20. Matteo
Chapter 20
Matteo
It was rare for Matteo to fall asleep anywhere other than his own bed. Matteo lived a life of precision, control, and an almost paranoid alertness to threats. But such was the sheer bliss of his cinema room encounter with Kyan that Matteo had well and truly let his guard down and slept all through the night.
‘Good morning, baby boy,’ Matteo said as he woke to the sight of Kyan sitting upright next to him as he lay. ‘Have you been up for long?’
‘ Ummmm … nope,’ Kyan replied, evidently not telling the whole truth. ‘I was just about to choose a morning movie to watch.’
‘Sure,’ Matteo said, looking up at the projector screen and watching as Kyan scrolled through the choices on offer, his fingers nervously twitching on the remote control. ‘Something tells me you’ve been up for a while. Or maybe that’s just me being a suspicious Daddy?’
Kyan giggled and shook his head in mock disgust.
‘I’d never lie to my, Daddy,’ Kyan said, rolling his eyes for added effect. ‘Okay. How about something fun, like a cartoon.’
‘You choose, I’ll be back in a moment,’ Matteo said, standing up from the couch in nothing but his boxer briefs. ‘I need my morning caffeine injection. And I’ll make you a warm milk too.’
‘With cocoa sprinkles?’ Kyan asked, his big eyes looking up at Matteo pleadingly.
‘We’ll see,’ Matteo laughed.
Matteo proceeded to pick up his cell phone and walk out of the cinema room and down the corridor toward his kitchen.
After going about his morning coffee ritual, Matteo knew he had a moment to kill before the coffee machine worked its magic, so decided to check his messages for anything important. The plan was to meet with Steele in the afternoon and make the decisive first move in taking Alphonso Fendi out of the equation for good.
There was no denying it – this was a big day.
‘Okay, Steele, no surprises please,’ Matteo chuckled to himself as he picked up his phone and went to open his covert messaging app.
However as Matteo swiped the phone open, he was met with a sight that sent shivers done his spine…
‘You have to be fucking kidding me,’ Matteo growled, his eyes scanning over an online poker site. ‘That damned boy was lying to me.’
Matteo’s mood was suddenly blacker than his morning coffee.
Kyan hadn’t been watching movies since dawn, he’d evidently been playing poker online, and in doing so had potentially put himself back in the gravest of danger. Not only that, if his gaming account was still being monitored then it meant that Matteo’s life was now in danger too as it was clear evidence that he had lied about killing him.
Stay calm. Think.
What are the plays? What’s my move?
Screw it. The boy needs to be seen to first of all…
Without further ado, Matteo stormed from the kitchen and right back into the cinema room. The look of pure guilt on Kyan’s face as he saw Matteo standing in the doorway glaring at him told its own story. If Matteo had even the slightest shred of doubt that Kyan had gone against his wishes and played poker online behind his back, then those doubts were well and truly vanquished.
‘Is there anything you wish to say?’ Matteo enquired, walking over toward Kyan as he fiddled with his fingers and thumbs, his guilt abundantly clear. ‘I must say, if this is your best poker face, then I’m not impressed.’
‘Daddy, I can explain,’ Kyan said, cracking under the pressure of Matteo’s most intense stare.
‘How about I explain instead,’ Matteo barked, moving close enough to Kyan to grab him by his arm and haul the boy to his feet. ‘You want to disobey your Daddy? Fine. You want to act all innocent and watch a movie? Sure. But first, I’ll put this remote control to better use.’
With that, Matteo yanked Kyan’s briefs down to his ankles and used the large, flat remote control to crack his left cheek and then his right cheek.
‘ Owwww ! It’s too early for a spanking!’ Kyan cried out, hopping from foot to foot.
‘It’s never too early for a naughty Little to have his bottom heated up,’ Matteo answered. ‘And I’m going to walk your butt around the entire ground floor with the remote control providing direction. We’ll keep going until I’m satisfied that you’ve learned your lesson.’
‘No, Daddy! Please, I’m sorry!’ Kyan said, squealing as Matteo landed another two cracks and began to walk him out of the cinema room and into the lobby, his cock bouncing in front of him to add to the painful humliation.
‘We’ve got four downstairs rooms, plus the corridor and lobby,’ Matteo said, landing another thwack to Kyan’s rapidly reddening cheeks. ‘And just so you know, if I’m not satisfied that you have taken your punishment on board, I’ll march you up and down the stairs too. All four floors if I need to.’
Kyan gasped and then took another double spank as he began what would be a very harsh lesson indeed. Matteo was angry that he had been lied to and deceived, but most of all he was furious that his darling boy had put his own life in such unnecessary danger – and Matteo was determined to ensure that Kyan learned his lesson in the clearest way possible.
CRACK!
CRACK!
‘Next up it’s the study,’ Matteo roared, nudging Kyan in the direction of the heavy mahogany door as he waddled along with his briefs around his ankles and his soft butt cheeks glowing red.
CRACK!
CRACK!
‘Keep moving,’ Matteo said. ‘I want you to walk a lap of the room. And think about whether you’re ever going to lie to me again.’
‘Yes, Daddy,’ Kyan said, his head bowed as he followed his Daddy’s command to the letter.
Finally, Matteo brought the discipline to an end in the kitchen.
The boy had learned his lesson, there was no doubting that.
‘I’m so sorry Daddy,’ Kyan said, standing in front of Matteo with his hands on his head and his lower half fully on display. ‘I messed up. I messed up so bad. I don’t know what came over me. I just felt like I needed my old life back, even for just a minute.’
‘I know, baby boy,’ Matteo answered. ‘And you will have it back soon. But you need to hold tight and do as I say until then. But I think you understand that now, don’t you?’
‘I do, Daddy,’ Kyan replied. ‘I really, really do.’
With that, Matteo saw that his darling Little had well and truly understood his mistake and taken his punishment as it was intended. It was time to let go of his fear and anger and give Kyan the aftercare that he deserved.
‘My coffee can wait,’ Matteo said, a kind smile on his face. ‘It’s time for me to break out the cooling gel and get those sweet cheeks nice and calm. And after that, I’ll make us both a wholesome breakfast. How does that sound?’
‘It sounds good, Daddy,’ Kyan replied, a hint of a smile on his face. ‘Thank you.’
‘Don’t mention it,’ Matteo said, taking Kyan by the hand and walking him over toward the refrigerator. ‘I guess neither one of us will look at a TV remote control the same again though, will we?’
Matteo and Kyan laughed together.
The morning may have started off differently to either one of them had hoped, but it was certainly going to be a memorable way for Matteo to say goodbye ahead of his dangerous trip with Steele.
Kyan may have suspected that it was a high risk affair, but Matteo was fully aware of the risks involved. There was a chance he wouldn’t return alive – and if this was the case then Matteo wanted to give Kyan the best goodbye he could…
The rest of the early morning with Kyan was far less eventful than the opening segment, that was for sure. But after plenty of nurturing aftercare and a wholesome breakfast, Matteo bid farewell to Kyan and made his way to the city limits to meet with Steele.
As he pulled up on the quiet side road that bordered a large woodland, Matteo looked around and saw that Steele hadn’t arrived yet. This was nothing to worry about, as Matteo had in fact managed to arrive twenty minutes ahead of the scheduled time.
‘Time to cover all my bases,’ Matteo said, taking his cell phone out and writing a message to Faustino and Michael.
Faustino had arrived to take the first supervisory shift at Matteo’s house ahead of his departure, but with Kyan’s eager ears listening, Matteo had kept things formal and brief.
Both Faustino and Michael knew the severity of the situation, and the three Daddies were all realists too. It simply wasn’t possible to live a mafia life and not be comfortable with death on one level or another. That said, Matteo still wanted to make sure that his two cousins knew how much he valued their friendship…
MATTEO : I’m at the rendezvous point. Waiting for K. I know we don’t do the emotional shit, but… I love you both. True family, true friends. It’s a rare combination, certainly in our world. But if there’s a chance that this is the end for me, I wanted you two sonsofbitches to know that I appreciate you both. I’ll be in touch soon.
With that, Matteo put his phone away and looked out toward the forest on one side and listened out for approaching vehicles. All was quiet. But Matteo knew that Steele would be arriving shortly, and once the two of them set off together it might be a case of walking into the most dangerous storm of their lives…