Billionaire Mafia's Manny
Chapter 122

Chapter 122: Chapter 122

The car is parked in front of Ezra’s house, silence dominating the inside of it as Sebastian refuses to loom at Zeno.

Zeno had tried to speak to him when he entered the car, but Sebastian wouldn’t listen to him.

Zeno realized that Sebastian didn’t want him at that moment, so he decided to stay away. Maybe they’ve been by each other’s side for so long and have forgotten how to let the other breathe. Sebastian needed his space, and he would respect that.

He had asked Sebastian to drop him off at Ezra’s home; he couldn’t bear the silent treatment that he knew Sebastian was going to give him at home, so he’d just give him that space. They would talk when Sebastian had released some steam.

Zeno looked out and saw the building beside their car; he knew it was Ezra’s; if not, Sebastian wouldn’t have parked in front of it.

Zeno turned and looked at Sebastian, and he still had his face looking straight as if there was no one in the car with him.

"Goodnight..." Zeno wished him but still got no response.

He sighed, opened the door, and left the car.

Sebastian shit his eyes the moment Zeno left his car; his fingers were gripping the steering wheel so tightly that they turned pale.

He gritted his teeth and marched the pedal, speeding away from the front of Ezra’s house.

Zeno sighed when he heard the car drive away behind him. His heart wrenched, he felt abandoned, and his world was crumbling on him; he could not still process the fact that for the first time since they started dating, Sebastian was really angry at him and truly abandoned him in the house of another man.

He walked close to Ezra’s door and knocked, hoping he was home and not in the hospital.

Inside the house, Ezra was lying on the sofa when he heard a knock on his door; he was almost half-asleep, and the first thing that came to his mind when he heard it was the barcode sign.

Have they managed to trace Nicholas here? He didn’t have visitors because he was always at work, it was weird for him to have them, especially by that time of the night.

He picked up his eyeglasses from the table and fixed them on his face.

He looked at the clock and frowned; it was a few minutes past nine; who would want to visit him by that time?

He was about to ignore whoever it was and go into his study when a call came through on his phone.

He looked and saw that it was Zeno, he picked it up immediately, maybe they knew something about the people knocking on his door.

"Hello, Zeno, everything alright?" Ezra asked quietly.

"I’m knocking on your door..." Zeno informed.

Ezra paused, he frowned, unsure if he heard correctly. "What did you say, Zsno?" He asked slowly.

"I’m in front of your house, Doc," Zeno said more firmly this time.

Ezra couldn’t believe it, "Um, hang on, I’m coming right away," He replied and ended the call.

As he walked toward his door, he was still in doubt, but when he opened it and saw Zeno looking down at the floor, he knew he couldn’t be seeing things.

"Zeno?" He called cautiously.

Zeno looked up and bit his lips. He was suddenly feeling like hugging Ezra and letting his pent-up emotions go, but he didn’t; that would be awkward between them.

"Can I come in?" Zeno asked in a low voice.

Ezra blinked, "Yes, yes, of course, please," He pushed his glasses in place and stepped aside to let Zeno in.

Zeno walked into the house, his eyes immediately spotting the sofa. He instantly knew that that was where he’d be sleeping that night. Even if Ezra offered him a bed, he would refuse; a couch was just the best thing he needed at that moment; his mood matched the couch perfectly.

Ezra shut the door and went over to Zeno, who was already sitting on the sofa.

"Everything alright, Zeno?" Ezra asked, squatting in front of Zeno.

Zeno shook his head, "Can I just sleep here tonight? I don’t want to talk about it..." He replied.

Ezra sighed; he read Zeno’s face and realized that he looked on the brink of crying. He moved close and gently hugged Zeno, "It’s okay, Zeno. It’s going to be alright, whatever you have going on with Sebastian will be alright. Or I have a better idea for you," Ezra smirked at him.

Zeno looked up at him, "What?" He asked quietly.

"You can leave him, you have other options, like me...or Nicholas. But I’m advocating for myself. I’ll never make you sad, want to try?" Ezra teased.

Zeno chuckled, shook his head, and shifted away from Ezra, "I’ll stick with Sebastian...it’s not that serious, he just needs some time to think it over," He informed.

Ezra nodded and stood, "I knew I’d get rejected; that’s why I never bothered," He sighed, pretending to be sad.

Zeno smiled, "Thank you for taking me in, Doc; I’ll just sleep over here; I won’t be a bother," He said.

Ezra nodded, "I’m sorry, my guest room is in disorder, and as you know, Nick is in my room. I’ll just have to share the bed with him, or would you-"

"No, no, it’s fine; I still have an unsettled issue with him; you go share a bed with him; I’m fine here," Zeno replied.

"That’s what I thought...goodnight, Zeno," Ezra said and went over to his other sofa to pick up the pillow he had thrown over there.

He didn’t like using pillows while lying on a sofa, but he didn’t know about Zeno, so he gave it to him just in case he wanted to use it.

"Thank you," Zeno took the pillow from him and hugged it.

The pillow was going to be his companion for the night. He missed Sebastian, and he couldn’t help thinking about what he must be doing alone at that moment.

Was he missing him too? Or was he trying his best to get over him?

"Stop the thinking, Zeno. Get some rest, I’ll drive you back in the morning," Ezra gently touched Zeno’s shoulder.

Zeno nodded, "You can go, I’ll sleep soon," He said to Ezra.

"Alright," Ezra sighed and walked away.

As he reached his door, he took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and walked in.

The lights were turned off, but he didn’t bother turning it on. He could find his way to his bed.

It was better this way; asking Zeno to sleep on the same bed with Nicholas would be very wrong; he would be putting Nicholas in an uncomfortable position. He was still trying to come to terms with the fact that Zeno was dating Sebastian; it would be a torment for him to sleep in the same bed with Zeno.

However, Ezra believed that Nicholas didn’t have a problem sleeping on the same bed with him; he had tested that, and he knew that there was no possibility of any romantic relationship between them.

He quietly walked over to the side of the bed that he knew was empty and gently lowered himself to it.

He lifted the cover and got under it. He felt for his pillow, but he couldn’t find it. He lay on his side and stretched his hand over to the other side of the bed, searching for the pillow.

His hand collided with Nicholas’s thighs, and he instantly withdrew his hand.

He didn’t want to disturb someone who was sleeping, Nicholas would push him out of the bed if he dared to do so.

He brought his phone and used the light from his screen to search for the other pillow, and that’s when he saw it between Nicholas’ thighs.

He was hugging the pillow between his legs, sleeping soundly. Ezra knew that it would be hard to take it out without disturbing him.

He took a deep breath and moved closer to Nicholas, prying the bitter man didn’t wake up to catch him.

However, The moment he put his hands between Nicholas’ thighs, his hand was grabbed, and Nicholas’ eyes flew open, looking right at Ezra.

"What do you think you’re doing, Doc?" Nicholas asked, his voice hinting that he had been disturbed from sleep.

Ezra sighed and tried removing his hand, but Nicholas held him tighter.

"Answer me, Doc, are you trying to take advantage of me?" Nicholas lifted his upper body by placing his elbow on the bed.

"No. I just wanted to get my pillow. Pillow, not your dick, Nick. Chill, I just want to sleep too," Ezra replied and proceeded to draw the pillow out from Nicholas’ thighs.

"See? It’s just a pillow..." He raised the pillow to show Nicholas.

Nicholas blinked, "Why are you here...what happened to the couch?" He asked.

Ezra placed the pillow behind him as he answered, "Zeno’s lying there,"

"What?!" Nicholas asked in disbelief.

Ezra moved fast and placed a hand over Nicholas’ mouth, "Shh, don’t be so loud, you’ll disturb him," he whispered.

Nicholas removed Ezra’s hand and spoke in a lower tone, "Why? What is he doing here?"

Ezra smiled, "I don’t know, he didn’t say. Maybe he fought with his boyfriend," He said.

Nicholas scoffed, "Sebastian’s such a fool..." He mumbled.

"I know, hurting someone like Zeno, it’s a shame..." Ezra agreed.

Nicholas paused; he suddenly remembered that Ezra had asked him if he liked Zeno too, with emphasis on the "too." Does it mean he liked Zeno, too?

Could they just have liked the same person again, just like in college?

"Ezra?" Nicholas called quietly.

"Do you like...no, did you have feelings for Zeno?" He questioned.

Ezra shrugged, "Not anymore...how about you?"

Nicholas was quiet for a while, "I don’t know,"

"I’ll take that as a yes..." Ezra chuckled lowly.

"Leave me alone, Ezra, I’m going to speak to him," Nicholas said and turned away from Ezra.

Ezra wasted no time in drawing him back and pinned him down on the bed; he got above Nicholas and pinned his head above him.

"Are you that heartbroken that you’ve lost your mind?" Ezra asked with a frown.

Nicholas could barely make out Ezra’s face, "Get off-"

"Shh, be quiet, Nicholas..." Ezra raised his hand above Nicholas and turned on the bed lamp, the dim light illuminating their surroundings and allowing them to see each other’s faces clearly.

"Ezra...this is not funny," Nicholas said.

Ezra nodded, "It’s not meant to be funny...how about I help you get over Zeno? It’s not healthy, being stuck up on someone..." His face lowered onto Nicholas’ face, stopping when their nose bridge touched.

"What are you- mm..." Nicholas’s eyes widened, and his fists clenched above him.

Ezra had kissed him. A real kiss this time, he was fighting to come up with a reaction, push or pull, he didn’t know which one to do.

Ezra’s lips moved slowly against his, and he gasped the moment he felt Ezra’s tongue lick across his lips.

Ezra smiled and pulled away a little, "See? You liked it, didn’t you? There’s more from where that came from," He whispered.

Ezra wasn’t sure of what he was doing, but it felt good at that moment, so why not?

Nicholas was breathing hard, he stared up at Ezra and couldn’t believe what he said next, "Do it without your glasses...they were in the way," He whispered.

Ezra smirked, he released Nicholas’ wrists and whispered in his ears, "Do it yourself, Nicholas,"