The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 57: The Event Day

Chapter 57: The Event Day

’Is he in his right senses? Kiss him?’

Eduardo wondered, after listening to Marcello’s request. He still had his wrist grabbed by him.

"I’m still waiting for you, babe. Lean forward and press your lips against mine. Do you want me to make a move first?" Marcello asked in a weak voice.

Eduardo let out a frustrated sigh and moved closer to Marcello. He crouched low and looked at his sleepy eyes. It’s as if he didn’t even mean what he was saying.

"I can’t take advantage of you when you’re not in your right senses. Just ahead and sleep, Marcy" He said, forcefully releasing Marcello’s fingers from his wrist.

"Eddy..." Marcello called again.

"This bastard has a knack for driving me crazy. Just go to sleep!" Eduardo said and hit the back of his neck. Marcello’s eyes rolled to the back and slowly closed. His hand also fell to the side of the bed and a sense of relief washed over him.

"It’s finally over" he grumbled and stood up. He adjusted the pants and took one last glance at Marcello before leaving the room.

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Eduardo slammed his door lock and even closed the window. The person who tried to kill him escaped and he’s still out there.

’What if he tries to kill me again? And who was that person who saved him? He glared at me like he knew me from somewhere. Tsk! What a hassle’

he slipped his fingers into his hair and fell on the bed.

It’s past midnight and a lot of things happened. If Viktor hadn’t tried to kill him, his secret wouldn’t have been exposed. Eduardo stayed here, hoping to get his revenge on the one who killed him and his family, but it turned out Marcello was not guilty after all. Viktor was the cause of everything and even if he gets his revenge by ending his life, there’s nothing that would change. His family will remain dead. The Morano name has been wiped out of history.

"Since I no longer have to get my revenge, do I have to be here anymore? Should I run away? If I do, Marcello would turn the whole world upside down just to find me. Also, I can’t leave him in that state. Viktor isn’t around to protect him. It’s just me" he murmured, with his eyes fixed on the ceiling.

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The next day was the day for the event Marcello was supposed to attend with Eduardo. Eduardo had thought Marcello would be ready to leave by the time he had mentioned during the ride home, but no, he wasn’t.

Eduardo spent the afternoon getting dressed in his white suit since it was the colour of the day. He felt awkward wearing a full suit. He didn’t even wear it when he was Carlo. He prefers simple and comfortable outfits, and he doesn’t mind wearing such to any event.

However, at this event, he wasn’t just going as a guest, he was also going there as Marcello’s bodyguard. He stared at his reflection in the mirror and saw how handsome he looked.

"Hmm" was the only word that escaped his lips. He walked out of his room. As he approached Marcello’s room, he saw Mario outside, holding a tray.

Mario also saw him and diverted his gaze from him. He was still avoiding Eduardo ever since the day he bumped into him and Marcello in an awkward position.

Eduardo slowly reached the door and turned his head to look at Mario.

"Is he inside?"

"..." Mario bit his lower lips, not wanting to give any response but, he couldn’t. "Yes, he is. He refused to open the door since morning" he said.

"Oh..." Eduardo knocked on the door and called Marcello’s name; there was no response either.

"Is he still asleep?" Mario was curious. Eduardo also thought the same thing. He remembered hitting Marcello on his neck yesterday.

’Did I hit him too hard?’

he wondered.

It was suddenly silent till Mario decided to break it.

"You brought the lunchbox to my room that night, thank you"

"You’re welcome" Eduardo gave a quick response.

"Did... Did you see any other thing?" He asked. Mario wanted to know if Eduardo had seen him in the bathroom jerking off while calling his name and sniffing his shirt that he had stolen from his room.

Eduardo raised his head like he was thinking.

"Uh, I didn’t see much. The room was dark so I placed it on the table. You weren’t there, right?" He lied, with a straight face.

"Yes, I wasn’t there at that time" Mario’s tone changed immediately. He was happy that Eduardo didn’t see anything, but Eduardo saw everything and decided to keep quiet about it.

He’d rather keep his distance and not give Mario any false impression.

"If he doesn’t answer, I’ll jump from my balcony to his. Wait here for me"

"What? Are you trying to commit suicide?" Mario yelled, the tray almost slipping from his hand. Eduardo caught it before it fell. He put the plate back in place and tapped his shoulder.

"Don’t worry, I’m strong enough, and I won’t die, not yet", he assured Mario and left. Mario’s cheek flushed red as Eduardo touched his shoulder. He tightened his legs, hoping not to get a boner because of a single touch.

’If Eduardo ever finds out about this, he’s going to hate me forever’ he thought to himself and decided to wait.

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Eduardo took off his white suit and rolled up his shirt sleeve as he entered his room. He walked to the balcony that was locked and swiftly unlocked it. It was his first time on the balcony. He has been in his room for over three months but has never entered the balcony before. He doesn’t just remember that there was one in his room.

As soon as he threw it open, he was welcomed by the scent of a cigarette. There was only one person in the manor who used this type of cigarette. Eduardo tilted his head and saw Marcello leaning on the balcony, smoking. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even realise that Eduardo was on the other side.

"So that’s why he’s not hearing the knock. This bas... There’s no need to cuss him since he has been through enough already"

"Hey, Marcy!!" Eduardo called his name. Marcello snapped back to reality.