The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 110: Here To Take You Home!

Chapter 110: Here To Take You Home!

Eduardo had laid on the bed, preparing to sleep throughout the party, however, he couldn’t.

No matter how soundproof the room was, the vibration from the hall downstairs didn’t let him focus on the bed. Instead of sleeping, he walked to the balcony to peep at the guests.

He had nothing to do but to badmouth them.

"Isn’t she overdressed? Is she trying to flirt with Marcy? Too bad, he’s married"

"What the hell is he wearing? Tsk!"

"Oh, another chopper. It must be a celebrity or politician. How cool. The last time I entered a chopper was when I was Carlo" he grumbled.

He started remembering his life when he was Carlo. He came here to get his revenge on Marcello, but it turned out to be different.

His relationship with him got even weirder. He doesn’t even understand what kind of relationship he has with him.

Slave and master?

Sex partners?

Old friends?

’He doesn’t know I’m Carlo. There’s no way we could be friends’

He sighed deeply, knowing for a fact that what he had for Marcello wasn’t love.

’There’s no way it’s love, is it?’

He immediately snapped out of his thoughts when he felt someone staring at him. He lowered his head and saw Nikolai with someone with white hair.

"Huh? Is that his new lover? What happened to Alessandro?" He wondered.

The person was finally out of sight. He didn’t look back at him, but Eddy was sure someone indeed looked at him.

He stepped away from the rails to avoid getting noticed. There was nothing he could do inside the big room. He wasn’t with his phone, and also, there was no TV in Marcello’s room.

Due to his personality, he was used to breaking things inside his room. So, he ended up breaking almost ten TVs that were in his room.

Mario suggested to keep the TV out of his room. He was never a fan of TV anyway. He clicked his tongue and remained there, secretly waiting for the knock.

’Maybe I should choose to be with my family. Getting to know them won’t be that bad’

He rubbed his chin.

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Fabio has been with Nikolai since he arrived. He wasn’t good with the Italian language even if some of the guests were communicating with it, he felt a bit uncomfortable and unwelcomed because of that.

It’s as if he came to a party he wasn’t invited to. He wondered if they were talking about him.

’Should I just kill everyone in this manor?’

He asked himself.

He felt a nudge at the side and received a glass of champagne from Nikolai.

"Here you go," he said.

"Thank, Nicky" he smiled, holding the glass. He won’t sip from it.

"Come, let me introduce you to my cousin and my uncle"

A slight frown appeared on his face, as he signalled Nicky, explaining how uncomfortable he was, but Nicky was too dumb to notice. He pulled Fabio by the hand and walked him to where the old man Diabolo was, with a few of his friends.

"Uncle!" Nikolai appeared and the old man stopped talking to look at his nephew.

"Nicky!" He also answered with a normal expression on his face.

"This is my guest," he said, stretching his hands to Fabio. Fabio tried his best not to roll his eyes. The men were staring at him with disgust and lust all over their faces.

"Welcome to my son’s party, child," he said, stretching his hands for a handshake.

Fabio looked at the hand for over a minute before accepting it with a smile.

"I’m not called child, sir. My name is Fabio Ivanov" he announced his presence.

The old man shot his eyes wide open as he heard that.

Ivanov? An Ivanov was at this party and he didn’t know. He took one last glance at him, and so did the other men who were seated there.

The old man forced himself up and gave him a proper handshake.

"I didn’t recognise you, Prince of Russia. I never knew you were a friend of my nephew" he clasped his hands together, pretending to be excited. However, he wanted to know how Nikolai got to know him.

If he had known the prince of Russia was arriving, he would have made the party more grand and personally welcomed him. Just like the Diabolo family doesn’t have any power or ties over there in Russia, he wanted to use the opportunity to make a name for themselves in Russia.

Fabio folded his hands, with a normal expression on his face. Deep down, he knew what they were thinking. He had spent a lot of time dealing with men like that, with their weird interest in partnering with the Ivanov family.

Whenever an opportunity arose, Fabio was in charge of handling the contract preparation and reading. Depending on the benefits, he must either accept the contract on behalf of the family or reject it. He’ll do anything helpful to himself and the family.

He was that greedy!

"...bio, Fabio" Nikolai called his name. He snapped back to reality and covered his face with a weird smile.

"Even though I was unable to bring a gift for your son. I wish him congratulations, too," he spoke calmly. He also had an uninterested look on his face.

"Thank you, Prince. Could you give me a few minutes of your time?" The old man’s voice came out as gentle as it had ever been. Fabio looked behind and saw the worried look on Nikolai’s face.

He smirked and glanced at the old man.

"Today’s your son’s celebration. You shouldn’t divide the attention. I’m sure when you’re ready to work with the Ivanov, you’ll come all the way to Russia for that"

"If you permit me, I’ll do so. Haha!" He laughed.

Fabio walked back to Nikolai and waved his hand.

"I’ll be off now. Congratulations once again" he said and walked away with Nikolai, who was happy that he rejected his uncle.

"Do you have anything you wish to do? The party’s going to last till midnight" Nikolai queried, raising his eyebrows.

"I’ll be off any minute from now. Remember, I told you I came to Russia to find him" Fabio spoke. Nikolai lowered his head, realising that Fabio was still looking for his lover.

He was upset, and at the same time, there was nothing he could do. He can’t force Fabio to love him.

"I never asked about him, who exactly is he..." He was immediately interrupted.

"What is she doing here?" He frowned, with his eyes somewhere else. Nikolai traced his gaze and saw it was on a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. So similar to Eduardo.

She was immediately surrounded by a lot of people. Nikolai didn’t know who she was because he wasn’t interested in business.

Fabio was staring at her with a mixture of different emotions on his face. Anger, curiosity and also... lust.

"I’ll be back, Nicky,", he said and walked away from him, heading close to her. He managed to shove them aside and appeared in front of Viola.

"You?!" She exclaimed.

"Who knew you would also be here?" He folded his hand.

Marcello saw Fabio and shot his eyes wide open. He saw him and, at a glance, knew he was from the Ivanov family, the same family Eduardo hailed from.

’Who allowed this bastard in? How did he even get in? No, is he here to take Eddy? Does he know of my relationship with Eddy?’

He clenched his fist as he pondered on that. He was having a little discussion with Viola Hill, just like his father wanted. A lot of people surrounded her immediately because of how famous she was. She didn’t want to talk to them, so she just waved and smiled at them.

Maria stood at the corner with her friends, watching everything.

"Aren’t you concerned about your man? A lot of bitches are making their moves"

"Do I have to? We are married"

"Ah! You’re so lucky, Maria"

They laughed. Maria clenched her glass tight, careful not to break it. Her eyes were fixed on that blonde girl with blue eyes.

"Who the hell is that bitch?" She grumbled.

Even as the ruckus was happening downstairs, Luca and his partner made their way upstairs. After all, it was all part of the plan to distract everyone with Viola’s presence and beauty while they made their way upstairs.

Thanks to Poppy’s assistance, they easily made their way upstairs. Even if they get caught, she could just make up a lie about leaving something of hers in the room while assisting Marcello with his makeup and dressing.

Luca stood in front of the door, looking around to make sure no one came up to that floor. There was no need for them to. There were only two rooms on that floor, Marcello’s room and the mistress’ room.

He touched the door and immediately knocked twice, once and twice again. He waited for a response, but there was none. He did it again and again till Eduardo responded the fourth time. He opened the door, seeing them. Poppy waved at him, with a huge smile on her face.

"Why are you here?" Eduardo asked, looking at Poppy and the stranger close to her. He wasn’t able to recognise him since his red hair was gone.

"Have you forgotten what Maria said? We’re here to take you home" Luca smirked.