The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 53: A Little Show Off!

Chapter 53: A Little Show Off!

"Do you want this?"

"No!"

"What about this? Black looks good on you"

"No!"

Marcello didn’t bother to ask the next question since Eduardo was going to give his usual answer. He didn’t want to go shopping. No, he hadn’t gone shopping in a while. He wasn’t a fan of it except when he was going with Carlo. Carlo had a good fashion sense and would always love to pick a complete outfit set, and its combination would be to die for. Everything Carlo wore looked good on him. Marcello preferred to order his outfits and he also had a personal designer.

The only reason he walked around with Carlo was because he wished to show off his wealth and spend more time with Carlo.

Eduardo also knew that. He was aware that Marcello wasn’t a fan of walking around and choosing any outfit. He doesn’t even know his shoe size or shirt size. His designer just takes his measurements and gets everything ready for him.

"If you don’t want anything, then why are we here?" Marcello furrowed his eyebrows.

"Because you threatened me to go out with you, and it’s not fun since you rented the whole mall to yourself", he replied.

Marcello looked around. There was no one in the stores. He tutted his teeth and proudly slipped his hands into his pockets. He took out a cigarette stick and started to look for his lighter.

"Fine, I threatened you to come out with me. Now, get yourself busy and let’s spend some cash" he waved his black card. "Or, does a slave like you not know the value of money?" He smirked.

Eduardo frowned. He approached Marcello and grabbed the black card from him.

"If you want me to spend your money, I’ll gladly do so and no smoking in the mall. You can cause a fire, you arrogant young master" he walked away and started entering the stores. Just like Carlo, Marcello started selecting full outfits to match. He was so fast with it and everything that he chose fitted him perfectly. Even Marcello could see it.

’He’s just like Carlo’

He smirked but the smile on his face immediately disappeared. He doesn’t want to compare Carlo with Eduardo. Carlo was already dead but Eduardo was alive. He must never make the mistake of killing Eduardo the way he mercilessly killed his best friend.

"This is enough for me. Shall we leave?" Eduardo held the clothes. It’s been an hour since he started picking everything he wanted.

They were the only ones alone in the whole mall. Marcello looked at the time and tilted his head.

"I booked the mall for five hours as we’ve only used two and a half hours already. Let’s keep shopping" he winked.

"I’m tired" Eduardo gave up. He thought he would be able to get as many things as he wanted and probably use a lot in Marcello’s black card, but he couldn’t even use three percent of what was in the card.

"Then, why don’t I shop for you? Follow me, babe" Marcello’s voice snapped him back to reality. He didn’t want to follow Marcello, but he had no choice but to do so. They approached an adult shop. Eduardo saw the title boldly written above the entrance.

"What are we doing here again?"

"Who knows? Come with me" he entered.

It was the first time Eduardo was entering this shop, both as Carlo and Eduardo. He looked around and saw different kinds of sex toys with different sizes and heights.

"This is creepy"

"...and cute. This reminds me of your size" Marcello slid his hand over one of the biggest one and Eduardo’s cheek flushed red.

"What...what the hell are you talking about?" Eduardo threw his face away and stared at the cloth section. There were different kinds of wear like G-string, male lingerie, where the chest area had been torned, and the area beneath was also exposed. It could be unzipped and zipped but looking at that, Eduardo didn’t even want to try on something like that.

Marcello was there, looking through the other dark outfits.

"You’re not buying any of these for me, right?" Eduardo furrowed his eyebrows.

"Your size is nowhere to be found, babe. You’re way too huge. Why don’t I wear it and you tell me if it’s good?"

Eduardo paused and tried to process what Marcello had just said. He folded his lips into a thin line and turned around, trying his best to hold back his laughter. He couldn’t imagine Marcello, a mafia prince dressed in that kind of outfit.

If Viktor ever hears about such a thing, he would blame Eduardo and kill him out of anger.

"I’d rather not see you wearing any of these. Let’s go home"

"Why? We still have a lot of time" Marcello was still looking through the collections.

"No! Please, no. I don’t want to see anything that can ruin my eyes" he shook his head.

Marcello grinned and grabbed it anyway, without Eduardo looking.

"Since you’re done, let’s leave", he said, and they walked out to the receptionist.

"Why don’t you get the car ready? I’ll pay and bring it myself" Marcello handed the key over to Eduardo.

"Sure" he walked away.

Since he was gone, the excited look on Marcello’s face changed immediately. The receptionist froze also as shivers went through her spine.

"Greetings, sir!"

"I’ll be taking all of this!"

"Yes sir. Please, can you let me scan them before you take..."

"I have no time for that. I have to leave. Shove everything into the bags. Oh! And this one, into a separate bag"

"Yes... sir," her voice trembled as she immediately shoved everything into different bags.

"Here you go, sir. Thanks for your patronage"

"Of course, you should be honoured" he grabbed it and walked away, without paying.

As soon as she walked past the door, the receptionist heaved a breath of relief and threw herself on the chair. Her heart was pounding rapidly in her chest.

"Fuck! Was that the famous Marcello Diabolo? Why did he have to show up when it was my shift? I forgot how to breathe when he approached me" She wiped the sweat buds off her forehead.

Marcello entered the car and threw the heavy bags into the backseat.

"That was quick"

"The receptionist was fast to scan everything" he lied through his teeth and shrugged.

"What about the receipt?" Eduardo asked. Marcello’s furrowed his eyebrows.

"Huh?" He asked.

"What about the receipt?" Eduardo asked again.

"I had it right here... Oh my, where is it? It was just right here with me. I must have lost it. Silly me" he pretended to search for it.

"Careless!" Eduardo muttered and started the engine. He immediately drove off and was heading home.

Marcello couldn’t wait to show off his new outfit to Eduardo and he had just a plan for that. His lips curved into a smile.