Billionaire Mafia's Manny
Chapter 179

Chapter 179: Chapter 179

"What? What about them?" Nicholas smiled at Ezra.

"So you did use it on people... how many?" Ezra questioned.

"Mmm... let’s see," Nicholas pretended to think, tapping his finger in his chin.

"Don’t play with me, Nicholas... I told you I haven’t fucked anyone since you slept over at my place, at least, that was when I realized that I wanted something with you. But what about you? When did you realize it? Or haven’t you realized yet? I mean, I’m not judging, but someone who believes that his feelings are sure about someone they don’t go about having one-night stands... I’m not asking for trouble, Nick, I just want to know where I am in your life at the moment," Ezra spoke very softly, his eyes calmly staring into Nicholas’ eyes.

Nicholas smirked, "Jealousy makes you sexy, Doc," his fingers caressed Ezra’s neck.

"I am jealous, Nicholas, can you try to make me not to?"Ezra asked.

Nicholas sighed, "Fine. I discovered you were hot when I slept over at your place too," He confessed, looking away.

Ezra raised a brow at him, turning his face to look at him, "Hot? Is that all you felt? That I was hot?" He chuckled sexily.

"Ugh, you know, Ezra, don’t push it," Nicholas gently pushed against Ezra’s chest.

"I don’t know wo nothing, Nicholas. Tell me," Ezra whispered.

"I... fell for you back then... happy now?" Nicholas frowned.

Ezra nodded, "I am elated," He smiled and pulled Nicholas closer.

"If you liked me, why did you keep pushing me away? Why did you say those hurtful words to me? Why did you fuck other people instead of fucking me?" Ezra whispered beside Nicholas’ ear.

Nicholas gulped, "Ezra, you’re too... sensual. Are you always like this?" He asked, trying to move away.

"I can be more sensual with Nicholas, I just need to get some things straight before I proceed to spoil you... You’re going to witness real love, Nicholas. But, first, answer the questions I asked," his lips were grazing over Nicholas’ his eyes on his.

Nicholas moved his face away so he could concentrate and speak, "I was confused, scared. I thought I hated you, I made you believe I hated you, and I thought you hated me, too. When I realized that my feelings were turning into something else, I got scared of rejection, Ezra; who in their right senses would want to date someone who insults them? I never believed you liked me, I thought you were trying to get on my nerves, to fool me... but I was wrong," He explained.

Ezra listened quietly, his heart racing as he realized how conflicted Nicholas must have felt, "I would never hate you, Nicholas, even before Jean’s incident in college, I’ve always thought you were a cute guy, but for the sake of our friendship, I never tried to make a move on you, but when I saw that you were trying to fate someone, I kinda sabotaged it. I’m sorry, but that’s the main reason I told Jean that I liked him because I didn’t want you dating him," His voice was low as he clenched his jaws, hoping Nicholas didn’t hate him for the real truth.

"Wait, you mean, you’ve liked me since college?" Nicholas blinked his eyes in shock as he stared at Ezra’s face.

Ezra slowly nodded, "Yes, are you angry?" He asked.

Nicholas chuckled, "Huh? No. It’s kinda cute; now everything seems clearer, no wonder you always tried to show up beside me, always in the recovery activity I joined. You were a stalker. But I like handsome stalkers, so you’re safe," He rubbed Ezra’s lips with his fingers.

Ezra sucked his finger into his mouth again, smirking as Nicholas drew in a slow breath, bus eyes turning moist with arousal.

"Ezra..." Nicholas moaned; he was getting hard again, and he could feel Ezra’s cock already poking his. Their swords were already to fight again.

"I’ll ask one last time, Nicholas, if you knew you liked me, why did you fuxk other people? Were you never planning to tell me about your feelings? Your feelings weren’t strong enough?" He asked seriously.

Nicholas bit his lips, "Calm down, Doc. The lubes are for you. I got them for you, hoping I summoned the courage to lure you in here one day; guess I did it," He replied, shy.

Ezra narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean they’re for me? Didn’t you just say it was for your nightly activities?" He questioned.

Nicholas shook his head, "Come on, Doc, I lied. I bought quite a lot... I got them when I discovered you were in Paris, too; it’s all for you, Ezra, and no one else. I haven’t had sex for a long time, Doc, even way back before sleeping over at your house," He explained.

Ezra smiled, finally happy with the answer, "You naughty boy, so you’ve always had in mind that I’ll come onto you?" His hand went down Nicholas’ front, finding his cock.

Nicholas sighed, "I knew, Doc, I knew you’d come. You did. Everyday, I keep hoping you’d push my walls harder - Ah... you did, and I’m glad you didn’t give up on my stubborn ass," He closed his eyes as Ezra leisurely played with his cock.

"What if I didn’t? What did I do with Pole? He seemed very willing to give in to me and -"

"Stop it, Doc. I don’t like him. But, if you gave up, then I would have come for you because you were occupying my head as each day passed; I couldn’t think properly," He whispered.

Ezra took a deep breath, "Hey." He said to Nicholas.

Nicholas opened his closed eyes and stared at Ezra.

Ezra’s hand was still masturbating Nicholas’ cock, his eyes boring into his eyes.

"Yes, Doc?" Nicholas answered, panting.

"I love you," His voice was deep and sexy.

"Fuck... Doc..." Nicholas suddenly grabbed Ezra’s shout modern as he shot his cum right into Ezra’s hand, breathing hard as he buried his face under Ezra’s chin.

Ezra chuckled, "You have the right trigger word, Sweetheart, but beware, I’ll say almost everything; it means you’re about to spot a boner each time I say it," He whispered into Nicholas’ ear.

Nicholas didn’t respond, he simply buried his face in Ezra’s neck and tried to calm his breathing down.

"Maybe I should have pressed harder then; by now, we would have been having our third anniversary," Ezra kissed Nicholas’ cheek, hugging him tighter.

***

Sebastian woke up alone in bed, a huge frown on his face.

He flipped the cover off his body and went into the bathroom.

After a quick shower, he moved out of his room. He woke up quite early, and he knew that no one in his home woke up as early as him; it wasn’t even six yet.

He went straight to Ken’s room.

He had waited the whole night for Zeno to return to his room as promised, but he didn’t even know when he fell asleep while waiting.

He needed to know why Zeno kept to his word; he would quietly enter the room and ask Zeno out; he didn’t want to disturb Ken.

However, the moment he opened the door, he saw Zeno and Ken sitting on the bed, playing chess.

"Hi, Dad, Good morning," Ken greeted, not looking up from the chess board.

Sebastian was confused, why were they up so early?

He quietly entered the room and went over to the bed.

"Hey," He said to Zeno, who hadn’t looked at him since he arrived.

"Shh, Dad, he’s thinking, but I’m winning," Ken chuckled.

"You think?" Zeno smirked and made his move, taking out one of Ken’s pieces off the board.

"Is that your best?" Ken smiled.

He moved closer and made his move, "Checkmate," Ken smirked at Zeno.

"Damn..." Zeno raised a brow at Ken.

"You lose," Ken laughed.

"Yeah, you’re the GOAT," He high-fived Ken.

Sebastian cleared his throat, announcing his presence again.

"What, Dad?" Ken lay his head on Zeno’s lap, looking up at his Father.

"I was wondering why Zeno didn’t come to my room last night," Sebastian asked, placing his hand on Zeno’s shoulder.

Zeno slowly turned his head to Sebastian, looking up at his face, "I-"

"He slept with me," Ken kicked his legs around.

"What he said," Zeno said, removing Sebastian’s hand from his shoulder.

Sebastian sighed, "Ken... I need to speak to Zeno," he said, sitting on the bed beside Zeno.

"You can speak to him, I’m not stopping you," Ken shrugged.

Sebastian closed his eyes, "Okay. Why did you not come back to me last night?" He questioned.

Zeno frowned, "I never said I would," He gently messaged Ken’s head.

"You-"

"He didn’t say so, Dad. You’re the one who said that you were going to wait up all night," Ken smiled at his Father.

Sebastian was speechless, he locked his eyes on Zeno, "Zeno," He called.

"Yes?" Zeno answered casually.

"I really need to speak to you, please," He shifted and carried Ken off Zeno’s lap.

"Dad!" Ken held Sebastian’s hand, stopping him from Fling to Zeno.

"You’re not taking him away from me; talk to him here; you promised to make him stay for me," He accused.

Zeno sighed and got down from the bed, "Ken, let him go, I’ll talk to him for a while," He said, shaking his head.

Ken releases Sebastian’s hand, "He said for a while," He pointed at Sebastian.

Sebastian smirked at Ken and walked over to Zeno, before Zeno could understand what was happening, he felt Sebastian’s lips kiss his.

"See that? I’m the boyfriend, at the end of the day, he ends up with me," he gave Ken a victorious smile and dragged a shocked Zeno out of the room.

"Eww," Ken blinked and hopped down from the bed, he wasn’t backing down. He was going to get his father back for what he did.