The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 96: Look At Me, Marcello!

Chapter 96: Look At Me, Marcello!

Marcello, still looking around for Eduardo approached one of his men. With a dead glare, he asked the guard about Eduardo’s whereabouts.

After answering, Marcello rushed down to the basement hall where Eduardo was said to be. Without knocking, he barged into the room and saw Eduardo asleep with his hands curled around the pillow.

He slowly walked in, closing the door behind him. A sigh of relief escaped from his lips. He sighted his phone close to the pillow and reached for it. There was no message from anyone.

"That fucking red..." He held himself back so he wouldn’t wake Eduardo up. There was still a chance Luca could find another means to send that recording to Eduardo, so he slipped the phone into his pocket.

Eduardo slowly turned to the other side of the bed and opened his eyes. He saw Marcello and sat up.

"Young master..." He mumbled. Marcello wrapped his hand around him and touched his head. Eduardo furrowed his eyebrows.

"Why are you treating me like a child?" He asked, pushing Marcello away from his body.

"I thought you cried. I couldn’t protect you from that crybaby, and you got sent out of the room," he said.

Eduardo ran his fingers into his hair. He was indeed a bit angry, but he couldn’t be able to be angry for too long. Besides, when he was in Russia, he lived in a room similar to this. No, this one was better.

"I’m fine. I didn’t cry" he replied. Marcello smiled and sat close to him.

"I’ll move you to my room. Good, right?"

"I think staying here is better" Eduardo replied, not liking the sound of that. If something like that happened, he couldn’t tell what Maria was going to do to him. She already considered everything as a competition.

He couldn’t bring himself to even complain about his clothes.

"Hold on! Since you’re my toy, shouldn’t you stay close to me? If you’re worried about Maria, don’t. It’s part of the deal she signed with me. She doesn’t have any say in our relationship"

"But..."

"No buts. Move in after dinner. I’ll make sure to move all of your clothes and stuff into my room. So make sure you come then" he spoke calmly as he stood up. He took one last glance at Eduardo and kissed his eyes.

"I’ll be waiting," he said and left.

Eduardo’s ear flushed red as he covered his face shyly with one hand. He grumbled as he slid the hand to his mouth, showing his red cheeks.

’That brat! Does he have to... kiss me?’

He fell back on the bed, holding the pillow. He thought about the words Marcello said to him and smiled.

"He has changed" he grumbled.

...

When it was evening, Maria had dinner with Marcello since his father was still in the manor. They had to discuss the ceremony happening in less than two weeks. The day also fell on Marcello’s birthday. It had to be grand.

Nikolai was also at the dining table, picking on his food. He couldn’t join the discussion since he had nothing to say, but he listened to every word.

"Nicky?" His uncle called. He raised his head and answered.

"Yes, uncle" he wore a fake polite smile on his face.

"Feel free to invite whoever you wish to. It’s going to be a huge celebration" he said. Nikolai smiled broadly as he nodded his head.

"Yes, uncle", he replied. He was a bit relieved that he was given permission to bring anyone he wanted.

He couldn’t wait to see his friend again.

"Then, I’ll invite my friends also. It’s going to be my husband’s party, after all," She touched her cheek with a huge grin on her face.

"That’s a great idea, Maria"

The discussion continued and everyone kept talking about the arrangements for the ceremony.

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After dinner, Maria walked upstairs with Marcello. She froze when she saw her door open, and Marcello’s men were walking out with all of Eduardo’s clothes. She rushed to the door and looked inside.

"What are your men doing?"

"Huh? What does it look like?" He asked, standing in front of his door.

Maria clenched her fist tight as she gritted her teeth. They were taking all of Eduardo’s clothes. She liked them. They were all fashionable and expensive.

’How did that slave manage to get those expensive clothes for himself? It must be Marcello!’

"If you are jealous of his clothes, feel free to buy yours. After all, I’m your husband. I’ll pay for everything" he grinned and grabbed the door handle. "But... Don’t covet what belongs to my Eddy. Remember our contract, Maria," he warned and entered his room.

She stomped into the mistress’ room and looked at the empty closet. She clenched her fist tight as her nails dug into her palm till she started to bleed.

Of course, she agreed to Marcello’s condition, not because she wanted to. She thought she would be able to get Marcello to love her and regret not dating her while they were in high school. The feeling she had for him, was still there. She had thought it had vanished, but after seeing Marcello in person, she wanted him so badly.

But, the way Marcello looked at her was still the same way he did while they were in high school. When he looked at Eduardo, he just wanted to be alone with him till the end of the world. Marcello will never look at her like that till Eduardo is out of the picture.

’I should better look into that bastard. I’m sure he approached Marcello for a reason. All of Marcello’s guards and even his secretary have something with him. If I find proof, I’m sure Marcello will throw him out of the house’

She smiled as she stared at her bleeding palm.

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Meanwhile, Eduardo knocked softly on Marcello’s door. As if he had been waiting for his arrival, the door was wide open, and Marcello, who was wearing a robe, stood there.

"You’re late. I thought you weren’t going to come"

"I’m not here to stay with you. I can’t find my phone" he said.

"Really? Let’s look for it together on my bed" Marcello winked.

"Are you with it?" Eduardo asked, averting his gaze from Marcello.

"Why don’t you come in and see for yourself" he pulled Eduardo into the room and slammed the door close.

Someone hiding behind a pillar watched everything. He adjusted his molecule and muttered a few words.