The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 101: Rejected: Let’s Remain Friends!

Chapter 101: Rejected: Let’s Remain Friends!

It’s finally three days until the ceremony. The mansion has been bustling with different activities. Eduardo had to join the other guards in carrying the heavy stuff since that’s what his body was made for.

He didn’t want to remain holed up in the room so a new rumour wouldn’t start about him. He was being stared at by Marcello’s men and even the new ones that had recently joined from the Gatti’s house.

"Hey! Who the hell is that?"

"He’s hot, right?"

*Nods*

"Keep your eyes off him. He belongs to the young master. He looks so handsome, and everyone wants a taste of him, but no one can," he concluded.

Eduardo shut his eyes, pressing his lips into a thin line. He could hear them loud and clear. He was finally done moving the last box.

He wiped the sweat building on his forehead with the back of his palm.

One of the guards from the Gatti’s approached him.

"Good work, man," he said in Italy. Of course, he knew what he said, but he had to pretend to be confused. It would be strange for a slave like him to know both languages.

"What are you saying? I don’t understand Italy" he folded his hands. The guard turned back and laughed with his friends.

"The hottie doesn’t understand Italy"

"Go straight to the point and ask if we could get a chance. How much?"

"Haha!"

He heard those words and yet, still pretended not to understand. They continued to mock him and finally asked in English.

He smiled at them and folded his hands. Their cheek flushed red as they saw his smile that was able to steal their hearts.

"You’ll have to ask for permission from the young master" he answered innocently.

"..." The messenger was quiet. Eduardo approached him and touched his shoulder.

"Can’t you speak? Or do you think I’m that cheap?" He whispered into his ear. "Sorry, I’m expensive" he tapped the shoulder and walked past him. They immediately rushed to the messenger, wanting to ask what Eduardo whispered to him.

Someone approached Eduardo, telling him there was more box outside. He nodded and followed him outside to the van.

He waited to receive the box, but instead, the person grabbed him by his hand. Eduardo clenched his fist, ready to defend himself.

"Hold on! It’s me, Luca!" He slightly raised his cap, revealing his red hair.

"Fuck! Why the hell are you here?" He asked.

"I wanted to see you, brat. I tried to send you a message, but you weren’t answering" Luca explained, looking around if he was going to get caught.

"I kinda lost my phone" he revealed.

Luca smirked, seeing how innocent he was.

Lost it?

It was obvious that Marcello had taken it from him to prevent him from communicating with him. He covered his mouth, holding himself back from laughing. His eyes scanned Eduardo from head to toe.

"You look so handsome for a slave"

"Is that why you’re here? Go straight to the point and get lost from here" Eduardo frowned.

"Relax, Eddy. I’m here to help you, you should see me as your saviour and not an intruder" he got closer to him. Eduardo stepped back, till his back hit the back of the van.

"Saviour? Intruder? Just reveal why you’re here already. I have a lot of things to do" he averted his gaze from him.

Luca stood there, still staring at Eduardo. He smirked, seeing why his sister was so obsessed with him.

"Fine, I’ll go straight to the point. Your phone wasn’t stolen. It must have been taken by Marcello" he said.

Eduardo furrowed his eyebrows.

"Why would he take my phone? He’s the same person that gifted the phone to me" he answered.

"Well, who knows? He’s hiding something from you" Luca shrugged and turned around dramatically.

"Wait! What is he hiding from me?" He asked.

"He..."

Luca froze when he saw someone close to the van. Marcello appeared from nowhere and roughly pulled Eduardo close to himself.

"Luca. Don’t make me kill you"

"Oho! Did I get you upset? I just wanted to see Eduardo. It’s been so long since I saw him. I didn’t do anything wrong" he smirked, folding his hands.

Marcello turned to look at Eduardo.

"Go in"

"Luca has..."

"It’s an order, Eduardo. Go in immediately," he interrupted him. Eduardo exchanged glances with Luca before leaving.

They both waited till Eduardo was away before he grabbed Luca by the collar.

"How dare you show up in my house?"

"Relax, young master. You’re attracting a lot of attention. I only came to see Eddy, not you"

"Stay away from him" Marcello pushed him away.

Luca adjusted his squeezed collar and beat the invincible dust off his clothes.

"Funny how you think you can have him all to yourself. Eduardo doesn’t belong to you"

"He’s mine and there’s no way I’m giving him to you or the Ivanov family. Give up and leave from here, Luca" he clenched his fist.

Luca smirked and turned to leave.

"You have three days until your ceremony, don’t you? I hope you don’t lose him by then" he waved and walked away.

Marcello watched him leave the compound, pressing his cap down, to cover his face well.

’Fuck! There’s no way I’ll let them take Eduardo away’

He gritted his teeth and stormed back into the house.

At the balcony, Maria witnessed everything. She was standing close to one of her guards. A grin appeared on her face as she rubbed her chin.

"My husband is cautious about that red-haired man. Go after him, tell him I’d like to help him. If it means, taking Eduardo out of the house"

"Yes, boss" he bowed and walked out of the balcony.

She walked into her room and found somewhere to sit. She invited a few of her friends to the party that was happening in three days. For some reason, she regretted doing so. She didn’t want to be humiliated in front of her friends.

It was obvious that Marcello had no love for her. If her friends noticed it, they could laugh at her. She picked up a cigarette stick and lit it. She fell back on the bed and started to smoke.

For them to have a peaceful ceremony, all they need to do is keep Eduardo away. He’s a slave, so he shouldn’t even be allowed to attend the party at all.

She wished she could tell that to Marcello, but it was obvious he wouldn’t listen to her.

"I hope that red-haired human is useful" she grumbled

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..

Nikolai, on the other hand, has no idea about what is happening in the mansion. After all, he went to pick up someone important from the airport. He was so excited to see Fabio after so long.

As he rolled his luggage with him, he scanned the whole area, feeling uncomfortable with the eyes that were stuck in him. He was looking so dashing.

He wore a black leather jacket, a long jean pant and a pair of sunglasses. He was fully aware of how handsome he was. Everyone kept murmuring, wondering who he was.

As he walked towards the entrance, he saw Nikolai waiting for him. He was dressed in his usual coloured shirt and shorts. He wore a hat this time. He waved when he saw Fabio from a distance. There was no way he would miss his rare white hair.

Fabio approached him and froze when Nicky wrapped his hand around his body.

Fabio shoved him aside, clearing his throat.

"Don’t get too excited now, Nicky. Keep your hands to yourself," he said, hiding the annoyance in his voice.

"Shouldn’t I be happy to see you, dude?" He asked.

Fabio slipped his hands into one of his pockets and pushed his luggage to Nikolai.

"Let’s head to the hotel. I’m tired"

"Hotel? You could stay with me in my cousin’s house"

Fabio ignored him and entered into the car. There was no way he would go to a stranger’s house. He had already booked a room.

Nikolai also entered the car and drove out of the airport. They went to the location of the hotel. Nikolai followed him to lodge in and also, into his room.

He picked the room in the penthouse, which was super expensive. It was nothing to him, after all, he’s the Prince of Russia.

"This must have cost a lot, man" Nikolai uttered, rolling Fabio’s luggage into the room.

"I know. That’s why I picked it" he responded, taking off his jacket. He tossed it on the bed and sat close to it. A sigh of relief escaped from his lips.

"You should have taken a tour around the city before getting holed up in here" Nikolai pushed his luggage to the corner and sat close to Fabio. His heart was beating rapidly. He can’t believe he’s this close to Fabio after so long. A lot of questions rushed to his head.

’Has he given up on his past lover? Do I have a chance with him? He hasn’t even looked at me once’

"Fabio..." Nikolai called.

"What?"

Nikolai raised his body and moved closer to Fabio. He placed a hand on his chin. Slowly, he tried to move his face to press his lips on Fabio’s.

"He’s alive" Fabio muttered. Nikolai paused and looked at Fabio’s uninterested eyes.

"Alive? Who?" He asked, pulling away from Fabio.

"My lover. He’s alive" he smiled.

Something in Nikolai’s chest shattered. Fabio never smiled at him, except when he was talking about his dead lover. He wondered what kind of face he would make if he was with his lover.

Nikolai was excited to know that the person who stole Fabio’s heart was dead, but now, the person turned out to be alive.

"I’m going to look for him. That’s why I’m here in Italy... I’m sorry, Nikolai. I can’t return the feelings you have for me. We should remain friends" he rejected Nikolai for the fourth time, with a poker face.