The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis Chapter 187: Planning For The Vacation!

The next morning, Marcello woke up to the sound of his ringing tone. He grunted as he sprung up from the bed, his head was banging.

"Fuck! How much did I drink last night?" He asked himself. Turning to the other side of the bed, he saw a naked Maria lying on the side. He blinked repeatedly, confused.

"Did I..." He asked himself but, realised his phone was still ringing. Slipping out of the bed, he grabbed the phone and answered it imdiately after seeing the caller ID.

"Hey, Eddy!" He spoke, then cleared his voice.

"Seems like I called at the wrong ti. Busy?" He asked.

"Uh..." Marcello looked at Maria on the bed and smirked. "I’m not busy at all. I just woke up,"

"Such a lazy Mafia Lord..." Eddy said and Marcello laughed.

He adjusted himself, sitting naked by the bedside.

"What about you?"

"Just finishing my piling task as soon as possible so I’ll rush down to Italy to et one lazy Mafia Lord," he said and Marcello’s face brightened up.

"You’re coming?"

"Yeah, soon. You’ve gotten rid of the thorn on your side, right? I saw the news. Congratulations," Eddy said and Marcello laughed again.

"You’re the only one congratulating for killing my father, Eddy."

"I’m different, that’s why," he said and Marcello kept laughing at the other side of the phone.

"I’ll be in Italy tomorrow. I’ve made arrangents for the vacation house this ti. All you need is to drive there, alone,"

"As you wish, babe. I’ll be there," Marcello said.

"See you then," Eduardo said and disconnected the call. He placed the phone on the table, letting out a sigh. He woke up early when he found out what he did to Maya.

"It’s not my fault she said she wanted babies... Ugh!" He ran his fingers through his hair, feeling guilty for what he did, even though he had her permission already.

He didn’t know if he felt strange because it was his first ti sleeping with a woman.

’Did I use too much strength on her yesterday? What if she’s hurt? Oh fuck!’

He thought to himself, unable to focus on his work. The door opened and soone walked in.

He raised his head, thinking it was Luca, but it was her.

Maya.

"You’re here..." He spoke.

"Huh? Were you expecting soone else?" she asked, rolling the tray into the office.

"No. Not at all," he replied.

"You’ve been working ever since you woke up. You should take a break and eat breakfast,"

"Yes, sure. Let’s do that," he obeyed her and ate silently.

The office was silent. While he was busy eating, her gaze was fixed on him.

"Are you hurt?" He asked.

She raised her eyebrows, wondering what he was talking about.

"Hurt?"

"You’re... down there. God, don’t make ask," he turned his head away shyly. Maya burst into laughter.

"You’re so innocent," she wheezed.

"It’s so cute that you’re worried about . You’re Indeed brutal last night but, I like it," she blushed.

"I won’t be rough next ti," he said.

"At least, there’s going to be a next ti," she said, smiling.

She stood up and stretched her hands.

"My flight to India is tonight,"

"I’ll be leaving for Italy tomorrow,"

"Then, can I co to Italy once I’ve t my mother?" She asked. He looked away, thinking about it. It wouldn’t be bad if she was there. Marcello can also invite Maria, so Maya won’t be bored.

"It’s not a bad idea. How long would you be staying in India?"

"Two days. I’d rather be away from the house than spend a long ti with my mother," she replied. Eduardo didn’t understand the kind of relationship that was going on in her family, but as long as she was returning, he was satisfied.

"I’ll text you the address of the vacation house. You can’t tell anyone about it, except the cab driver,"

"Understood sir. I’ll be leaving to pack up,"

Like that, she left the office. He was done with his breakfast. The maid ca to clear the table. Luca entered after, announcing that his flight to Italy had been booked.

"If you don’t wish to co with to Italy, you could stay back here,"

"No. I’d rather co with you. David is supposed to have been picking your bodyguards, but he’s nowhere to be found. A report ca in that he had been leaving the manor while on duty,"

"He has his private matters to handle. Let him do whatever he wants. As long as he’s not slacking off," Eduardo replied, trying to concentrate on his job.

"Can I also handle my private..."

"No!" Eduardo interrupted Luca before he could complete his words. He pouted his lips before leaving the office.

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Marcello, on the other hand, felt he had done a bad thing to Maria. He couldn’t rember anything that happened, no matter how hard he tried. He had taken a shower and stood naked in the bathroom.

"Do I just apologise?" He wondered.

After grabbing a towel, he walked out of the room and saw Maria seated on the bed, naked.

"You’re awake," he said.

"Did I sleep too much?" She asked.

"I’m not complaining," he said.

She sprung up, staring at the stained bed.

They were both quiet.

"I must have gone rough on you last night. I’ll take responsibility," he said.

*Pfftt*

She laughed.

"Responsibility? I’m your wife, Marcello. Of course, I’m your responsibility," she said.

He ran his fingers through his hair.

"Of course, you’re my wife. You should go take a shower. I’ll take care of the bed," he said. She walked naked to the bathroom door and paused to look back. She saw him pulling the bedsheets from the bed. He still looked worried about her. She blushed and rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

She then leaned against the door, as her cheek burnt red.

"He finally took it... My first ti," she was so excited.

"Ugh... But he’s too big." She complained, still blushing hard.

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In Russia, when it was in the evening, Eduardo personally drove Maya to the airport and helped her with her luggage.

"My regards to your mother and grandma. I’ll visit them personally next ti,"

"I’ll let them know. Also, I can’t wait to et your lover. Marcello Diabolo, huh?" She asked and he nodded his head, not denying it.

"Is he married?" She asked.

Eduardo stroked his jaw. He tried to rember Maria’s full na.

"He’s married to Maria Gatti. You probably don’t know her very..."

"Wait, Maria Gatti? The famous mafia princess of Italy?" She asked and Eduardo nodded his head. He didn’t know if Maria was famous, but he was relieved that Maya knew her.

’They may be good friends...’

"I can’t believe that bitch got married!" She said.

He froze.

’Maybe they aren’t friends. They’d better not fight and ruin the vacation house,’ he prayed.

"You know her?"

"Know her? We once fought together,"

"Fought together?" Eduardo asked, getting worried about the vacation already.

"Yeah, I was sent to kill her," he said and Eduardo felt his frozen self crumbling. An assassin and the forr target are going to et later.

"Anyway, I better not miss my flight. I’ll try not to kill her once we et," she smiled, wrapping her hands around him. He waved, watching her enter the house.

She disappeared into the crowd and he drove ho. It was going to be his turn to leave the country tomorrow.

Not only was he going to spend so ti with Marcello tomorrow, but he was also going to tell him that he was Carlo. He didn’t want him to feel guilty also after he killed his father.

Reaching the manor, he found David outside. He alighted from the car, walking towards him. Examining David’s condition, he noticed he was sweating and weak.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"I’m fine, Master." He said and lowered his head. "I apologise for slacking off. I’ve been... Sick"

"If you’re sick, you should take a short leave. I’ll ask Luca to pick the n to escort tomorrow,"

"No! I’m fine. I’m... going to get better by tomorrow. Please, let co with you,"

He said. He was desperate.

"Sure. You could take a short break over there. Your health is important, David," Eduardo tapped his shoulder and walked in. David followed him behind.

"I’m sorry, Master. I’m really sorry," he said.

Eduardo just faked a smile and waved at him. While he walked upstairs, he kept apologising as if he was chanting the word over and over again. Eduardo just shook his head, ignoring him. He reached upstairs and started preparing.

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David was still standing by the entrance, panting repeatedly. He lost balance from his trembling legs and fell on the floor. His phone dinged in his pocket and he imdiately took it out.

-Don’t forget our deal tomorrow. Make sure you text the address, David. Or your videos will be outside.

He tightened his grip around the phone as he gritted his teeth.

"Fuck! How could that bastard... Ugh!" He grumbled and started mumbling again.

"I’m sorry, Master. I’m really sorry..."