The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis

Few hours before Eduardo and Nadia got caught. They had left the estate and took a cab to the airport. Eduardo kept on looking back to make sure no one was following them. No one was indeed following the cab.

"Are you alright, Eduardo? You kept on looking back. Did you forget something important" Nadia queried him, placing a hand on his lap.

Eduardo's lips curved into a weird smile. Sweat buds formed at the corner of his forehead.

"It's fine" he replied.

Finally, they arrived at the airport few minutes later. Nadia ordered the other guards to book them a flight and they were lucky to find empty seats and a plane leaving in two hours. They had to wait.

But, just while they were waiting...

' Announcement! This is an order from the top. Movement into and outside the airport will be on hold till further notice. Do not worry, it's not an attack'

Eduardo heard that announcement that was made in the whole airport. It was loid enough to sink into everyone's ear. While some people panicked, some didn't care, as long as it wasn't an attack. Some didn't even hear the announcement because of the headset over their head. But Eduardo heard it loud and clear. He immediately knew it was Marcello's doing.

"I'd go to the bathroom. I'll be back" he spoke to Nadia, looking for a chance to escape.

"Do not waste a lot of time, Eduardo" Nadia said to him, not finding anything suspicious at all.

Eduardo went to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. His heart was racing rapidly in his chest. He had splashed some water on his face, hoping it would calm him down as he waited for Marcello's arrival.

It wasn't up to ten minutes when four of his men barged into the bathroom.

"Hey look, we found the fuckboy!" They smirked, speaking in Italian. They all laughed...

"Grab him!" One of them ordered.

Eduardo stepped back as they tried to reach him. He used his left leg and kicked the one approaching him on his chest. He flew and slammed his body on the door.

"Fuck! He's strong! Grab him together" he ordered again.

The other two got close to Eduardo, but he flung his arm, striking one on the cheek.

"Stay away from me" Eduardo yelled.

After struggling, they all overpowered him and finally pulled him out of the bathroom. And that's how what happened at the airport in front of everyone finally happened.

Eduardo was dragged to the car, without given any chance to say a proper goodbye to Nadia and the last guard. He felt so guilty and also, relieved that Marcello came on time.

It was what he wanted. For Marcello to catch them and take him back. But, not the kiss in front of everyone. His ear flushes red as his eyes was fixed outside the car. He kept remembering the kiss over and over again. It was so hot, including the smoke.

Marcello's men stood at every corner, protecting him. They were making sure he doesn't run away again.

He sat silently in the car till he heard it open. As he turned his head to look at who it was, the person grabbed his hair roughly.

Again, it was Marcello Diabolo.

"You're making me really really mad right now, Eddy" he growled in his low and menacing voice. His eyes screamed danger, staring low at Eduardo.

"Get your...get your paws off me" Eduardo breath out, trying to take his hands off his hair, but Marcello's grip was just too tight.

Marcello smirked, seeing him struggling. It was almost like a cute sight that made his cheek red as he blushed.

"You're my pet, Eddy. Do you know what it's like to be a pet? You have to do what I say without asking any questions. You'll have to bark if I ask you to. You'll have to turn if I want you to. You'll have to spread your legs if I ask you to, do you understand?" Marcello asked and let go of his hair, roughly throwing his head to the side.

Eduardo winced in pain. He was deep in thoughts, trying to imagine what would happen now that Nadia was out of the picture. Marcello had already signalled the driver and they were heading back to the estate.

The car was silent. Eduardo sat at the corner, not saying any word. Marcello was on the phone explaining to his father why he had to leave urgently.

"I had to catch my stray pet before it gets lost again" he said to his father, staring at Eduardo who wasn't interested in what he was saying.

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After a short drive, they arrived at the estate. Roughly, Marcello dragged Eduardo into the house. They had bumped into one of the butler, it was the head butler.

"Young master, you're back..."

"Yes, thanks to the incompetent men. Punish everyone that allowed my pet leave the house. I want to be able to hear their screams from the room" he said and pulled Eduardo.

"I understand, young master" The butler bowed and frowned slightly, staring at Eduardo.

Ever since Eduardo entered into this house, every of Marcello's plans has been ruined. He's distracted by him.

After all I did to get rid of the first one. There's another one here again.

The butler thought to himself, his eyes still glued on Marcello and Eduardo heading up the stairs.

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Marcello pushed Eduardo to the bed and forcefully chained his right hand again. Eduardo struggled with it, but it was locked already.

"Seems like pets like you deserves to be chained, locked up so they won't escape"

"You'll regret this, I swear" Eduardo gritted his teeth hard, showing how angry he was. But every of his expression didn't affect Marcello or what he chose to do.

"I'd like to see you try. I love when you act like this, Eddy. Trust me when I say I don't want to hurt you but I'll do so if you want me to. We still have a lot of things to do together and we also have a lot of time. I'd like to take things slow" Marcello paused and took off his necktie. He knelt in front of Eduardo and wrapped the tie around his left hand. He then tie it to the other side of the bed.

"I still have a lot of places to explore on your body, Eddy" he started to unbuttoned his shirt. It got too slow that he ripped it off his body, as the buttons flew to every corner of the room.

The bite marks and hickies on Eduardo's body came to view. Marcello ripped the plaster off Eduardo's neck, exposing his red marks.

"I hate you" Eduardo spoke in Russian language. He was aware of the fact that Marcello doesn't know the Russian language well, leaving his face filled with question marks.

"Say it again, it got me hard" Marcello growled, planting a kiss on Eduardo's swollen nipples. He flinched and twisted his toes, just so he won't get any quick reaction like yesterday.

"You're really sensitive, Eduardo. You're just like him" Marcello said.

Eduardo furrowed his eyebrows. It's not the first time he's hearing about that him. He couldn't help but wonder who this 'him' is.

'What exactly is he rumbling on about?'

"You see, you look just like my old friend. But he's quite stubborn and won't let me touch him. I tried to turn him gay, but he refused. But you're different. You became one immediately or maybe.. you're already one" Marcello smirked.

Eduardo had so many questions to ask but he doesn't know how to ask the man that was laying on his body.

He knew that Marcello had no close friend except him, Carlo.

He also remembered that when he was Carlo, he never allowed Marcello touched him no matter how many times he tried.

'It cannot be, right?'

His eyes widened in shock as he raised his head to stare at Marcello. He parted his lips and dared himself to ask the question.

"Who is he? Who is this person you're talking about?"

"My pet is really curious. You know the saying that goes thus, Curiousity kills the cat. You shouldn't know too much, babe" he touched Eduardo's nose. Eduardo turned his face away.

"I'm not a cat. Tell me, who are you talking about?" He asked.

Marcello went silent. He got off Eduardo's body and took out his handkerchief. He wiped his hands with it before tossing it on the floor. He walked towards the window silently and looked outside.

Eduardo was still waiting, hoping for an answer. But Marcello didn't show any sign of answering. He brought out a stick of cigarette and started smoking.

He took a long draw and puffed out the smoke. The thick smoke blocked Marcello's face, making it hard for Eduardo to see him.

Through the smoke, Marcello gave his answer.

"Him? His name is....."