Billionaire Mafia's Manny
Chapter 42

Chapter 42: Chapter 42

The next morning, Sebastian woke up to an empty bed. He frowned at that.

Where the fuck did Zeno go?

He went into the bathroom to quickly freshen up before he went to search for Zeno.

He knew he must have returned to his room when he slept off. He smirked as he remembered what happened last night between them. He didn’t trust Zeno, but he sure trusted him in bed; he was already thinking of doing it again and again and again with him.

He understood that Zeno must have run away because he didn’t know how to face him this morning. But he was about to make him understand that he was the boss in every aspect. And he believed that Zeno still hadn’t seen the contract, if not, he would have known what being unofficial with him entailed.

He opened Zeno’s room and looked inside but he couldn’t find him in there.

"Where the fuck did you go, Zeno?" He muttered, frowning.

He closed the door and walked downstairs; he started hearing his son’s laugh,ter as he almost reached the bottom of the stairs.

Sebastian paused and listened in; surely, Zeno was with him; he didn’t know what they were discussing, but his son sure was into the topic.

"Zeno, I never knew you were good with kids too," Sebastian frowned as he heard a female voice in his kitchen.

Who the fuck did Zeno bring into his house? He wanted to storm into the kitchen and send the person out, how dare Zeno? Sleep with him last night then already moved on to another person first thing the next morning, and he had the nerve to bring her here!

"Daddy," Ken waved excitedly from the kitchen stool to his father who was standing at the center of the living room.

Zeno immediately raised his face from the egg he was whisking and looked toward the living room. The moment his eyes met Sebastian’s naked chest, he felt his body freeze, and the whisk he was holding dropped to the floor.

Why would he be walking around the house looking like a stripper?

"Don’t worry, I got it," Ken eagerly hopped down from his stool and picked up the whisk.

"Thank you, Ken," Zeno said, taking the whisk from Ken and hoping his cheek didn’t give him away.

"Good morning, boss," Julia greeted from behind Zeno.

Sebastian saw that it was Julia who was in the kitchen with Zeno and curtly nodded at her.

He remembered that he had taken her in to become his cook. That explains what she was doing in his house.

Seeing it was Julia was the only time he let himself relax, he had thought that Zeno was already moving on from him, but then, what if he was? What was it to him?

"Daddy, Zeno’s making an omelet!" Ken ran out of the kitchen and met his father, dragging Sebastian back into the kitchen and pushing him to stand beside Zeno.

Zeno tensed up feeling the warmth of Sebastian’s chest on his arm.

"Look closer, Dad, you will learn how to make it too, your cooking is no good," Ken pouted.

Julia smiled at the boy’s cuteness as she minded her business, preparing Sebastian’s food.

Sebastian smirked as he saw that Zeno had refused to acknowledge him, focusing on whisking the already-foamed egg.

He knew Zeno was aware of his presence, he had seen the way his eyes ate him up when he came down from the stairs.

He subtly leaned in closer beside Zeno, letting his chest rest behind his shoulder.

"I don’t think so, Ken, I think Zeno knows just how good I can cook, right, Zeno?" He asked beside his ear, making it look as if he was looking down at what Zeno was doing.

Zeno paused his hand, trying to move away from Sebastian. What did he think he was trying to do in front of his son? And Julia?

But, before he could slide away from Sebastian, he felt his hand grab his waist. Zeno’s eyes widened in shock.

"Is it true, Zeno, can Daddy cook?" Ken asked, oblivious to the situation.

"Answer the boy, Zeno," Sebastian whispered.

Zeno wanted to push him away, but it would alert Julia who was backing them and cooking.

He decided to just reply and get him out of his hair.

"Yes, Ken, your father is quite good in some areas of cooking," Zeno said, smiling at Ken who was looking expectantly at him.

"Some areas, you say?" Sebastian asked.

Zeno was about to reply when he felt Sebastian’s hand moving lower between his legs.

"Oh, f- shoot!" Zeno jumped in shock at Sebastian’s braveness, flipping over the plate of egg he was whisking, and it took a lot of his discipline not to curse in front of the little boy.

"Oh my god, are you okay, Zeno, boss?" Julia asked, immediately coming over to them with a towel.

"It was a mistake, don’t worry, I’ll clean it up right away," Zeno replied and was about to grab a towel when Julia stopped him.

"Look, you’re all soaked up," Julia said, pointing at Zeno’s pants where the egg had poured and stained.

She moved forward with the towel to clean him up, but Sebastian immediately drew Zeno back.

"Take care of him," he pointed at the pouting and disappointed Ken behind her.

"Zeno has laundry to do," He pointed to his own pants, showing Julia where the egg had splashed on him too.

"But, Daddy..." Ken said, walking up to them and holding Zeno’s other hand.

"I got him first this morning," Ken said with a cute frown.

Julia stood aside, observing. The sight before her looked like a father and son fighting over who would get to spend more time with the mother.

But she knew it wasn’t so, it could never be so. She knew the status between their boss and Zeno. And she knew that she must have gone crazy for even thinking about such a thing.

"Don’t worry, Ken, I’ll hurry up and get back to you; you remember what we planned right?" Zeno asked, smiling at the boy.

Ken’s face brightened up immediately, "Yes, don’t worry, Julie will make me another omelet, right, Julie?" Ken turned to Julia excitedly.

"Ah, yes. Sure," Julia nodded at the boy.

"Follow," Sebastian said and dragged Zeno away.

"You can let go of me now, boss," Zeno removed his hand from Sebastian’s as they climbed the stairs and moved away from Julia’s sight.

"Be fucking quiet, Zeno," Sebastian angrily pushed Zeno against the wall, placing his arm across Zeno’s neck.

"Sorry, boss," Zeno replied.

He knew that being stubborn would only fuel Sebastian’s craziness.

He remained quiet as Sebastian dragged him the remaining distance up to their floor.

"I’m sorry for getting your pants dirty; you can take them off and give them to me, I’ll return them once I’m done laundering them," Zeno said as Sebastian suddenly paused between their doors.

He didn’t want anything that would make him get into the same room again with Sebastian.

"Then take them off yourself," Sebastian suggested in a low tone, his eyes pinning Zeno in place.

"What!" Zeno asked unbelievably, staring at Sebastian’s serious face.

"Inside, Zeno," Sebastian ordered.

Zeno hesitated for a while before unlocking his door and entering the room, Sebastian following behind.

He moved into the bathroom to get a towel for Sebastian so he could tie it before taking off his pants, but as his hands reached for the towel, Sebastian’s hand pressed down his hand beside the sink.

"Boss, I’m trying to get you a-"

"You switch up really fast," Sebastian whispered beside his ear as he closed in behind him.

"I-I do t understand, boss," Zeno replied, looking at how Sebastian’s hand covered his over the towel, his veins bulging out sexily in his arm.

"Wanting me all night, and discarding me the next morning, that’s a fast switch, baby," Sebastian’s tone was sexy, causing Zeno to try and retract his hand from under his, but he held him tightly, then proceeded to slowly trace his hand up Zeno’s hand.

He traced it up to his shoulders, then down to his chest, "I want you, Zeno," Sebastian heard himself say.

Zeno bit his lips the moment those words left Sebastian’s mouth. He looked up to the mirror in front of him and saw Sebastian staring at him with hooded eyes. His gaze reminded him of how he had looked at him last night. Needy.

He was lost in Sebastian’s hypnotic eyes, unable to look away from his darkening eyes, his heart racing and his dick stirring.

He questioned his feelings again. How could he feel his resolve melting with just a look from someone? Why was he so drawn to Sebastian even even he knew how badly he treated him and how less he regarded him? Was this situationship healthy for his mental health?

"Thinking about our night together?" Sebastian asked huskily, kissing the back of Zeno’s ear.

Zeno tightened his hold on the towel, yet kept his face expressionless in the mirror; he didn’t want Sebastian to think that he was that easy.

"I’ve forgotten about it," Zeno replied, looking away from the mirror, from Sebastian.

"Liar," Sebastian suddenly brought up his two hands to Zeno’s chest and pinched his nipples, feeling them pebbling under his touch, then proceeded to circle them with his thumb.

"Open your eyes," Sebastian whispered into Zeno’s ear, looking at his face as he kept circling his thumbs over Zeno’s nipples.

Zeno had closed his eyes the moment he felt Sebastian’s hand on his nipples, he knew his desire would be seen through his eyes.

"What are we doing?" Zeno asked, his eyes still closed but his hands were now clenching around the edge of the sink, his breathing turning into soft gasps.

"What does it look like I’m doing, baby?" Sebastian kissed the side of Zeno’s neck, sucking it sensually.

"Ashh..." Zeno drew in a sharp breath.

"But...I’m not in the mood..." He breathed out, biting his lips to keep from moaning.

"Really?" Sebastian released a deep sexy chuckle beside Zeno’s ears.

Zeno was about to reply when he felt Sebastian’s hand sneak into his pants and gently grab his arousal.

"Ahh...fuck..." Zeno couldn’t hold back his moan this time.

"You’re body is in the mood, Zeno. You want me just as much as I want you," Sebastian’s voice was husky, the feeling of Zeno’s beautiful cock in his hand as he pumped it was making him lose his mind.

He stared at Zeno in the mirror; the pleasurable faces he was making were causing a kind of possessive feeling to wash over him. He wanted to be the only one who could make him feel these pleasures...only him.

How could a man be this beautiful?

"You’re beautiful, Zeno," Sebastian whispered and immediately turned Zeno’s face to his and slammed his lips onto Zeno’s lips.

Fuck that stupid rule, he couldn’t resist kissing this beautiful human in front of him.