Billionaire Mafia's Manny
Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Chapter 58

Sebastian anxiously walked around his bed, watching Zeno’s unmoving body.

He had only removed his shoes and covered the rest of his body with the duvet.

He was clueless about what to do.

A knock suddenly came from his door followed by Butler. Nicole’s voice. "Sir, I was wondering if Dr. Ezra should be allowed to enter-"

"Fucking let him in, Nicole!" Sebastian growled.

He immediately heard the sound of someone clumsily trying to open his door. He knew Butler. Nicole was frightened, but he didn’t give a fuck about anyone’s feelings at that moment.

He wanted to find out what the hell was wrong with Zeno.

Dr. Ezra walked into the room and frowned the moment his eyes landed on Zeno, who was lying on Sebastian’s bed.

The first thought that should have come to his head as a Doctor was how to quickly assess Zeno’s condition and find out how to treat him, but, that was far from his mind.

"What’s he doing in your bed, Sebastian?" Dr. Ezra questioned with a serious face.

Sebastian frowned, he walked over to Dr. Ezra and held him by the collar. "That’s none of your damn business, Ezra. You’re here to fucking treat him, and get lost," He pushed him away from his face.

Dr. Ezra cracked his neck and adjusted his shirt.

"So much for abandoning my work and rushing over here..." Dr. Ezra shook his head and walked over to the bed.

He removed the duvet that was used to cover Zeno and felt how warm underneath it was, he frowned and proceeded to feel Zeno’s temperature with his hand.

"Why did you cover him?" Dr. Ezra asked, looking back at Sebastian.

Sebastian walked over to him and took the duvet away from Dr. Ezra’s hand, "He must be cold from the fever, he needs to be covered." Sebastian was about to cover Zeno again but Dr. Ezra held his hand.

"I’m the doctor; step back or I’ll leave," Dr. Ezra said seriously.

Sebastian sighed and stepped back.

He just wanted Zeno to fucking open his eyes.

"You don’t cover when the temperature is high, Mr. Orion. You expose," Dr. Ezra was about to pull Zeno’s shirt off when Sebastian appeared beside him again.

"Stop," He held Dr. Ezra’s hand, halting him.

"What? I need to expose him and carry on with the treatment," Dr. Ezra explained.

He didn’t understand why Sebastian was acting funny, he called him over for Chris’s sake, so why was he not letting him do his job?

"I’ll do it...since it’s necessary," Sebastian replied and nudged Dr. Ezra out of the way.

He proceeded to sit on the bed, then, gently, he lifted Zeno’s upper body and placed it on his lap; then carefully, he pulled Zeno’s shirt off his head.

Dr. Ezra was standing beside them, observing Sebastian’s unspoken interaction with his bodyguard.

He saw something in Sebastian’s eyes that he’d never seen before, and at that moment, he kind of understood what was going on.

He understood why Sebastian seemed so worried over someone who was just his bodyguard; he’d never fussed over anyone like this...he hated to think that way, but he’d never seen Sebastian look that worried over his own son.

His observations so far led him to conclude that something was going on between the Mafia king and his bodyguard.

He was getting a clearer picture of what Zeno’s problem might be, if he recalled correctly, both men used to be straight before they met each other, however, something must have led them to find each other attractive, and knowing Sebastian’s nature, he was the top, while Zeno was the bottom.

From his inference, he’d say that Zeno’s system was in the process of adapting to the new way of intercourse, plus the stress from work, so he’s meant to break down.

"His pants, too," Dr. Ezra informed Sebastian and watched as Sebastian sent him a death glare which only confirmed his speculations.

"Just take it off, Sebastian, I’m not going to fuck him," Dr. Ezra teased.

"Watch your words," Sebastian glared at him.

Dr. Ezra raised his hands, "Just take his pants off,"

Sebastian laid Zeno back on the pillow and proceeded to pull down his pants, leaving him on just his briefs.

"Done, when are you planning to start treating him? What’s wrong with him?" Sebastian questioned.

Dr. Ezra sighed and went over to his bag which he had left at the foot of the bed.

Sebastian watched him as he placed the bag on the bed and opened it; he took out something, closed his bag, and walked over to him.

"Here," Dr. Ezra stretched his hand to Sebastian.

Sebastian narrowed his eyes at Dr. Ezra but still stretched his hand to take whatever it was Dr. Ezra was giving him.

Something small dropped into his hand and he didn’t waste any time to check what it was.

He frowned.

It was a bullet-shaped medication in a transparent small zip-lock bag.

He’d never seen anything like that before; what was he supposed to do with it?

"What’s this?" He asked Dr. Ezra.

Dr. Ezra pointed to the medication in Sebastian’s hand before he spoke, "Judging from your relationship with your bodyguard, you’re likely not going to let me fix that on him," he walked closer to Sebastian and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Nothing serious is wrong with him, I’d say, it’s just a system shut-down. Take it easy on him: the errands, the training...and most importantly, the sex..." Dr. Ezra said with a straight face.

Sebastian snapped his face to Dr. Ezra’s, staring at him with questions written all over his eyes.

"How’d you know?" He asked slowly.

"You’re being very obvious, my friend; in case you’re planning to keep it private, you have to be less expressive; I should have known something was up between you two when offered to pay the bills..." Dr. Ezra replied.

"That should never be heard," Sebastian warned.

Dr. Ezra nodded, "Of course, I know that, was just stating. I’m curious though, why him? Why the sudden change of sexual orientation?" Dr. Ezra asked curiously.

Sebastian scoffed, "Nothing special, and my sexuality has nothing to do with you, he’s just..." He paused and looked over at Zeno on the bed, "Available," he finished and turned back to Dr. Ezra.

"Mm, if you say so, but I must warn you, the more you have sex with someone, the more your body becomes accustomed to that person, and before you know it, It’s love," Dr. Ezra shrugged.

"Just don’t hurt the poor guy, he’s already under a lot of stress," He advised.

Sebastian shrugged Dr. Ezra’s hand off his shoulder and went and sat on the bed.

He didn’t reply to what Dr. Ezra said.

He didn’t know how to reply; he could have just denied the whole love involvement, but he chose to ignore it, he was confused himself.

"This, how should I use it?" He questioned about the bullet-shaped medication instead.

Dr. Ezra watched Sebastian for a while; he knew whatever was going on between Zeno and Sebastian was a dicey game of feelings; he pitied Zeno, his life just kept throwing him into the wrong paths.

Sebastian was his friend, but in matters of love, he could never vouch for Sebastian; he knew what happened with him and his ex-wife, even before they got a divorce, he never acted like a man in love...it wasn’t his place to judge, but, what happened years ago, was somehow partly Sebastian’s fault too.

He sighed, he just hoped both of them came out this fine.

"That’s a Suppository, Tylenol. Insert it rectally. And please, wear a glove for sterilization, after that; use lukewarm water to wipe his body, and leave the air conditioner on because he needs it. His temperature would reduce soon, get him to drink some water, and fix some breathable clothing on him. He’d be fine before morning," Dr. Ezra instructed.

Sebastian was quiet for some time, processing the instructions, he slowly nodded. "I got...thanks," He replied.

Dr. Ezra pauses, "Thanks?" He tilted his head to the side, regarding Sebastian as if he’d suddenly grown ten heads.

He never thanked anyone...

"Just go, Ezra, I’m tired," Sebastian rubbed his face.

Dr. Ezra nodded at him before he took his bag and left the room.

Sebastian was left alone with Zeno.

He slowly turned to look at him; he was still sleeping. Sebastian raised his hand to his forehead and felt how hot his temperature still was.

He stood and went over to his drawer, took out a pair of sterile gloves, and fixed them on his hands, he went over to the bed and knelt beside Zeno.

"Hey," he tapped Zeno’s face gently.

...No reply.

He sighed and gently put his hands behind Zeno, slowly turning him so he lay on his front, then he proceeded to pull his brief down below his butt, opened the small zip-lock bag, and took out the bullet-shaped medication.

It felt like it was made of gelatin or wax based. He sighed heavily before he pushed the medication into Zeno’s ass as instructed by Dr. Ezra.

"Mm...no..." Zeno suddenly murmured.

Sebastian immediately became alert when he heard Zeno’s voice. He pulled his briefs up and moved up to his face.

"Hey, can you hear me? Are you alright?" Sebastian asked urgently, needing to hear Zeno speak to him.

He didn’t understand why his nerves seemed to be all over the place just because Zeno had fainted from a fever; he was literally shaking inside, just that he was doing his best to steady himself on the outside.

Zeno mumbled something incoherent and turned his face away from Sebastian.

Sebastian clenched his jaw in frustration; he’d never nursed a sick person; no one told him what to do when they started to mumble, did it mean they wanted something? Was he doing the right thing? Or did it mean he was doing it wrong?

He decided to wipe Zeno’s body first.

He got a bowl of lukewarm water and wiped his forehead, arms, and legs, and when he saw that his temperature was reduced, just as Dr. Ezra predicted, he felt a heavy weight lift off his chest.

He put the bowl aside and lowered his face to Zeno’s, gently placing his forehead on his. "You’re going to be punished for scaring the shit out of me, Zeno...for the first time, I got scared," He whispered.

Zeno’s face looked so peaceful as he slept; he looked so beautiful too, and he was ready to stay that way till morning.

However, as Sebastian was busy admiring Zeno’s beauty, he saw Zeno suddenly open his lips and excitedly wanted to ask him if he needed something, but, in the next second, Zeno sneezed, showering Sebastian’s face with loads of saliva.

Sebastian shut his eyes in reflex, he almost believed Zeno did that on purpose if not for the steady and calm heartbeat he felt in his chest.

He slowly got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

’Why was I even tolerating all this?’ Sebastian wondered.

And the funny thing was, he knew he was ready to tolerate more from Zeno...