Billionaire Mafia's Manny
Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Chapter 17

Zeno sat in his room, his towel tightly tied around his waist.

He was applying the ointments to his wounds when a knock suddenly sounded on his door.

He furrowed his brow to the unfamiliar knocking pattern. He was sure it wasn’t Sebastian; he never knocked, and he knew it was Ken who would straight up call out his name from behind the door, and it didn’t sound like the carefully thought pattern of Butler Nicole’s knocking.

He sighed and walked toward the door just for him to pull the door open and find Nicholas standing there, with a small first aid kit in his hands.

"Mr. Nicholas?" Zeno called in surprise.

"May I?" Nicholas asked.

Zeno thought about it for a while before deciding to let him in.

"Sure," He stepped aside to let him in.

He closed the door and went to pick up his shirt from his bed.

"Don’t," Nicholas held Zeno’s arm as he saw him trying to put on his shirt.

Zeno slightly frowned, looking at Nicholas with confusion. Why was he stopping him from dressing up?

"Let me dress your wound, it’ll get infected," Nicholas said, releasing Zeno’s arm.

"You don’t have to, Mr. Nicholas," Zeno said, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

He wasn’t familiar with Nicholas and had only spoken to him once, but now, he had just ridden in his car and had him inside his room, offering to dress his wound.

He felt their relationship just go from zero to a hundred in the space of an hour.

"Call me Nicholas Zeno, we’re friends from now on. And I insist on this," Nicholas pointed at Zeno’s neck, then pointed at the bed.

Zeno knew arguing would be fruitless, he sighed and lowered himself on the bed.

"I’m just going to gauze it up, try not to strain the area to avoid reopening the wound," Nicholas said as he plastered the gauze over the side of Zeno’s neck.

"Thanks, Nicholas," Zeno raised his hand and touched the gauzed area; he did feel better with the wound dressed; he wouldn’t be bothered with worrying if the collar of his shirt was going to reopen the wound or not.

"You’re welcome, hey!" Nicholas caught Zeno’s arm midair, examining his wrist.

"What’s this mark?" Nicholas asked, a crease appearing on his forehead.

He already knew Sebastian was responsible for it, but he needed to know how it happened.

"It’s fine, Nicholas, I-"

"You can leave now, Nicholas," Sebastian suddenly walked into the room, an eerie aura filling the room as he entered.

Nicholas subtly let Zeno’s hand go as Sebastian neared the bed, he stared at Zeno’s reddened wrist for a second more before he turned to face Sebastian with an unreadable expression on his face.

"Can I have a word with you? Please?" Nicholas spoke quietly to Sebastian.

"You can leave now, Nicholas," Sebastian said without even looking at him.

He had his sight glued to Zeno who was still sitting on the bed with the towel wrapped around his waist.

"See you soon, Zeno," Nicholas smiled to Zeno.

"Goodbye, Nicholas, thanks for today," Zeno said as Nicholas was leaving his room.

"No worries," Nicholas turned and replied to Zeno when he reached the door then he finally left, closing the door after he left.

Inside the room, Zeno felt uncomfortable with the way Sebastian had been looking at him without removing his eyes from the moment he entered the room.

He didn’t let himself look Sebastian’s way, but from the side of his eyes, he saw Sebastian covering the remaining distance between them.

Zeno went to stand up but Sebastian’s hand suddenly pushed him down on the shoulder, near the area Nicholas had just gauzed.

"Fuck!" Zeno grunted, wincing painfully.

"You’re quite stubborn, Zeno," Sebastian said coldly as he stared emptily at Zeno.

He stared down at him and wondered how he was able to survive his men; he thought he’d be heavily wounded or even dead.

But here he was, his skin glowing under the light even with his wounds. It annoyed him.

"I don’t get it," Zeno stood up angrily, not caring that he was now standing almost nose to nose with his boss, he couldn’t take it anymore.

Sebastian tilted his head to the side, looking down at Zeno in a bored manner.

He didn’t step back, he wanted to see what his bodyguard had planned to do or say.

"Why do you hate me so much?! Have I ever offended you?" Zeno asked angrily.

He was just holding himself back from punching that stupid face that was looking down at him with amusement like he was some kind of stupid entertainment to him.

"Like I said, Zeno," Sebastian stepped forward and covered the remaining space between their bodies.

"You don’t get to ask me questions, I’m the boss," He gazed coldly into Zeno’s angry blue eyes.

He reached his hand on Zeno’s injured neck, but instead of placing it on the wound, he slowly sneaked it around his neck, tilting his neck up to focus on his eyes and holding his head in place.

This action surprised both of them, this wasn’t the kind of situation they ever imagined themselves to be in.

Sebastian smirked when he saw the shocked expression on Zeno’s face, and instead of pulling back, he sneaked his other arm around Zeno’s waist.

He noticed Zeno’s blue eyes display multiple emotions, and how he bit his lips to keep his words from pouring out his lips.

"You’re quiet, cat got your tongue, Zeno?" Sebastian lowered his head and whispered into Zeno’s ear.

Zeno didn’t know when he took a rasped breath into his lungs.

What was happening? How did everything suddenly turn this way? And more importantly, why the fuck was his heart beating so fucking fast?!!

"Let go," Zeno managed to say in a steady voice.

"No?" Sebastian suddenly dragged Zeno and pressed against himself.

"What are you-"

"Shh," Sebastian quietly shushed him, gripping the back of his neck tighter as Zeno was trying to remove his head from his hand.

"You didn’t say a word when Nicholas had his hands all over you," Sebastian’s gaze darkened as he said that.

He remembered how calm Zeno was when Nicholas had his hands on his neck and wrist, in the name of dressing his wounds.

He knew who Nicholas was, and he knew what he wanted.

His mood turned sour as he thought about Zeno and Nicholas, and an unidentifiable feeling overtook him.

"That’s none of your-"

"Fuck this!" Sebastian angrily slammed his lips against Zeno’s and, without wasting time, started working his skilled lips hungrily against Zeno’s lips.

Zeno’s eyes widened to their fullest, his brain was too shocked to understand what was happening to him at that moment.

Sebastian, his cold unfeeling boss, was kissing him!!!

What the fuck was happening?

When he finally came to understand the situation, instant rage overtook him.

"Get off me, you bastard!" Zeno was breathing heavily as he harshly pushed Sebastian away from him.

The furry in his eyes as he looked at Sebastian was enough to kill him.

Who the fuck does he think he is?! How dare he think he could do whatever he desired with him?

He could tolerate any form of punishment and beating, but definitely not this from him.

"What?" Sebastian scoffed, as he slowly started to walk toward Zeno again.

Zeno tightened his towel around his waist, not wanting what happened before to repeat itself.

"You’re sick. What the fuck is wrong with you?!," Zeno was fuming.

He was controlling his anger because he didn’t know how he would explain to little Ken that he was the one who killed his asshole of father.

"Quit acting, isn’t it what you wanted from Nicholas?" Sebastian stood a foot away from Zeno, looking scornfully at him.

"Wh-no-how- Fuck you!" Zeno covered the distance and threw a punch to Sebastian’s face.

Sebastian easily caught his hand before it could reach his face, dragging him closer by the hand.

Zeno couldn’t do anything but stand and wait for when his hand would be released because he was using his other hand to secure his towel around his waist.

"Don’t get ahead of your stupid yourself, you should be grateful to me for showing you what you’re going to witness with Nicholas if you don’t stay away from him, trust me, he doesn’t leave a target till he conquers it," He slowly looked Zeno up and down, his eyes pausing at Zeno’s waist and he scoffed when he saw how tightly he held his towel in his hand.

"I don’t do men, Zeno. Even if I did, I’d never do you," He threw Zeno’s hand out like it dirtied his hand.

"Be in front of the mansion in one minute, anything later shall have consequences," Sebastian informed indifferently and walked out of Zeno’s room.

Zeno stood frozen for a second before he quickly turned and grabbed his shirt and pants.

As he dressed up, he thought about what just happened in his room a few seconds ago. He still couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that his boss had just kissed him.

Even though it was just a lip-to-lip contact, he still couldn’t have imagined that Sebastian could do that kind of thing with him, and just so he could warn him about Nicholas?

Zeno sighed in relief when he didn’t find Sebastian anywhere in the house as he was going out to see why he was summoned in front of the mansion.

But the moment he stepped out of the house, his heart almost lurched out of his chest as his eyes locked with Sebastian’s, who was facing the guards who had their back to the house.

And in that moment, the questions he’s been avoiding to ask himself raised their heads in his mind.

Why did his boss have such a strong effect on him? Why wasn’t he repulsed by what happened in his room?