The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis Chapter 36: Unexpected Crisis!

After a short drive, Marcello arrived at the manor. He hurriedly alighted from the car and noticed sothing was wrong. The manor that was always bustling with activities was unusually silent. It was noon and the sun was high up in the sky. His n were supposed to be in the training ground, sweating profusely, panting and hitting each other till one person was left.

But they were nowhere to be found.

"Careful, young master. Let go in first. Please, go back into the car" Viktor stepped forward and was suddenly holding a black dagger, professionally.

Marcello wondered where the dagger ca from. It was huge enough to fit in his pocket.

"Don’t treat like a child, Viktor. We’ll go in together" He said.

Just before he took a step forward, Mario rushed out of the house with his shirt soaked in blood.

Marcello furrowed his eyebrows till Mario stood before him, panting.

"Are you alright?" He asked, his voice laced with concern.

"Oh, it’s not mine, boss. Sothing bad happened!"

"Sothing bad?" Viktor chid in.

"Did Eduardo run away?" Marcello questioned and Mario shook his head.

"That would be better. One of the n stole so important docunts from the office and ran off!"

"What? How did that happen? Where are the others?" Marcello’s anger flared.

"So of them went after him while a lot of them were hurt. He managed to get the guns in your office and shot them as he escaped" he explained.

"Fuck! We are going after them imdiately. Get the car ready, Viktor!" Marcello turned back to enter the car. Mario clasped his hands together as his voice trailed off.

"Please, co back with Eduardo," he said. Marcello froze and turned back to Mario. He grabbed Mario by the collar.

"Tell Eduardo didn’t go with them. He didn’t, right?!"

"He was the first person to leave the house. He ran after him imdiately he shot the n"

"Fuck! Let’s go!" Marcello yelled and rushed into the car with Viktor. He grabbed his phone, trying to call Eduardo and suddenly realised that he didn’t have a phone.

"Drive faster. Call the others and let us know where they are. If anything happens to Eduardo, I’ll kill all of them" He snapped. Viktor was on the phone, trying to call the others and they weren’t answering the call.

’I hope he dies wherever he is. Maybe, fate doesn’t want them to be together’

He thought to himself.

"None of them are answering the call, young master. I’m afraid we have no idea where they’ve gone"

"Keep trying!!! One of them must answer the call!" Marcello ordered. He was trying to calm down in the backseat of the car. His eyes were stuck outside the car, not knowing where they were driving.

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anwhile, Eduardo arrived at the location. He wasn’t familiar with where he was but he knew that he was no longer in the city. They were on the outskirts of the city, in a small town, close to a river. Eduardo was sure the traitor had more people with him and they were planning on escaping by sea.

"I’m sure he ca here. That’s the bike he used" Eduardo thought to himself, stretching his hands. He hasn’t driven a car in a long ti, yet he rode one just to chase soone. He looked around one more ti. The area was filled with old buildings, bars, and ugly-looking n who also seed dangerous. They all stared at Eduardo as he walked towards the traitor’s bike. His clothes were different, so it took them just a second to know he was not one of them.

’Is he the son of a wealthy man?’

’Look at his car. I’m sure it costs billions. Let’s kidnap him and threaten his family’

’Yes. Let’s do that. We’ll wait for a perfect chance to strike him down’

They were mumbling.

Unknown to Eduardo, he didn’t know what was coming for him. The bike was parked in front of an old-looking hotel. He sneaked in and walked towards the receptionist, who was playing video gas on his phone.

"Hello! Which room did that guy just go to now?"

"Are you one of them?" The receptionist asked, not taking his eyes off his ga.

"Yes," Eduardo lied, without hesitation.

"Room 10! Hurry, they are leaving soon" he said.

Eduardo rushed upstairs and started looking for room 10. Eduardo found the room and slowly approached it. He could hear voices coming from inside. Not one, not two, but many of them.

’Just how many are they? What kind of docunts did they steal from Marcello? Why am I even helping him? Fuck! Since I’m here, let’s just find out!’

Eduardo stood in front of the door and forcefully kicked it open. The door broke and all the n were alerted by his sudden appearance. Eduardo’s eyes scanned the eerily dim hotel room. It was almost dark, making it difficult for him to see his surroundings. He suddenly gets reminded that it is an old hotel building.

The n all stood frozen for a mont, caught off-guard by Eduardo’s sudden appearance. Then, as if a switch had been flicked, the room erupted into chaos.

"You fuckboy! You followed here! Do you have a death wish?" The traitor yelled. Eduardo saw him with the docunt that he had stolen. He held them in his hands, preparing to shove them into a bag.

"It was you, right? You shot those n and escaped. You betrayed Marcello" Eduardo spoke with an indifferent face.

The traitor burst into laughter. He looked at the other n in the room and dropped the docunt and the bag on the bed.

"Go on! Catch him imdiately! He ca here alone. We’ll kill him or... Maybe have fun with him before we escape. That’s his job, after all, to accept dicks!" The traitor grinned. The other n rubbed their palms together, licking their lips. They started moving closer to Eduardo, ready to attack.

One of the n lunged forward, throwing a punch toward Eduardo’s face. But he was quicker, sidestepping the attack with a fluid movent and slamming his fist into the man’s gut.

They were all shocked, including the traitor. He took a step back, with his eyes widened and his heart beating rapidly. He never expected Eduardo to be strong enough to protect himself or attack another man brutally. He thought Eduardo was just a slut who wanted to be close to Marcello.

"Stop him! You must kill him imdiately!" He changed his order, making other n lunge towards Marcello with force.