The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 150: Uncle Or Partner?

Chapter 150: Uncle Or Partner?

After a few seconds of thinking, he had no idea who he was.

"I still don’t know who you are. But, welcome to the party" he said, wanting to leave. Chrishan tried to grab his hand, but David was quick to block him off.

"You will not lay a single finger on the young master’s body" David frowned.

Chrishan raised his hand in mock surrender.

"Fine. My bad. I was just hoping for... a private discussion with you, nephew" he said.

Eduardo heard his last word and raised an eyebrow. He didn’t know who this man was, yet he found him so familiar. Eduardo turned to look at him, leaning on the rail.

"Private discussion? What is it about?"

"I’ll let you know if you decide to chat with me," he said.

Eduardo, folding his hands stared at the party going on downstairs. It doesn’t look like it will end soon. He looked back at Chrishan, his claimed uncle and smirked.

"I guess I’ll have a chat with you. You have five minutes to grab my attention, or else I’m walking away," Eduardo said and walked away. Chrishan followed behind. They headed up to the private lobby upstairs. Just as David was about to enter, Chrishan closed the door.

"That fucker! Why is he so familiar?" He frowned, standing close to the door. He also recognised Chrishan but doesn’t remember where he saw him.

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Chrishan turned to look at Eduardo, who was seated on a single couch, leaning his elbow on the armrest.

"You have less than five minutes left, UN.CLE." he tilted his head to the side.

Chrishan adjusted his tie and smirked as he walked closer to Eduardo.

"I’m still thinking of what to do to get your attention. Kissing would definitely not be enough" he licked his thumb.

Eduardo furrowed his eyebrows. He was starting to get annoyed, regretting his decision of choosing to have a discussion with Chrishan.

He stood up, ready to leave but Chrishan shoved him back to his seat, pinning him.

With a grin, he lowered his head to look at Eduardo.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"Getting your attention," he said, trying to reach for Eduardo’s half-unbuttoned shirt.

"No one gave you any permission to touch me," he said, as his frown got deeper.

"But, you kissed me against my own will the other day. I couldn’t forget the taste of my nephew’s lips. It was soft, juicy, sweet..."

Eduardo grabbed him by his collar and shoved him away.

"What are you talking about? When did I..."

"Cockpit," Chrishan said.

That single word was able to jog his memory. He remembered going there for some cocktail, not knowing it was a gay bar. He leaned his head on a man with dark hair, mistaking the person for Marcello, he kissed the stranger.

He suddenly remembered everything. He raised his head and caught a grin on Chrishan’s face.

"Do you remember now? You kissed me so deeply that I was almost swallowed by your warm lips. Hmmm, ungh... fuck!" He started to moan.

"Shut up!" Eduardo yelled and Chrishan kept quiet. He was so annoyed. "What is it that you want?"

"Nothing much. I just need you"

"I’m not interested in you" Eduardo responded. Chrishan shook his head and rephrased his words. "I NEED you... Let me just say, I need your help, Eduardo Ivanov. From tomorrow, you’ll become the Mafia lord of the Ivanov family and also the most powerful man in the country. Yet, you look so weak and naive. How could the upcoming master of the family get drugged so easily..."

"How did you know that?"

"I followed and heard everything. I know who drugged you, but I can’t tell you until you agree to my terms" Chrishan winked, still wearing that sly look on his face.

"And why should I trust you? You were just about to blackmail me just because you kissed me?" Eduardo asked.

"No. No. No. You’re mistaken, dear nephew... YOU

kissed me, it’s not the other way around. However, if you find it hard to trust me, I’ll work for you first then, you can help me after getting what you want"

The room was quiet. Eduardo was deep in thought. If his claimed uncle knew who drugged him, he could easily get rid of the person. There was no one he trusted in the Ivanov house, except Viola. But, there was no way he could drag his sister into his mess.

The other option is trusting this man who’s hungry for... What he doesn’t know. He claimed he needed Eduardo, but for what? Why? Eduardo had no idea.

He’s stuck between trusting a stranger he met once and dealing with it himself, which is completely impossible with the traitors that surround him.

A deep sigh escaped from his lips. He looked at Chrishan who was patiently waiting for an answer.

"So? What do you choose?"

"I never asked, but how the fuck are you my uncle?"

"Your grandfather adopted me since he had no male child" he shrugged.

"Grandfather?" He asked and raised his eyebrows, remembering the man who wanted to force him into a marriage.

"Fine. I’ll work with you. However, it’s between both of us" Eduardo said. Chrishan stepped forward, requesting a handshake.

"I’ll draft the contract and send it to your email"

"No, all my activities are been watched. I’ll send you a private email" Eduardo accepted the handshake.

"Sure. I’ll wait for your message, dear nephew" Chrishan refused to let go of his hand. He immediately pulled Eduardo close, whispering into his ear. "If you ever wish to speak to me in person, meet me at Cockpit. It belongs to me. I don’t mind pinning you to the wall and ravaging your lips again"

Eduardo immediately moved away.

"I’ll never step foot there again. Give up on your useless thoughts" he frowned and walked towards the door.

He paused and looked back.

"If you ever think of betraying me, I’ll kill you myself... Uncle" he said and walked away, slamming the door close.

Chrishan rubbed his chin, laughing.

"Feisty! I like him already"

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