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331 Lunch With Matteo

(Jayden)

Matteo's text is straight to the point: Lunch. Best restaurant in Brussels. Be there at 1.

There's a location pinned. I glance at my Rolex.

I message back: Don't think I'm taking lunch break

His answer is quick: Nonsense. You're the boss, no?

Well, damn it. He's right. I am.

When I step out of the town car, I'm greeted by cobblestones underfoot and an old-world elegance that hits different from the sleek, modern vibes back home

The restaurant is a hidden gem tucked away from the bustling streets, its charm oozing out from ivy-covered walls and grand arches.

He's already seated by the window, casually leaning back, a glass of red wine in one hand, his grin radiating confidence.

"There he is!" Matteo calls out, raising his glass as if we've known each other for years. "Jayden! Amico mio, you made it! Hungry?"

"I could eat," I say, sitting down across from him.

Matteo laughs. "Perfetto. We're going local today. Belgian cuisine at its finest. You'll leave here in love with stoofvlees-trust me. A Belgian stew. Delicioso."

The waiter arrives, and Matteo wastes no time. "Bonjour! Deux fois stoofvlees et une bouteille de votre meilleur vin rouge!" He doesn't even glance at the menu.

He turns back to me, his boyish grin still in place. "So, Jayden, what do you think of Brussels so far?"

admit. "But in a good way. The age of some of the buildings astounds me, to be

the European way. We work hard, sure, but we live and play hard too. Not like the corporate slavery they try and force on us.

women pass to sit at a neighboring table, giggling as they throw Matteo appreciative glances. I watch as he gives them a wink, his

glass up to them before he

help themselves," he says quietly to me, barely concealing his smirk. "It's

head. "You don't

comes in all shapes, sizes, and personalities, amico. I appreciate them all. But right now,

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the invite.

hours." He nods. "So, tell me-how are you

More

course. Gus ran it like a military camp. No room for fun, no room for anything but

and I sip the wine. It's complex and very good. "Hugo, I think Gus is like

eyebrows, leaning in conspiratorially. "I bet she's a total dominatrix Strict, controlling... I want to try it." I nearly choke on my wine. "You're serious?" I push back thoughts of my time with Ashlyn. I don't want to go back there again but I do get what Matteo is saying about

something about that cold

"Also addictive."

gets I've been there or something. But he

untouchable. I've tried a few times to crack that shell. No luck yet.

luck with

"Sofia, though-cara mia..."

I've got some vibes from her but I've ignored them. "Sofia's different," Matteo continues, lowering his voice. "She's all business on the surface, but she runs her life like a soap opera. I've been

let her fool you. She loves to

helping me a lot with

si, she's very... helpful. But let

my wife and my

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