Billionaire Mafia's Manny
Chapter 158 - 157

Chapter 158: Chapter 157

Zeno was walking through the dance floor, his eyes locked on the booth he was heading to.

Sebastian was the one who chose the corner to sit in; he had gone to the last, darkest part of the club, sitting and spending with the darkness.

He had noticed the secret look Leon and Nicholas had when they followed Sebastian behind.

As he reached the booth, he could see the cherry tip of Sebastian’s cigarette glowing in the dimly lit booth, he frowned.

He thought Sebastian had stopped smoking, what was this habit of constant smoking?

"Zeno, can I talk to you for a second?" Nicholas met him before he could reach the booth.

Zeno looked past Nicholas’ shoulder and saw Leon calmly drumming his finger on the table while Sebastian looked aloof as he dragged in his cigarette.

Zeno frowned and looked away from him; he could smoke all he wanted, but he didn’t care.

"Now?" Zeno asked Nicholas.

Nicholas nodded.

He followed Nicholas to another space, curious to know what he wanted to say.

"What’s up?" Zeno asked.

"You know I didn’t invite Sebastian here, right?" Nicholas questioned.

Zeno sighed, "Chill, Nick, I know. The guy’s on his own agenda... we don’t have to pay him any attention," He scoffed.

Nicholas slowly nodded, "Alright... Um, as he said, we did attend the same college with Leon, but Leon was more of my friend; he didn’t really associate with Sebastian and Ezra, so if you notice any tension between those two, just overlook it; it’s their normal way of association," He advised.

"I got it, I wasn’t planning on speaking to him... I’m rather interested in getting to know your mysterious friend," Zeno smiled.

"Don’t tell me you’re attracted to him? I’d be offended, what about me? I’ve been by your side through thick and -"

"Thin. Yeah, I know. Now let’s get back to the table and see what Mr. Hot and Handsome has to say," Zeno left Nicholas and walked back to the table.

Nicholas sighed, hoping the night ended well, he could feel that Sebastian was up to something not good.

He wished Ezra would just reply to his text and explain to him why he lied about Sebastian, not knowing about his club; he was really pushed by Ezra.

He hadn’t said a word to Sebastian, and he wasn’t planning to; his friendship with him ended after he left his house with Zeno that day he broke up with Zeno.

He took a deep breath and walked back to the table.

"You can sit here if you don’t mind," Leon gently stood and stepped aside, allowing Zeno to go in and sit on the leather bench chair.

"Thank you," Zeno smiled at him, feeling unconscious by the way Sebastian was looking at him.

Leon sat beside Zeno, pushing a glass of wine in front of him, "You drink?" Leon questioned gently.

Zeno nodded, "A little," He took the glass but didn’t drink it.

Leon nodded, "It’s okay, I like guys who cut down their liquor intake," Leon’s voice was low.

Zeno cleared his throat.

Leon was totally ignoring Sebastian, making the situation more awkward. Sebastian didn’t look fazed, he was casually blowing his smoke, his legs crossed.

"Nicholas told me you went to the same college, you both must be good friends," Zeno mentioned, placing his hand on the table.

"Yeah, we did. With Sebastian, too..." He glanced at Sebastian, "But I’m sure you’ve noticed, I don’t quite flow with Mr. Orion over here," He smirked at Sebastian.

’Damn, he direct too,’ Zeno thought quietly.

Zeno glanced at Sebastian and so him looking uninterested.

"Yeah... Nick mentioned it," Zeno slowly shrugged.

"So, do you just work here, or do you have something else you’re doing? I can actually get you a better job if you want it," Leon slowly shifted closer to Zeno, his eyes taking him in.

Sebastian suddenly placed his cigarette on the ashtray on top of the table and placed his elbows on the table, leaning in.

"Are you looking down on his job?" Sebastian questioned.

Zeno frowned, looking at Sebastian in disagreement; why was he talking on his behalf?

"I-"

"You don’t have to reply to him, Zeno; speak to me... just pretend he isn’t here," Leon’s hand gently covered Zeno’s hand on top of the table, his other hand sensually rubbing against his rune tattoo.

Zeno was surprised at Leon’s forwardness, but his eyes got locked on his tattoo, he was curious to know what it meant.

"Your tattoo, what does it mean?" Zeno asked, ignoring Sebastian for real.

Leon chuckled and turned his body so his tattoo faced Zeno, "You want to touch it?" He questioned, already raising Zeno’s hand to his neck before Zeno would refuse.

Zeno gulped the moment his hand touched Leon’s neck...what was this open seduction?

He slowly withdrew his hand, wishing for control, if Leon behaved this way toward him, he wouldn’t keep to his words of not having anything with Sebastian’s acquaintances.

"It means strength and confidence, Zeno. It reminds me to always stand tall wherever I am... That’s why Sebastian can’t stand me," He looked at Sebastian, smiling at him.

Sebastian was boiling, his hand was itching to punch Leon’s face, the guy had always been a pain in his neck, always challenging him.

"Do you have nothing better to say apart from mentioning my name? Or you can’t feel validated without bringing me into your conversation?" Sebastian was speaking to Leon, but his eyes were on Zeno.

Zeno unconsciously removed his hand from Leon, clearing his throat.

"Hi, guys, what’s going on?" Nicholas easily slides in beside Sebastian, smiling at Leon and Zeno.

Zeno sighed in relief. Finally, someone with humor was on the table.

"I was just asking Zeno if he wants another job," Leon replied, taking Zeno’s wine and sipping from it.

Nicholas laughed, "Him? Did he tell you this is his only job?" He sent Zeno a secret look.

"The guy’s just here to have fun, he owns a gym and works as a -"

"Nicholas..." Zeno called, glaring at Nicholas.

"It’s alright if he doesn’t want people knowing what he does, I believe he’ll let me in with time, right, Zeno?" Leon placed his hand over the bench, leaning in beside Zeno.

"Ah, right, I believe so," Nicholas replied.

"Bold of you to assume that someone would want to let you in just because you asked them to," Sebastian lighted another cigarette, drumming his fingers on the table.

"Unlike you, Sebastian, I don’t beat around the bush, I make it clear when I’m flirting with someone, and from the looks of it, Zeno isn’t complaining," Leon smiled easily at Zeno.

Sebastian scoffed, "Do you want a relationship with Leon, Zeno?" He pinned his eyes on Zeno, his face hardened.

"None of your business, Mr. Sebastian," Zeno said, a fierce look on his face.

"True, why not go back to your bitch, Sebastian. Or, are you interested in Zeno but are not man enough to tell him?" Leon chuckled.

"If I wanted him, I’d get him, Leon, trust me," Sebastian smiled.

"Fuck you, Sebastian. I’d rather hump off a cliff than be with you," Zeno slammed his hand on the table.

Sebastian stares at Zeno, "Really? Do you mean that?" He asked, frowning.

"Stop humiliating yourself, Sebastian; the guys had outrightly rejected you; now, quit being a pussy and go back to your bitch," Leon raised the corner of his lips in a small degrading smile.

Sebastian’s face suddenly turned deadly, "What did you say, Leon?"

Zeno knew Sebastian, he knew the look of anger, and he knew that something was about to happen if Leon did repeat what he’d said.

"Do you want to dance?" Zeno suddenly asked Leon, stopping him from replying.

"Why not? Can’t say no to you," He stood and offered Zeno his hand.

Zeno took it and stood, allowing Leon to lead him out.

Nicholas immediately stood, "Can’t sit with you," He muttered.

Sebastian moved like lightning and grabbed Zeno’s arm, "I need to speak to you," He drew him away from Leon’s hold.

"What do you think you’re doing?!" Zeno tried to remove his hands from Sebastian’s hold but he got drawn closer to Sebastian.

"I said, I need to speak to you!" Sebastian growled.

"I don’t want to speak to you! Get your hands off me!" Zeno pushed on Sebastian’s chest.

Sebastian came to hold Zeno again but Leon appeared in front of Zeno and pushed Sebastian away.

"He said let go, you pussy," Leon glared at Zeno.

"Fucker!" Sebastian raised his hand to punch Leon’s face but Zeno suddenly came to stop him, taking the blow for Leon and falling to the floor, his hand holding his cheek.

Sebastian immediately lowered himself and held Zeno’s hand, "Hey, I’m sorry, I didn’t mention to -"

"Get off me! What do you want from me?!" He pushed Sebastian away.

"Happy? Look what you’ve done now!" Nicholas went and helped Leon in getting Zeno off the floor.

"That’s not very gentlemanly, Sebastian. Your behavior is quite shameful," Leon scowled at Sebastian, leading Zeno out of the club.

Nicholas stayed back, "You, come with me, we need to talk," He said and walked off.

Sebastian cursed under his breath, looking in the direction Leon had taken Zeno, wanting to follow them.

"Don’t even think about it, Sebastian, you’ve caused more harm than good tonight; walk with me," Nicholas called angrily.

"Fuck..." Sebastian cursed and followed Nicholas.

Maybe if he really told Nicholas what he wanted, he’d help him out with speaking to Zeno.