Mateo Rossi

“I think I passed by someone who tried to give me directions, but honestly, I’ve never been very good at following those,” she laughed with a small shrug.  Glancing over at the indicated direction, Daisy could at least see the double doors.  “Oh… I thought that area was closed off!  Gosh, see I’m just so turned around!”

Mateo chuckled. “That’s alright, no harm done.” He started leading Daisy across to the other side. “Someone should be at those doors letting them pass through. I’ll have to find out what’s up with that... but yeah, the guest areas are through here. Plenty of bathrooms and private spaces to get a breather if you need it.”

“Ah, well congratulations then.  I think with all the food, wine and entertainment everyone is having a good time which makes it easier to shuffle people off home. Is it not really hard having to stay sober when there is so much free alcohol sloshing around?” she asked with a grin at the end.

“It’s surprisingly easy,” Mateo replied, smile still on his face. Since his meltdown in front of Elle, he’d decided to stay away from alcohol for a long time. It’d been nothing but trouble for him for the past year anyway. “Seems like every time I get to drinking, I get in trouble, so...” he gave the other submissive a wink, playing off his words as just a joke. “But I’m glad you get to enjoy the free alcohol at least.”

“You might not want me to work on your truck,” Mae said, laughing quietly. “I might ruin it.” At the moment, that seemed a lot more pleasant than spending more time trying to make friends with the other Romanos, but she knew Mateo was right. “I won’t, I promise. I just hope that it’ll pay off sooner rather than later.”

“Trust me, there is nothing you could do to it to make it worse then it already is,” Mateo assured her with a small sigh. “It will. I can’t promise you’ll ever be happy and in love with Wolfgang, but you’ll find some way to find your happiness. There’s a whole lot of life left to live and ain’t no use spending it being miserable.” Which was rich, coming from him, but Elle had really helped change his outlook on things.

“Best thing to do after that shit show.” He had to agree, the mental stress had been the worst. At least his family had mostly made it through fine, but he was still feeling that residual tension. “Damn. I’m not as great at body work. Engine, windows, cleaning interiors, that shit’s in my wheelhouse, but a sledgehammer is brutal. If you want a fair quote, I know a guy who won’t shaft ya.” He knew he’d do the same thing if it was his car instead of trying to replace it, no matter how logical it was.

“Really? Yeah, I’d like that a lot. I can kinda tinker my way around the stuff under the hood, but I ain’t the tools to do anything with the body. Or the time.” It might take him a while to save up to get the work done, but it’d be worth it to him. “‘Course, depending on how bad the internal shit is damaged, I might have you look at it too. Pretty sure it’s gonna cost more than it’s worth to get it fixed, even at the fairest of prices - but it’s worth it to me.”

Mentally, she was gearing herself up to get back on her feet to give the family their privacy. But at his small talk style question, she found herself relaxing with a grateful grin. She would be fine in a moment, really. But it would help not to have that moment cut short. “Oh absolutely! This whole estate is gorgeous, and the glimpse I had of the grounds is making my mouth water. I haven’t had this much fun in ages.”

Elle laid in Mateo’s bed, still wearing her dress from earlier in the evening that she knew he liked so much. She had gotten a few things ready earlier so that when he arrived she would be able to give him a bit of a show. Smirking, she pulled up her dress, turned on the vibrator beside her, and moved it between her legs. She was curious to see how Mateo would react when he got in the bedroom and noticed. “It’s about time. I missed you,” she called out as she started to move the vibrator between her folds.

Mateo finished undressing but stayed where he was. She’d told him he had to come to her naked and hard - not that it’d be difficult, knowing his domme was waiting on him, but it’d take a minute. He reached down and started stroking himself, biting his lip as he imagined how the night might go.

“I’m s-sorry,” he forced out. “Maybe I won’t have to work so late next time...” Maybe. Unlikely, however, in his new role.

It didn’t take very long to get hard. Once he was ready, Mateo carefully sank down onto his hands and needs and began crawling to his bedroom. When he caught sight of Elle on his bed, still dressed, vibrator between her legs, his mouth went dry and his cock throbbed almost painfully. If he hadn’t been fully hard before, he certainly was now.

Sandro followed Mateo’s gesture and then had to admit he was taken aback. The Domme was absolutely stunning. “Wow. She is beautiful. Ah and there is my date.” He gestured to Ariella. 

“Absolutely. Makes good sense under current circumstances, although I am sorry you won’t get to relax and enjoy some time with your Domme.”

Mateo didn’t miss the look in Sandro’s eyes. Elle was exceedingly beautiful and it was obvious to anyone who looked at her. There were times that he wondered how in the hell he’d gotten so lucky, though he never thought for too long just in case the universe might take her away from him.

“Ahh, yeah, I’ve met Ari a couple times. She’s very nice and very beautiful as well, sir.” Mateo hoped his cheeks weren’t reddening - at the very least, it was warm in the main hall and it could be blamed on that rather then his memories of Ariella. “I’ll get some time with her tonight, luckily. She’s agreed to stay at my place this evening. Don’t feel too sorry for me, sir.”

Ari nodded in silent agreement. A lot had changed, even in just the past month. Hopefully things would keep looking up for the both of them like they were now.

“I might have to get something else, yeah. Although I have to say, I’m a much better bartender than the ones here,” she said with a bright laugh. “They’re not bad though. Are you working the whole night? Seems a shame that you don’t get to have any fun.”

Alexei snorted at the apology. The other didn’t need to say sorry. This was his own problem after all. He’d known better than to get involved with the man in the first place. He ran a hand down his face. “She’s lovely…” He said with a shake of his head, though he cringed slightly, feeling more than a little jealous.

“More lovely than me…” He let out a bitter laugh. “Better than me.”

“It’s got nothing to do with that,” Mateo assured him. “If I remember right, you’re a Montague, right? Right or wrong, your family’s got a reputation. He wants to play politics here and the lord of your family was just arrested for murder. It ain’t right and it ain’t fair, but I doubt it’s got anything to do with you.”

“It’s fine. I respect the rules. I just got misdirected. No ill intentions here, I promise.” Sandro assured with a gentle laugh. “Good good. Is your Domme here or is this strictly a work event for you?” He asked with just a twinge of curiosity. He was intrigued to see who was with the handsome but scruffy submissive. “Oh yes, it is wonderful. The Romanos really know how to do up an event. But don’t put yourself out, I’m sure I’ll find my girl.”

“She is, sir. Elle’s just over there, talking to someone I don’t recognize with the mask on.” Mateo pointed toward his domme, unable to help but smile as her dress glinted under the lights of the party. She was dressed to make heads turn and he’d certainly been distracted by her all night. 

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. Lord Romano wanted to make sure everyone under his roof was safe and having a good time. Please let me know if you do need anything - I’m on the clock until everyone is safe in a cab home,” Mateo explained, turning back toward the dominant. 

The way Mateo reacted was adorable and Elle wished she could have more fun with him right then and there. Instead she settled for leaning in and pressing a quick, almost innocent kiss to his lips before straightening up. “I’ll have fun, and I know you’ll be watching. See you later, Tesoro.” With a wink she sauntered away, content with the knowledge that his eyes would probably be on her walking away.

Mateo could not make it back to his cottage fast enough after the party had ended and he’d gotten a full report from the security team. No major incidents, for which he was thankful. But now he was far more thankful to be going home to his domme. 

“It’s actually surprisingly comfortable, it’s just not easy to walk in,” she chuckled as she shuffled along.  “You in charge of all this of something?” she asked as he spoke about the staffing again.

Mateo’s eyes widened a bit. “Oh... oh no, not all of it,” he said quickly. “Just the security piece. I was just recently given the job so I’m trying real hard not to screw things up tonight. So long as everyone gets home safe, I’ll count it as a win.”

“I know, and I’m very glad for that.” If it weren’t for Mateo, Mae was pretty sure she would become a hermit now. And she never minded spending time with Georgie or Celia. “They just remind me of my sisters. And I love my sisters so much but I don’t always relate to them well, or connect with them. But I’m trying.” She felt like she said that on a daily basis, but it was true. Things had been simpler before, when she kept to herself and hadn’t made many waves - but then she tried to branch out and make friends and things just spiraled very badly.

“I know you’re trying. And, hey, if you don’t wanna do all that girly shit, you can always come hang out with me and help me work on my truck,” Mateo offered, giving her a grin. “Just, y’know - take your time but don’t give up. That’s the worst thing you could do.”