The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis-Chapter 189: Full House Vacation!

The morning air was quiet, almost serene. The vacation house really was the best place to spend the night. There was no noise from the main street or any car rumbling past the estate street.

Eduardo sat up slowly, stretching his limbs as the rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting warm beams on the floor. His eyes lingered on Marcello, who was still sound asleep beside him, tangled in the sheets. His breathing was steady, peaceful.

Eduardo’s lips twitched into a soft smile before his expression darkened as his mind wandered to the reason he came here.

He still hadn’t found the right moment to tell Marcello the truth. The truth about who he really was. The truth about Carlo. His fingers brushed over his own lips, remembering the kiss from last night, their bodies entwined with a hunger that had burned through the tension of their reunion.

He already told Marcello that they could wait till whenever next time, but they were too horny to wait.

But the truth, that sharp, painful truth, would have to wait.

He had to find the right time, the right way. Not like this, not in a moment of passion. He just wasn’t ready to see Marcello’s face change, to see the shock and disbelief in his eyes. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe never.

But for now, it was just him and Marcello. The truth could stay hidden a little longer.

’Ugh! I hate myself!’

He thought to himself, sliding his fingers into his hair.

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By the time they made it downstairs for breakfast, the house was alive with the scent of fresh coffee and warm croissants. The morning was slow, unhurried. Eduardo moved around the kitchen, pouring himself a cup, taking in the quiet, peaceful surroundings.

Marcello eventually joined him, his hair still a little wrinkled, his body wrapped in nothing but a pair of boxer shorts. He gave Eduardo a grin that spoke volumes, his eyes full of mischief.

"So, I was thinking," Marcello said, breaking the comfortable silence. "Maria is coming by tonight. She’ll be joining us later for the fun, you know, to relax and maybe her some time to herself."

Eduardo glanced at him, surprised. "Maria?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "That’s not... bad. I thought she wouldn’t come at all,"

Marcello shrugged casually as he opened the fridge. "Plans changed. She’s free tonight. Why not? We could use some female company."

Eduardo smirked. "Yeah, sure. She’s free to come. Text her the address."

Marcello paused, locking eyes with him. "And I’m assuming you’ve already made plans with your woman?"

Eduardo paused for a second, but then his expression softened. "Maya’s coming either tonight or tomorrow. She had somewhere to be before coming here,"

Marcello chuckled, clearly enjoying the tease. "Then, it’s going to be a full vacation house. Not bad!"

But there was something in Marcello’s gaze that told Eduardo the opposite. Eduardo could tell it was just part of Marcello’s charm, but he didn’t mind. Even if he was a bit different from how he used to be when he was Carlo, he liked the current Marcello. If he had gotten his revenge early and finished him off, he wouldn’t have been able to meet this version of him.

It had been a long time since he had been able to relax like this.

They spent the morning lounging around, talking, laughing. When the clock struck noon, they headed out onto the veranda, the afternoon sun casting a golden hue across the valley. The air was still cool enough to be comfortable, and Eduardo found himself enjoying the rare quiet.

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The rest of the day passed slowly, and as the afternoon slipped into evening, Eduardo and Marcello became wrapped up in each other again. It was just what Eduardo needed... a distraction, a break from thinking to let him know about that thing that had been disturbing him.

Marcello was a constant pull, a magnetic force that had Eduardo captivated. The way Marcello’s hands roamed over his body, the way his lips kissed every inch of his skin

The bed had become their battleground, their sanctuary.

Eduardo’s hand stroked Marcello’s foreskin while listening to his moan like pleasant music. Marcello found his way to touch Eduardo, too, with his trembling hands as he kept moaning loudly and biting his lower lip.

"How I wish time could stop like this," Eduardo whispered.

"Yeah, me too" Marcello replied, pressing his lips against his. "I love you so much, Eddy,"

"I know. But I think I might love you a bit deeper than that," Eduardo said. Marcello coughed out a laugh before wrapping his tattooed hand around him. Eduardo let out muffled moans as he broke the kiss, allowing whatever Marcello was doing to him down there to take over.

He grabbed Marcello’s tattooed hand and his warm lips pressed against his palm.

"I should get another tattoo... Of your name or face," he paused and threw his head back, moaning. "It’ll probably be on my chest so everyone will know I have only you in my heart,"

"Aren’t you a bit possessive?" Eduardo asked.

"Yes, I am... Only for you," he grinned, slipping his hand from Eduardo and thrusting two fingers into Eddy’s mouth. His fingers roamed Eduardo’s mouth, pressing his tongue and he slipped his fingers out before positioning himself to thrust the same fingers into his hole.

Eduardo took off his shirt, also preparing himself for the next phase.

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Meanwhile, as the night grew darker, David felt a sense of unease settling in the pit of his stomach. His thoughts strayed back to the message he had sent to Fabio earlier, the location of the vacation house carefully detailed. Fabio would eventually find this place even without him sending it to him. He always did. No matter how hard Eduardo tried to hide, he would always find Eduardo.

He knew that he had been acting off since he returned that night. But, he was trying not to be obvious since he didn’t know what David was planning. He has something that Fabio was holding. A video of him... with a bunch of men.

Anytime he remembered that he would run to the bathroom and throw up, washing his hands and face. He felt so disgusted and annoyed.

He, for once, regretted not taking videos and photos of Fabio while at the bar. He wished he had left him there for him to be ravaged by those horny men, he wouldn’t be this annoyed.

Since David had taken his position, he sent men to kidnap David from the street, take him to a disclosed location, rip off his clothes and make men just position themselves around him, like he was having an orgy party.

They didn’t penetrate him or do anything wild to him. All Fabio wanted was a picture of that smutty scene... He wanted to use it to make David work for him.

And he had started using it. He knew that Eduardo was going on a vacation and he asked for the address. The men David picked all belonged to Fabio. Shadow guards. No one has ever seen their faces. They were more like assassins, ready to do anything to do their jobs.

He sighed heavily, lifting his head to glance at the ceiling.

"This better not be what I’m thinking,"

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Later that night, just as Eduardo was about to slip into bed with Marcello once more, he paused at the sound of a motorcycle engine approaching. Marcello’s lips curved into a smile as he heard the familiar hum of his bike pulling up outside.

It was Maria.

Eduardo arched his brows.

"Don’t tell me your wife came in a bike,"

"Uhm... Yay?" Marcello grinned, not knowing what to reply with.

Eduardo left Marcello on the bed and started dressing. Their moment together had expired. They both slipped out to the front door just as the black motorcycle rolled up. Maria, with her long legs and black hair, swung off the bike and gave her husband a playful grin.

"Hope I’m not ruining the private party," she said, her voice teasing. She rushed to wrap her arms around Marcello. Eduardo furrowed his eyebrows, seeing a car behind the motorcycle.

"Weren’t you supposed to come alone?" Eduardo replied, his smile wide. He nodded his head to the car behind her bike.

Maria and Marcello exchanged a brief look before Maria cleared her throat. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"They were worried about my safety, so they came with me," she shrugged. Eduardo let out a groan as he facepalmed. The door opened, and Nikolai stepped out with a bottle of wine while his partner, Alessandro, was holding a box of doughnuts.

"Uh..." He didn’t know what to say.

"Time to start the partyyyyy," Nikolai yelled, barging into the house.

Luca peeked through the window when he heard about the party. He has been locked in his room, forced to hear Marcello and Eduardo moan all day and night... He needed something to drain that moan from his head and maybe so he won’t jack off that night.

Eduardo watched Nikolai enter the house, screaming at the top of his voice to a song lyrics. Luca joined him and like that, they became buddies. Alessandro looked like he was dragged by Nikolai.

"I’m really sorry..." Marcello whispered.

"There goes my quiet vacation," Eduardo shook his head, holding back his tears.