The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 149: How Could He Just Leave?

Chapter 149: How Could He Just Leave?

Eduardo waited silently for Fabio’s response. But Fabio sat there confused, not knowing what to say. His heart raced even faster, wishing and praying that he didn’t get caught.

His silence made Eduardo even more suspicious. He doesn’t remember himself getting into the water or even walking back to his... No, he remembered that. Marcello and Nikolai were with him.

He sprung up from the tub, still not letting go of Fabio’s hand.

"Are you just going to remain silent?"

Fabio gulped the emptiness in his mouth before spewing lies.

"You see, you were drugged at the party. So, some strangers brought you here. Your outfit was stained, so I... I thought I could wash you"

"..."

Eduardo didn’t want to believe what Fabio had said. But, he believed the part where he was drugged. He definitely felt his body burning and the sudden urge to have sex with... Marcello.

He placed his hand over his face and let go of Fabio.

"Leave. I’ll do it myself"

"Yes, young master. I’ll investigate the matter" Fabio lowered his head.

"No need. The culprit failed, didn’t they? Let it go. The party is still going on downstairs" Eduardo said, waving at him dismissively.

"Understood!" Fabio said and left immediately. He gently closed the bathroom door before placing his hand on his chest. He was almost caught. He checked his wrist watch and his mouth widened in shock. The drug that was supposed to last for forty minutes lasted for just twenty minutes.

Eduardo was starting to get used to APHRO-16. During the experiment, it wasn’t so with the test subjects. Why was it different when it came to Eduardo?

He angrily kicked the door and gritted his teeth hard. He walked out of the room and saw David who was still standing outside.

"Is the young master asleep?" David asked.

Fabio didn’t answer. He took out a stick of cigarette from his pocket and lit it up. Fabio rarely smokes; he does when he’s tense or sometimes... angry. He puffed out the smoke from his mouth and sighed deeply.

"The effect time for the drug has reduced. It’s now twenty minutes"

"Huh? Twenty minutes?" David almost yelled. "But, why are you telling me this? I have no hand in what you’re doing" David looked away, grumbling.

"Ha! You must be thinking of me as a fool. You are a part of this whether you like it or not. We almost got caught. Once he steps out, apologise to him for your recklessness. If you had kept an eye on him, one of the guests wouldn’t have drugged him" Fabio poked his finger on David’s chest.

That’s definitely not what happened, but David understood that was the lie he gave to Eduardo. He sighed heavily before nodding his head.

"Yes, boss"

"I’ll leave now. I have important things to take care of. Especially that bastard Nikolai... tsk!" His eyes darkened as he walked away from the third floor.

David made his way into the room to check up on Eduardo. He saw him walking out of the closet with a few clothes. He had nothing but his briefs on. He looked so hot and muscular without anything on.

David was almost bleeding from his nose before he noticed Eduardo staring at him.

"Uh, if you’re busy, I’ll come back later," he said.

"Ah! Come in, David" he said.

David walked in and tightened his hands between his legs.

"Yes, young master"

Eduardo pulled his hand and dragged him closer to the bed. He already used his bed as a mannequin, styling the outfit he was going to wear since he couldn’t wear the white suit anymore.

"Tell me, the black outfit or the grey?" He asked, holding David by the shoulder.

David couldn’t think.

Thump!

Thump!

He felt his heart racing at Eduardo’s touch and his warm breath hitting his ear. He couldn’t concentrate.

"... David!" Eduardo called his name, snapping him back to reality. He shuddered and raised his head to look at Eduardo.

"Are you alright?"

"Ah! Yes, young master. The grey outfit is good, but they definitely do not look formal" he said.

Eduardo folded his hands.

"I hate wearing suits. They are definitely not my style. Since I’m not the one giving the closing speech, I can afford to wear anything" he shrugged and picked the black turtle neck. He then grabbed a white shirt and sighed.

"I guess this could be considered formal" he nodded his head. He started wearing his clothes in front of David. David could see his body well as Eddy stood in front of him. His reddish pink nipples, the faint scars on his shoulder and his waist. There was also a tattoo of his name down there.

Eduardo picked one of the bottles of perfume sitting on his table and wore it.

"Can we leave now?" He asked, picking up his phone. It was as if he was in a hurry.

He chose a pair of grey pants, with black shoes. He had completed his outfit as he headed out of the room. He touched his head, which was aching because of the drugs.

"That bastard who tried to drug me..." He grumbled.

David remembered this was an opportunity to apologise just as Fabio wanted him to.

"It’s my fault, young master. If I hadn’t left, no one would have given you a drugged drink"

"It’s fine. I was the one who told you to leave anyway" Eduardo shrugged and headed downstairs. He paused and stared at David. "So, how was it?"

David raised an eyebrow, confused about the question he was being asked.

’How was what?’

"Did Viola say yes?" He asked.

David looked away, nervously scratching his jaw. He didn’t know that Viola was the one who had real feelings for him.

"It went well" he grumbled.

Eduardo placed a hand on David’s shoulder.

"You should be happy. What’s that gloomy look on your face now. You could be my brother-in-law!" Eduardo hummed and nodded as he reached the last floor. Instead of going straight to the party floor, he sneaked into the balcony and scammed around for Nikolai and his fake uncle from Africa.

They were nowhere to be found.

’How can he leave without saying anything to me? That fucker!’ he angrily clenched his fist.

Suddenly, he heard a voice behind him as he turned his head. He saw a tall man with brown hair and glasses. He wore a sly smile on his face that was obviously fake.

"Hello, Eduardo Ivanov" the man greeted, waving his hand.

"Who are you?" Eduardo asked, uninterested in talking to him.

"Of course, you have no idea who I am. Pardon my tardiness, let me introduce myself. My name is Chrishan Vladimir" he said, lowering his head. He raised his head, hoping to see a shocking look on Eduardo’s face but Eduardo just folded his hands, trying to see if he could know who Chrishan Vladimir was.

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