The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 29: His Judgement!

Chapter 29: His Judgement!

A few hours later...

Eduardo slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He saw that he was back in Italy. A sense of relief washed over him, knowing that he was saved by Marcello.

’Where is he?’

He thought to himself and jerked up from the bed.

"Woah, slow down babe. Where are you headed to?"

He heard his voice from the side. He tilted his neck and saw Marcello lying next to him. A sight he didn’t notice initially.

He let out a sigh and slipped his fingers into his blonde hair. His hand touched the bandage that was wrapped around his head.

"There was no crack in your skull; you got lucky," Marcello told him.

"Thank you" Eduardo mumbled, embarrassed to say it out loud. Marcello sat up and pushed his head closer to Eduardo’s face.

"I didn’t hear that, babe. Say it again"

"Don’t lie to me. You heard it"

"Is this how you treat your saviour? If I were a second late, those men would have used you as a cum hole" Marcello told him, making Eduardo feel guilty.

"Fine, I said thank you. What else do you want?" He asked, calmly, still hiding his face from Marcello.

Marcello immediately grabbed his jaw and forced Eduardo to look at him, while he pushed his lips to his. He didn’t waste any time in kissing him hard, thrusting his tongue in and out of his mouth and at the same time, sucking his lips.

Eduardo wanted to push him away from his body but held himself back from doing so. He just let Marcello do what he wanted. There was a knock on the door and Eduardo finally pushed Marcello when he showed no sign of stopping even after the knock.

His face was flushed red.

"You should get the door," he said, hiding his face.

Marcello smirked and walked to the door. He saw Viktor standing behind the door.

"He’s here, young master" he spoke softly.

Marcello looked at Eduardo, who was on the bed, then back at Viktor.

"This room is soundproof, isn’t it?"

"Uh...yes, young master" Viktor replied, unsure of why he wanted to know that. Marcello grinned, with his eyes still stuck on Eduardo.

"Go ahead. I’ll be right there in a few minutes. I don’t want him to know about anything"

"Understood, young master" Viktor closed the door and remained in front of the room. He clenched his fist hard.

He couldn’t believe his plan failed and Eduardo was back here. He thought he wouldn’t get to see Eduardo anymore, and Marcello wouldn’t care about him if he went back. It had always been so.

Those who get scared of Marcello end up running away, and Marcello wouldn’t care because he’s always able to get anyone he wants.

’Why is it suddenly different this time? Why is he so obsessed with that slave boy? He reminds me of that... Carlo’

He gritted hard. He immediately recollects how Marcello took Eduardo to the room and even called the doctor on him. He was bleeding and also, unconscious.

The worried look on Marcello’s face as he got treated by the doctor was something he had seen for the first time. Even when he lost his mother at a young age, he didn’t shed a single tear at her funeral.

But for a man with an unusual background, he was worried.

’Damnit! Do I have to get rid of him like I did to Carlo? Or... Do I get the old master involved?’

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Marcello, after leaving Viktor, went back to the bed.

"Let’s continue with what..."

"No!" Eduardo gave a quick response, not allowing Marcello to complete his words.

"Are you shy? I know you liked it. Didn’t you, babe?"

Eduardo fell back on the bed, throwing the sheets over his head.

"I’d like to rest more"

"Of course, you should. I have an urgent business to take care of. I’ll see you later, sweetheart. Make sure you remain here and have some rest," Marcello spoke, and there was no response from Eduardo. He just smiled and left the room. His face suddenly turned cold as he signalled two of his men to guard the door.

"Guard this door with your life. No one is allowed to go in, and make sure he doesn’t come out," he gave the order.

"Yes, boss!" They chorused and took their positions by the door.

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Marcello headed downstairs for the quick business he wanted to attend to. There, a tall man with grey hair on some part of his head was on his knees. He has been like that ever since he entered the manor. He went on his knees, waiting for Marcello. He was thinking of a way to plead with him so he would pardon his daughter. But, there has never been a case where Marcello pardoned anyone at all. He has always been merciless towards anyone who disobeyed him or tried to take away what belonged to him.

Marcello, from the staircase, saw Mr Conti, groveling on the floor, even before he arrived. He frowned in disgust as he walked down the stairs, slowly. His footsteps alerted the tall man, who was Lucia’s father.

He dragged his knees to wait at the starting step of the staircase.

"Prince Marcello, please have mercy on my daughter. She’s just a child. She made a mistake" he pleaded, slamming his head on the floor. The man did so repeatedly and Marcello stopped right in front of him.

"All of this drama is unnecessary. Your daughter’s death is sure. She made the biggest mistake of her life... And I can’t spare her even if you strip naked and grovel on hot coal. You’ll only entertain me by doing so, but I won’t release your daughter, Mr... whatever" he replied, walking past him. He doesn’t remember his name because he had no interest in Lucia since she arrived.

Marcello walked to the king chair in the living room and sat on it. The man turned around; his forehead was already bruised and bleeding due to him slamming his head on the floor repeatedly.

There was no glimpse of forgiveness in Marcello’s eyes. Instead, he was going to punish Lucia right in front of her father.

"Pardon Lucia. I’ll take any punishment you’ll give her"

"Even if it’s death?" He asked. The man was silent for some seconds. He swallowed the emptiness in his mouth before giving his answer in a trembling voice.

"Yes, even if it’s death. I’ll gladly...take it" he hesitated. Marcello burst into laughter.

"I’d like to end this before I get caught by my babe" he took a dramatic pause and diverted his attention to one of the men around.

"Bring her here. Let’s see what happens between father and daughter" he ordered, unmoved by his little bravery.