The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 87: Luca?!

Chapter 87: Luca?!

The car that had just driven into the restaurant’s compound came to a stop, and the door swung open. Maria stropped out, her eyes scanning the building with fascination.

"It’s... Pleasing to the eye" she commented and adjusted her suit.

It was her first time going on a date, with someone. A man. Not just any man, but Marcello Diabolo.

She just couldn’t wait to see him for the first time after so long. She followed the manager and waiters to the VIP room.

Just when they reached the door, she heard voices and stopped the manager from opening the door.

"Don’t worry I’ll go in from here. We’ll call if we need you" she said.

"Uh... Okay. Please, call us if you need anything at all" the manager said and left with the waiters.

Maria could hear two different voices. An angry vein popped at the corner of her head, and the corner of her lips twitched in irritation.

’Don’t tell me he brought his lover to our date? This fucker!’

"I’m starving, when is the crybaby going to arrive? Should we just go home and fuck till dawn?" Marcello asked, grinning.

"Shouldn’t you have a little dignity for your fiancée, young master?" Eduardo replied, sounding exhausted.

"Do I look like I care? She’s going to walk in here and cry the moment she sees me anyway" he said, chuckling.

Eduardo seemed tired already.

Maria, who was already pissed off after hearing everything Marcello said about her, pulled the door open and stepped in.

Marcello travelled his gaze to the door and tilted his head.

"Who is that? I haven’t called for a waitress yet. Did you, Eddy?" He asked.

Eduardo didn’t even want to tell him who it was. He knew she was Maria Gatti. After all, she has been standing behind the door, listening to their conversation. She looked just like what he found on the internet.

She stormed towards the table and suddenly punched Marcello on the cheek.

"Hey, gay boy. Do you miss this crybaby?"

She asked. Marcello sat there in silence, it took a few seconds for Marcello to process what had just happened. His eyes roamed over her from head to toe.

"You... You’re crybaby?" He finally asked.

"I’ll hit you one more time if you call me that name, gay boy," she warned.

Marcello groaned in pain, rubbing his aching cheek. He watched as Maria sat opposite him. She was different from when they were kids.

She had become a beautiful lady; her hair was long and silky. Her eyes looked dark, without make-up. She was so beautiful. She even grew taller.

"Don’t stare too much. I can’t afford to let you fall in love with me" Maria waved her hand across his face.

"Why the hell did you punch me? Do you have a death wish?"

"You told me to punch you if you ever propose to me since you hate me so much and will never fall in love with me" Maria crossed her arms, reminding him.

"So you heard that..."

"...."

"...."

Eduardo just stared at the two as they bickered like old lovers. They were so comfortable with themselves, and he was relieved that this marriage would go through this time.

But he felt something uncomfortable in his chest. He had the urge to push Maria off the building. He wanted to take her away from Marcello.

He had only seen Marcello laugh whenever he was with him, but now, someone else can make him laugh. He grabbed his chest and diverted his gaze elsewhere.

’Is this... jealousy?’

He looked back at Marcello and walked away. Marcello was so engrossed in what they were saying that he didn’t even notice when Eduardo was gone.

He slowly closed the door, hoping Marcello would look at him and order him to stand behind him, but no, he didn’t look at her.

Instead, he saw Maria grinning at him through the slightly open door. She even waved at him with her fingers.

"Fuck!" He muttered under his breath and then slammed the door shut. He stood by the door for a few seconds.

’What the hell am I doing? I need to clear my head’

He walked out of the restaurant. He saw a cosy café opposite the building and went there instead.

Immediately he entered, a lot of eyes fell on him. Girls started murmuring when they saw him.

"Who the hell is he?"

"He’s so handsome. See those chests of his, I bet a hundred euro that they are hard, just the way I like it"

"I wonder if he’s good in bed. Should we ask him out?"

Eduardo stood in front of the counter, staring at the menu board behind the cashier.

"Uh..." He said and the ladies squealed again. They were excited to hear his voice. Eduardo didn’t even want to look their way. He wished he had worn a sunglass, but that would still attract more attention.

"A cup of cappuccino and a slice of strawberry cake"

"Sure. Please, have a seat, I’ll bring it to your table"

"Thank you", he smiled, showing his cute dimples and the ladies squealed even louder.

As soon as he found somewhere to sit, a few ladies approached his table.

"Hey handsome"

"Are you bored?"

"Are you alone?"

"You look so fine as hell"

Eduardo shut his eyes, pressing his lips together.

’Is hell fine?’

He doesn’t know how to deal with girls. Even in his past life as Carlo, he hardly spent time at home. He was always busy with work and travelling and also, Marcello.

The only girl he ever paid attention to was his younger sister, and even then, he barely knew what she liked. He would just buy her gifts and if she posted about them on social media, he’d assume she was happy.

’My brother got this dress for me. How cute!’

He missed his sister. He wished he had one; maybe he’d learn how to take care of her. But, he’s in the body of a slave.

"Sir... Your cappuccino and cake is here" the cashier said, placing them in front of him. Eduardo started at the cake. It was more than a slice.

"Don’t worry, it’s on the house. Enjoy" She winked at him and ran off.

"You seem to like cappuccino a lot. I love men that love cake"

"You haven’t said a word to us yet, handsome. Are you married? I don’t see a ring"

Eduardo looked at them and smiled. They stopped asking questions and just squealed in excitement again.

"He’s so handsome"

Eduardo secretly rolled his eyes, hoping someone would come and save him.

’Dealing with ladies is more difficult than dealing with Marcello’

One of them touched him and he flinched as she got closer to him.

"Are you alone tonight?" She asked, biting her lower lips seductively. Eduardo didn’t know what to say. But he just wanted to push her away from his grip.

"No. He’s with me"

Someone spoke. He slowly raised his head and saw him. His eyes widened in shock.

"L... Luca?"