The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 147: A Stalker?

Chapter 147: A Stalker?

Fabio was relieved that David had left Eduardo’s side. He smirked from the balcony he was standing and signalled one of the waiters.

He walked towards Eduardo, with a special glass of champagne.

"Sir David asked that I give this glass to you," he said.

"Oh, thank you" he replied and grabbed it off the tray. Fabio stood there, waiting in suspense for Eduardo to sip from the glass. But, he was busy talking to the guests that he didn’t even know. He clenched his fist, gritting his teeth.

"Come on, drink it," he frowned.

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"Thank you so much..." Eduardo finally ended his conversation. He has been talking so much that he gulped everything in the glass to quench his thirst.

"Yes!" Fabio grinned, rubbing his palms together. Once Eduardo starts to get dizzy, he’ll take him away and spend some time with him in his room.

’Even if I haven’t penetrated him yet because of how tight he is, I wonder if I could do something today. Even if it’s just the head... I can’t wait to be buried inside you, Eddy!’

He thought to himself. As usual, he had to wait for twenty to thirty minutes. The effect time has reduced since he was getting used to the drug already. From two hours... the drug effect has started to fade after forty minutes.

’I guess I’ll have to make a few adjustments and produce something more stronger. Something that could last for five hours. That should be for my Eddy alone’

Hegrumbled.

He checked his wristwatch, waiting for thirty minutes before finding his way to Eduardo.

However, after gulping everything in the glass, he bumped into Nikolai and Maria.

They pretended to be shocked to see him when they had purposely crossed paths with him.

"Uhm, I guess I should congratulate you on your ceremony" Nikolai said, scratching the back of his head.

"Thank you?" Eduardo responded, without certainty. He didn’t know how they got the invitation to enter this hall. Most of all, he wished he could ask about Marcello, but he couldn’t bring himself to.

"We were never close in the past. I know I treated you awfully and... Fuck it, no time for stories. I want to apologise for what I did..." She said.

"It’s all in the past, Lady Maria. Besides, without you, I wouldn’t have met my family, right?" She asked.

"Ah, I see. Thank you" she smiled.

"Who else came with you?" Eduardo asked Nikolai.

"Marcello isn’t here..." Nikolai said.

Eduardo furrowed his eyebrows.

"I wasn’t asking about him. I only asked a question" he responded, his lips curling into a smile. He was a bit upset that Marcello didn’t come. His chest tightened, but he couldn’t show it in front of these people.

"My bad. Well, our adopted uncle came..." He said, pointing to the stranger who was behind them.

’Adopted uncle? That’s a huge lie!’

Eduardo stared at him and for some reason, he couldn’t take his eyes off him.

It was clearly obvious that he had contact lenses on. His glasses were fake. He looked back at Nikolai, raising his eyebrows.

"Adopted uncle?" He asked.

"Ah yes, he didn’t like living with the Diabolos, so he made a family and lived in... Uhm..."

"Africa" the stranger spoke. He forgot to fake his voice. Eduardo immediately knew that that stranger was really Marcello. He was a bit excited that he wished he could jump over and hug him, but he still pretended not to notice.

The stranger cleared his throat and stretched his hand towards Eduardo for a handshake.

"I’m... James, from Africa" he said, faking his voice.

Eduardo stretched his hand also, accepting the handshake. As soon as James’s, no, Marcello’s hands touched his, he started to feel hot. He wondered if it was the suit, but it wasn’t so. The hall was cold, yet he was the only one feeling hot.

"Shit, why is it hot in here?" He asked himself.

"Huh? Are you alright?" He moved closer to Eduardo, still not letting go of his hand after the handshake.

"I don’t know, it seems... I need fresh air" he stuttered. Marcello looked at Nikolai and they all walked out of the hall. Maria stood there, not following them.

"Fresh air? Isn’t the air here fresh? Or... Did he find out that that’s Marcello? No way! The disguise is perfect" she mumbled to herself.

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Eduardo pulled the tie off his neck. He stopped walking as he was starting to feel unconscious, but he couldn’t sleep in the hallway.

"What do you need?"

"Take me upstairs. The third floor" he said, panting hard.

"Sure" Marcello carried Eduardo without asking any questions. He took him straight to the third floor. Eduardo made his way into the room. They helped him lay on the bed as he started to take off his suit. He still felt his body burning and his dick was bulging through his pants. Nikolai was just there in case they needed anything.

"Is he really okay? He looks like he was drugged." Nikolai rubbed his chin.

"Drugged? Who could have drugged him?" Marcello frowned.

Nikolai suddenly remembered Fabio and how obsessed he was with Eduardo.

"I guess we’ll have to wait... Since he suddenly disappeared from the hall, the first person to look for him will definitely be the one that drugged him" Nikolai suggested.

"Let’s wait and see. Stand outside" Marcello said, gently stroking Eduardo’s hair.

Nikolai wanted to disagree. He’s been treated as a guard, but he just did as his cousin wanted. He stood outside the door silently. Eduardo was already under the influence of the drug. He already took off his shirt, squirming on the bed. Marcello could see the faded red spots on his body.

"Who could have drugged you? What the hell has been going on since you left me, Eddy?" He grumbled. He sat on the bed and wrapped his hands tightly around Eduardo.

This was what he wanted: to hug Eduardo once he saw him, but it wasn’t like this. Right now, he wasn’t Eduardo... It was James. He also couldn’t hug Eduardo while he was conscious.

"Touch me..." Eduardo’s warm breath hit the back of his ear. Marcello broke the hug and immediately shoved Eduardo to the bed.

"You have no idea how hard I’m trying to stay tender, but I don’t want to touch you like this, Eddy," he said.

"Touch me..." Eduardo spoke again in the same tone, touching Marcello’s hand. Marcello took off his tie and tied Eduardo’s hands together.

He stood up from the bed and lowered his head. He was already hard. He ran his hands over his face and looked up.

’Fuck! This shit can’t be happening’

He took his hands off his face and spotted a red light blinking from the light on the ceiling. He furrowed his eyebrows and pulled a chair. He climbed it and tried to find the red light. It turned out to be a camera...

"Ha! There’s a stalker here... A psychopath has been with Eddy" he gritted his teeth angrily and smashed the camera with his bare hands. It broke and the red light stopped blinking.

"Who the hell is that bastard?"