The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 114: Gone From The Diabolo House!

Chapter 114: Gone From The Diabolo House!

Everyone had gathered after hearing the noise coming from the entrance. The music and chattering had stopped.

"What’s going on?"

"I can’t see what’s happening"

"Seems like someone is trying to take the Prince’s lover away"

"Huh?"

"How can he care about his lover when he has a wife already? I feel sorry for Maria Gatti"

"Yeah, me too!"

Maria heard those words where she stood. She was finally relieved that Eduardo was leaving, but Marcello didn’t want to let him go. Everyone kept on talking about how pathetic she looked to have gotten married to a man who had a lover.

Her lower lips were already bleeding as she bit her lips hard.

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Viola was still keen on taking her brother with her, even after Marcello stood still, blocking their way.

"Are you really going to be stubborn about this? There’s no way my brother will stay here and keep being your fucking slave!" She yelled.

"Fine! I’ll make sure he’s no longer my slave. I’ll make him my secretary, if possible" he spoke calmly, taking a few steps closer to Viola. Fabio suddenly appeared, blocking him.

"You’re going to be the head of this family of yours... You won’t want to start your term by clashing with the Great Ivanov family, do you?" He asked.

"..." There was no response from Marcello. He knew what he was doing was uncalled for, but he didn’t want to let go of Eduardo. If what is doing will keep Eduardo in Italy, he’ll keep doing it.

"Young master, please stop this. It’s an order from the master" Philip said as he arrived to keep Marcello out of the way.

"Do I have to listen to his order?"

"Young master!" Philip called his name. Marcello looked at the angry look on his face and sighed deeply. His gaze landed on Eduardo and he smirked.

"Everything keeps slipping off my hand. First, it was Carlo... Now, it’s you! Even if it’s one minute, I’ll give you to change your mind"

"There’s no need for that. I’ve made up my mind from the moment I listened to that recording" Eduardo replied, almost immediately.

"Eddy!" He called his name. Eduardo stepped forward, but Viola was still holding his hand, stopping him from moving closer to Marcello.

He looked back and gave his sister an assuring smile. There was no glimpse of emotion in his eyes. She nodded her head, understanding his smile and finally let go of his hand.

Eduardo strutted closer to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Let’s forget everything we had from the beginning. Our first meeting was rather unfortunate which explains the bad luck in our relationship. Let’s never meet again, Marcy. If you stand before me in the future, I’ll not be able to forgive you"

"All I did was hide the truth about your family from you... All I deserve is this? Ha! I guess this is what I get for being too soft" he covered his face with his palm as he took a dramatic pause. He looked at Eduardo through his fingers and concluded. "Fine. If you want to leave, I won’t stop you anymore. You’ll come back to me anyway. I’ll wait for you to beg me to take you back and I will. Because I love you, Eduardo" he smiled and slowly stepped back. Viola and Fabio were relieved to see Marcello finally give up. He walked up the stairs, without looking back.

Eduardo stood there with his fist clenched.

’Because I love you, Eduardo’

Those words replayed in his head over and over again. He never heard those words from Marcello before. He never said it while he was Carlo, except jokingly. It was a rare sentence that ever came out of his mouth.

"Ha! That fucker" he grumbled.

Nikolai brushed past Marcello while heading down the stairs. He entered the hall and saw his tense it was. He saw Fabio and walked closer to him.

"What happened?" He asked.

"Oh, you missed some drama. Where were you?" Fabio crossed his hands.

"Haha!" He let out a fake laughter as he scratched the corner of his head. He couldn’t tell Fabio that he went to check on his mother whom he had rendered unconscious. "I had a problem to deal with upstairs. Are you leaving already?"

"Yes, I have to" he smiled.

Nikolai’s cheek flushed red. The expression on Fabio’s face had improved. It was better than it was when he arrived at the event. Almost as if something good had happened to him.

"You... You’re off to find your lover, aren’t you?" He purposely asked, to know the reason why he was happy.

"Oh, my lover. I found him" he slowly dragged his lower lips between his teeth.

Nikolai heard that and he felt a throbbing in his chest. He had secretly hoped that Fabio wouldn’t find him, but he ended up finding his lover.

"Congratulations" he scratched his hair, averting his gaze from him.

"Thank you. I better get going" he said and walked away. He was discussing with Nikolai that he didn’t know when Viola left with Eduardo.

He got into the car that picked him up from the hotel.

"To the hotel, immediately! Hurry up!" He yelled.

He had thought they were heading straight to Italy. But, when he got to the hotel and barged into Viola’s room, he saw Eduardo seated there, with a cup of hot chocolate in his hand.

He heaved a breath of relief and walked deeper into the room.

Lenny was also there, scanning Eduardo’s face with her eyes.

"You look just like my boss!" She said, with excitement in her voice.

"Ah... Thank you," Eduardo replied awkwardly.

Luca’s eyes were glued to his phone. He tapped the screen a few more times before dropping it and letting out a sigh.

"If we wait to do a new passport for him, it’ll take a long time," he said.

They were referring to Marcello being unable to get back to Russia, without his passport. And he had already become a citizen of Italy.

Viola also stepped out of one of the rooms, tossing her phone to the couch, before sitting close to Eduardo.

"I just got out of a call with the old man. He’s almost done dealing with the witch. We have two days left before heading back. We’ll use those two days to get back his passport from the Diabolo house"

"What?!" Lenny and Luca yelled.

"We’ll find a way" Viola clenched her fist, determined. But, she had no plan in her head.

"Um... I could head back there and grab it myself" Eduardo tilted his head to the side.

"No!!!" They all yelled at him, including Fabio.

Fabio stood, distanced from Eduardo, holding himself back. He just couldn’t wait to get his hands on him. That visible huge chest felt like bursting out of his shirt. His pink lips seemed so soft, even without touching them. His muscles and everything about him...

’At this rate, I’ll lose control of myself’

He grinned as he thought deeply.

He walked closer, clearing his throat to get everyone’s attention. Viola frowned deeply.

"Who the heck let you into my room?"

"Isn’t it too crooked up in here? Why don’t Eduardo come to sleep with me in the penthouse?" He suggested.

"Hell. No! Don’t even think about it" She glared at him.

"Hmm, suit yourself then. However, if you want someone to bring back his passport, I could help. I have a friend in the Diabolos’ House" he grinned.

"Then, we’ll leave it to you. We’ll leave in two days, so hurry up, Fabio" She folded her hands and adjusted her sitting position, getting closer to Eduardo and speaking softly to him.

"We’ll have to get you new clothes and shoes. You must have been treated badly over there"

"No, I had a lot of expensive clothes. I just couldn’t take them" he answered with a serious expression, still holding his mug.

Viola nodded her head, gently rubbing her hand on Eduardo’s back.

"Things would be different once we return. Forget all the painful memories from the past. I’m sure they won’t come back" she assured him.

Eduardo nodded his head, listening to his sister.

’Is this what it’s like to have an older sister? Ah... I guess it’s not bad’

He sipped from his mug and raised his head to look at Fabio. He saw the same look on his face and immediately looked away.

’Who the heck is he? He referred to himself as my older brother. But, he doesn’t have a good relationship with Viola. I feel uncomfortable as he keeps glaring at me’

He thought to himself. He gently placed the empty mug on the table and Viola ruffled his hair.

"Good boy, do you want more?" He asked.

An angry vein popped at the corner of his head. He was being treated as a child.

’Good boy? Ha! I’m going crazy already’

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Nothing happened till the end of that day. Eduardo managed to sleep in one of the empty rooms in his sister’s hotel room.

When he woke up the next morning, he stumbled out of the room to fetch some water to drink. He poured some water into the glass cup, as he rubbed his stomach.

He heard the main door open and someone walked in. It was Fabio. He stood there, scanning Eduardo from head to toe. When his eyes met the bite and kiss marks on his body,

His expression turned dark immediately as he asked in a cold voice.

"Dear brother, who made those filthy marks on your body?"