The room was quiet as Marcello heard Mr Rossi's response. He never expected that they would reject his request. He folded his lips into a thin line and nodded his head. His aim isn't to cause any trouble since he's not in Italy.
He would have killed them and forcefully take the papers but, he doesn't want to do something that he might regret later. This was where Eduardo grew up, he might have some memories here, so he doesn't want to destroy everything...well, not yet.
"Why is it so? Why are you refusing to hand over Eduardo's slave papers?" He asked and looked over at where Nadia stood. She didn't even make an attempt to get closer to Marcello or even make any eye contact with him. But this time, their eyes met and she shook in fear and immediately buried her face into the wall. "Or are you keeping him here because of your daughter's obsession with him?" He added.
"I think you're the one more obsessed. We heard what you did with him. So, why should we hand him over? It'll be more appropriate if you return him back to us, prince" Luca frowned as Marcello mentioned his sister's obsession with Eduardo. He never imagined that Marcello knew about it already. He had warned her not to show her feelings for a slave in front of anyone. She would get mocked at but Nadia wasn't the kind of person who listens.
"This discussion won't end in your favour, prince Marcello. We ask that you leave" Mr Rossi pointed at the door.
Marcello nodded his head one more time and looked at every one of their faces. With a smile on his face, he spoke...
"We'll meet again and then, I would forcefully take back his papers. Then, I'll see if you'll dare stop me like you did today" he threatened and walked away.
As soon as Marcello left the house, Nadia rushed to meet Luca.
"You shouldn't have spoken to him like that. What if he comes back to kill us? He's a monster that can pull out a gun from nowhere and shoot us" She grabbed her brother's shirt. He tutted his teeth like he didn't care about what his sister was saying.
All he was thinking about was how to get Eduardo back. Marcello was keen on having Eduardo to himself but, the time given to them by the main madam, to bring Eduardo back has long elapsed.
"Just how do we bring that brat back here?" Mr Rossi asked, rubbing his chin. He had a lot of things in his mind. If he doesn't bring back Eduardo, he might end up dead. If he brings back Eduardo, he might still end up dead. Both choices are not in his favour at all. It wasn't just him that would be dead, his wife and children.
"This is the probably the best time to get him back. If we manage to keep that good for nothing prince here in Russia, he won't have time to keep an eye on what's happening in Italy" Luca grabbed the glass of water from the table, with his trembling hand. He was still feeling scared even after Marcello had left. He doesn't know where the morale to speak to him came from but he knew it wasn't normal. The person that was seated in front of him wasn't a normal person. He looked almost like a devil.... The air around him was so heavy, making those around him uncomfortable and also, makes it difficult to breath.
Rumours claimed it's because of the number of people he has killed with his hands. He's a killing machine and he doesn't care about anyone whenever it's time to kill.
"That's a good idea, son! I'll leave it to you to get him back. I'll keep Marcello here" his father praised his, tapping his shoulder. Luca lips twitched into a smile, hoping everything would go smoothly. Nadia squinted her eyes, getting jealous already.
"What do I do? I want to help" she asked.
"Just stay in your room and don't do anything. This isn't something you can handle" Luca ruffled her hair and started preparing to go to Italy.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of Russia. In that same gigantic manor, where the woman with blonde hair and familiar blue eyes resided. She was with her son, in the living room when the butler brought in a brown envelope.
The middle aged man with glasses and black suit walked into the living room that was decorated with expensive artwork and artifacts, some part of the house was made with real gold and also famished with expensive vase and furnitures.
"This came from Italy a few seconds ago. it was asked to be treated as urgent and to be directly given to the master" The butler handed the envelope to the lady.
"You may leave. I'll take care of it" she waved his hands and he bowed his head before walking away.
Her son, Fabio, who is known to be the mafia prince of Russia due to the amount of power held by his father and mother. He was super popular and also, handsome among the people. He's the kindest being ever, also known for his calm nature and perfect lifestyle. He could be referred to as an angel, who descended from heaven because of how pure he seemed.
There have been rumours about the head of the family dying soon and Fabio, becoming the next head of the family.
His mother swiftly opened the envelope and pulled out the letter written in it. It's from lady Lucia. She read the letter and a weird smile appeared on her face.
"Mother, what is written in that letter that's making you smile?" Fabio queried, taking his eyes off his phone screen.
"It's nothing you should concern yourself with, my dear. You should get ready and attend today's event. Your partner would be arriving very soon. Make sure you have lots of fun" she smiled at her son, not hoping to reveal the content of the letter.
She stood up and held onto the piece of paper.
"See you later, Fabio"
Immediately, she rushed up the stairs and Fabio sat there, watching his mother till she disappeared into thin air.
'She's definitely hiding something and she never tells me what it is. This time, I must find out what is it, myself'
He thought to himself, still staring at the staircase. He grabbed his phone tightly and there was a little crack on the screen.