— How much bullshit! Impossible Ares to have had a son — Marcelo laughed loudly.
— No, no! It's totally possible. It is not known about the whereabouts of Antônio Callegari, and also did not find out anything about Ares before he went to the United States — Cassandra pondered, still surprised while facing Nathaniel — It makes a lot of sense.
Nathaniel was watching them with a blank face when Jake pointed out that detail. Certainly this left the others apprehensive and nervous without knowing what to think. Although Jake felt he had hit the fly, since the bite bothered.
— But why the hell would he hide that he has a son? And even more let himself get involved in those rumors! Does it make sense? — Julio pointed out.
— Nath... — Guilherme whispered and the omega just sighed.
— When I was born, my father was eighteen. I stayed with my mother for two years and then my father came to pick me up to live with him.
— I'm sorry, but do you really want people to believe that you are the son of Ares?
Nathaniel tilted his head.
— Whether people believe it or not, this will not change the reality. As for the reason he hid me was precisely to prevent blackmailers use me as a bridge to gain favors from him.
— And did that make any difference? In the end you became known as his lover, became the target of journalists and fans alike — Marcelo questioned, while typing everything on Jake's notebook.
— Well, some brands were hesitant to sign a sponsorship deal with him because of these ridiculous rumors. Let's say that it filtered well the people who approached Ares. If it is to use in the matter of homage, you can say that Ares made the decision to hide me because was afraid of which way would be more painful for both of us.
Jake thought it made some sense, after people like his parents approached Ares, taking advantage of rumors about the fighter prefer... Younger people. Although he as a father figure seems to be better for them, however Jake did not know why Ares made his decisions.
— Several photos were taken of you in bed with Ares, so it's hard to believe what is revealing us — Marcelo pondered.
Nathaniel stood in silence staring at the photos that the beta lawyer had used to threaten him. Holding one of them, where he and Ares slept hugged, the omega whispered.
— He was a fool, whenever he drank, he became all sentimental and treated me like a baby. It was common for him to make me sit on his legs and keep squeezing me asking me to become small again — Raising the tip of his lips, Nataniel sketched a half smile — The paparazzi treated with malice what for us was just a moment of father and son.
— But you do not sleep in the same bed as your mother and nor with your stepfather, right?
— Of course not, I was fifteen at the time and it is clear that I also had my moments of childishness — Leaving the photo on the table, Nathaniel crossed his arms again — Ares' agent forbade us to be affectionate in public, I could not call him father when we were out of the house. So it is justifiable that at the time I also wanted to be childish and want to receive attention from the person I admire most.
Jake felt his heart throbbing. Although Nathaniel did not express anything in his face, the bite left for the alpha the feeling that his omega was immersed in nostalgic memories that caused him pain.
How could he endure all that without showing anything?
How did Nathaniel manage to hold everything so far?
Instinctively the alpha held the hand of his omega, intertwining fingers without ceasing to look at him sadly. It looked like a puppy staring at its owner. Upon realizing this, Nathaniel uttered a low laugh and stroked the dark hair of Jake.
— I'm fine, you don't have to make that face.
— You always say you're fine, but now I know you're not.
— Well, it was my father. We lived glued to each other so it's natural that I have difficulties talking about him.
— I know it's difficult, but why did your father hide the identity as Antonio?
— I don't know the details — Nathaniel rubbed his thumb on Jake's hand despite him seriously answering Cassandra's question — My mother once told me that my grandfather was against my father becoming a fighter, and probably when he was found by the agent there was a huge fight.
— I remember uncle Ares commenting to my father that your grandfather tried to contact him — Guilherme explained, looking at the ceiling as if trying to pull from memory any information that was useful — Probably the quarrel between them must have been ugly to the point of uncle Ares having cut off relations, don't you think?
— And considering the fame that Ares gained later, they may have tried to get back together and gave him a whole farm — Complementava Matheus.
— Well, I don't know the details, I never asked about my grandparents and Ares didn't mention it either.
— We could try to contact them...
— I do not recommend that you do this — Matheus warned — If the division of the inheritance has already given internal problems, leaving it public would only make things worse. In fact, just the fact that you announce Nathaniel as son of Ares can make the Callegari try to contact.
— Even if they want to fight, they won't get anything. Ares inherited the farm, and now it's mine, since I'm Ares' only child.
— Surely more people will appear claiming to be children of Ares so they can put their hands on this farm — Cassandra recalled, turning the pen between her fingers — What do you intend to do when these rumors arise?
— If you contact the former Ares' agent, you may have access to my father's medical report. He did vasectomy at thirty precisely to avoid this kind of situation.
— At thirty?!!! So young?! He didn't think he could have more children?
— He was already living a hell to have one, imagine having more — Julio remembered, releasing a derisive laugh — Although this type of surgery is also reversible, so...
— Ares was an athlete, it was mandatory to have regular medical examinations. So I say that with the agent you will have access to medical tests that can prove the fact that he can no longer have children and also... — Nathaniel lowered his eyes to his own chest The proof that he is my father.
Jake sighed shaking his omega hand. It was that feeling again. How could the alpha make Nathaniel feel better? Or would it be better to interrupt the interview?
— Did he do any DNA test before? — Marcelo questioned, with some reluctance.
Everyone there had noticed that Nathaniel was talking well, however the worried look that Jake threw to the lover was like a beautiful sign of attention for others. If Jake frowned, everyone would imagine that Nathaniel was feeling uncomfortable — despite not expressing.
Still, Nathaniel told reporters the details of the accident three years ago. The fact that he was in a coma because of the various injuries, and the urgent heart transplant surgery.
— This type of surgery is complicated and risky. Only someone compatible could donate... The tests must be thorough, no?
— And he was compatible for being your father... Wow — Marcelo sighed surprised staring at the screen of the notebook where he writes all the conversation — I assume that the information about the transplant is also with the agent, no?
— A copy with the agent and one with my mother. Since she had to sign for me too. But if you want, ask the agent. I... I really don't want to see these documents.
— It's all right, Nath.
Jake comforted the omega, and so they continued the interview. Nathaniel guided the journalists to obtain the necessary evidence to show in the tribute story about the paternity of Ares.
The journalists typed in the notebook all the material, under the strict supervision of Ricardo and Matheus who did not let pass a comma out of place. Hours later, when the sky had already darkened, everyone had a copy of the interview.
Nathaniel massaged his head, being supported by Jake who hugged him quickly.
— I think you better rest, Nath. Your brother told me that you didn't stop quiet this week.
— Oh, you really don't look well — Cassandra commented curiously.
— I'm already used to it since I suffered the accident, just need a good night's sleep.
— Let's go to your house, if I use my pheromones maybe you can feel better.
— Thank you, Jake.
The exchange of looks full of complicity between the couple. And the little smile that Nathaniel gave the alpha already made him look like a puppy all happy to get some praise. Jake even released some pheromones on Nathaniel, but only a little bit to please him.
— Very well, with that we should be able to assemble the documentary — Marcelo was lying down — As soon as I have everything ready, I send a message warning the day when the story will air.
— Very well — Jake smiled, but behind his smile there was a small threat — Oh, and I hope you're not funny to make up stories.
— We signed a contract, I have no money to pay fines, lawsuits and lawyers.
— So, if you'll excuse us, we will go first.
Jake didn't even wait for the journalists' response, he held Nathaniel in his arms and carried him out of the room.
— Hey! I can still walk!!
— Maybe not, the way you are is able to stumble with the wind.
— Don't overdo it, Jake!
— Haha, calm my prince, your white horse prince will take you to the castle.
— Do not say embarrassing things in front of others!! — Complained the omega hiding his red face behind his hands.
At least the alpha kept his word. He took Nathaniel home, and while the omega was showering, Jake talked to his in-laws and told them about the interview. Although Arabella wanted to know more, she had to restrain herself when Nathaniel left the bathroom.
The poor boy was exhausted. His dark circles were deeper than normal, giving the impression that Nathaniel would sleep standing up. So Jake accompanied him to the room, and inside released his pheromones to cover the whole omega's body.
Unlike that week where he had endless nightmares, felt anxious to solve all those problems, now Nathaniel could finally relax. And for this, it was enough to lay your head in the chest of his alpha and close your eyes, being enveloped by its woody aroma and the warm touch of his hands.