The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis Chapter 58: Make Him Forget Carlo!

Marcello heard his na and his eyes widened in shock. It wasn’t because he heard his na but because only a few people called him that.

Marcy.

His cousin, his father and also, Carlo.

"Carlo?" He mumbled when he heard the na and diverted his gaze to where the voice ca from.

He saw Eduardo, standing on the other side of the balcony. He stared at his cigarette and dropped it.

’Am I hallucinating? There’s no way Carlo would be here. He’s fucking dead!’

He exhaled deeply and stared at Eduardo who was standing on the other side.

"Aren’t you going to the event anymore? It’s almost ti"

"No. You can leave with Nicky" Marcello waved his hand.

"What?" Eduardo raised an eyebrow. Marcello wasn’t going to the event and he even told him to go with his cousin.

"If you aren’t going, there’s no need for to leave. Who’s going to protect you if I’m not here?"

"Protect ? I have a lot of guards and I’m strong enough to protect myself. I don’t need a re slave like you to protect . So, go with Nikolai. It’s an order" he said mockingly and turned around to leave. Before he entered, he paused and added a few words.

"And yes, tell Mario to take the food away, I’m not starving. No one should approach my room at all" he concluded and walked away.

Eduardo didn’t even bother to stop him since he didn’t show any sign of stopping. He slamd the balcony door closed and dragged the curtains.

’Now, he’s acting like a child. It’s almost 5pm. I guess I’ll leave with... Nikolai’

Eduardo left the room and relayed Marcello’s orders to Mario. Mario walked away from there with sadness on his face. He was worried about Marcello but since he has given his order, no one can disobey him.

After a few seconds, Nikolai was out of his room, wearing a stylish white suit. He wore it without any shirt, exposing his chest. Though, it wasn’t bare. His gold necklace was around his neck.

"I heard you’re coming with , Eddy. It’s going to be just and you tonight. Shall we?" He asked.

"I hope I don’t get captured with you and this magical dress of yours" Eduardo mumbled as he followed Nikolai to his car. They both entered and as Nikolai fastened his seatbelt, his eyes t with Eduardo’s silent glare. His eyes were fixed on the building as if he left sothing behind.

"Did you forget anything?"

"Nothing at all. Let’s go" Eduardo turned his head away from the building, trying to forget about Marcello.

"Okay, Eddy. Fasten your seatbelt; this is going to be a quick ride" Nikolai pushed the start button, and he drove out of the manor.

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After about thirty minutes, they arrived at the hotel where the event was being held. Nikolai was a bit excited to attend the event. He has been like that throughout the ride.

"Is your friend going to attend this event? You seem excited"

"Huh? No! He’s in Russia. He can’t co here because of a simple event. I’m just excited to find soone to ram into tonight" he bit his lower lips and winked at Eduardo.

Eduardo threw his face in disgust.

’All the things these Diabolos ever think of is sex!’

He opened the car and stepped out. His eyes scanned the whole area. It was filled with beautiful and expensive cars. People wearing expensive clothes walk elegantly into the building with their partners to have their invitations checked. The hefty-looking guards that stood outside the door were there to manhandle anyone without an invitation card.

"Thank goodness we ca with one", Eduardo sighed.

"Huh? One what?" Nikolai asked, finally exiting the car.

"One of those. Invitation card" he said.

There was no response from Nikolai. He was silent as his eyes were fixed on those scary-looking guards. Eduardo moved towards Nikolai and asked again.

"You have an invitation card, don’t you?" He asked.

"Uh... I left it with Marcy and forgot to take it back"

"Let’s go back ho. There’s no way we can enter without one of that" Eduardo pointed out. Nikolai let out a fake laughter.

"Don’t worry, I’m a Diabolo. We are respected anywhere we go" he spoke proudly. Eduardo was aware of that. The Diabolos are always allowed to enter any event without any invitation. However, no one knew Nikolai since he wasn’t even popular. Even if they knew him as a Diabolo, he could be thrown out for faking his identity or pretending to be a Diabolo.

"Co on, sweetheart. Let’s go," he said, and they walked towards those hefty n. Eduardo stepped away from Nikolai as he made his way towards them.

"Card!" The first one stretched his hand towards Nikolai. Nikolai let out a fake laugh and placed his hand over the guard’s hand.

"I’m Nikolai Diabolo. Pleased to et you"

"Another Nikolai Diabolo? Do you know how many people have claid to be Nikolai Diabolo?"

"Oh my, how many people pretended to be ? How crazy. Anyway, I’m the real Nikolai. Can’t you see the tattoo, black hair and black eyes?"

"Those people had the sa thing. If you don’t want to be forced back, step away!" They cracked their knuckles, preparing to attack Nikolai. Eduardo imdiately ca into the scene and pulled Nikolai away from their side.

"That’s enough! Let’s go back ho" Eduardo frowned.

"No! Not yet! I won’t leave here till they recognise " Nikolai stubbornly remained there.

"Hold on! You must be him"

"Ah! Prince Marcello’s slave. Then, that ans, he’s the real Nikolai"

"Forgive us; please co in" They cleared the way for them.

Eduardo was surprised that he was already popular. Nikolai proudly adjusted his suit and walked in, giving them an ’I told you so’ look.

Eduardo was a bit disappointed. He wanted to head back ho and try to speak with Marcello instead, that’s why he suggested that they head back ho. As Nikolai was entering the main hall, he stopped and looked at the sad expression on Eduardo’s face. It’s the sa look he had before they left the house as if he left sothing important at ho.

He walked back to Eduardo and grabbed his shoulder.

"If you don’t want to co here, you can head back ho", he spoke softly.

"Huh? What about you?" He asked.

"? I’ll be fine. Rember, I told you... I’m just looking forward to fucking soone tonight" he smirked.

"Then..."

Nikolai slipped the car key into his hand and tapped Eduardo’s shoulder.

"Go, co on! Go et Marcello and make him forget about Carlo" he said.

"Thank you, Nicky!" A warm smile spread across his face. Nikolai watched him leave without even looking back.

"I’m no match for my brother, am I?" He grumbled.

Soone imdiately walked towards him from behind and tapped his shoulder.

"Hi!"

Nikolai turned and saw him. His eyes widened as if he had fallen in love with the stranger. He has brown hair, and his eyes, though he wore fake contacts, were blue.

’Who is this? He looks just like Carlo’

"Ah! Silly ! I apologise for not introducing myself, I’m... Bruno Leo" he smiled warmly.