bad? Oh no baby, this is refreshing."
"Kiara we don't-"
"Don't what? Have to go there? Oh really, who said you had the authority to decide where we could go? It's funny how you always thought that no matter out status. If we were together or not. I was always under you and you just had to be in control of everything. But answer me this Mateo if you were so in control why couldn't you control yourself from breaking my heart?"

That one hit. He was completely still and he didn't move, but his breathing was irregular. Maybe if I had sharp hearing I could hear his  heart pounding. 

"I didn't want to control you."

He spoke up. Hearing that made me giggle a little.

"Oh sweetheart we both know that's a lie. You knew exactly how to break me down and when you had the chance you took it because you confused me for the enemy. Baby I was nothing like your mother, but since your mommy issues messed you up so bad you got mad."

Upon hearing that Mateo yanked me from my spot on the couch and quickly wrapped an arm around my neck. I hit him where it really hurt and he wanted to push the pain away the way he had been pushing down on my neck. 

"You know nothing of my mother and you think you have the right to speak on her. You really should watch what you say Kiara, your word could be the death of you."

I smiled, but could barely respond seeing that he was applying more pressure onto my neck. I tried to muster up a few words, but he was cutting off all air supply and I began to struggle breathing.
After a moment or two passed he realized what he was doing and let go of my neck letting me drop to the floor gasping for air. 

"Ah there's the Mateo I know. Welcome back baby."

I said as I tried to catch my breath. He just stood there looking between his hand and my crumbled state on the floor. I smiled up at him wildly, throwing him off. I could see it in his eyes, the fear and regret. But he said nothing and quickly exited the room, looking at his hand as if it were on fire. I felt bad, knowing what I had just caused, but the sacrifices had to be made so Helena Moretti would pay, so everyone I loved, including him, didn't have to.

[a/n]: this was toxic, just like my hiatus.