Nikolai slowly turned his head to see how nervous Alessandro was. He was sweating and secretly praying that Marcello wouldn't figure out his identity.
"Are you... Dating my cousin?" He asked.
A sense of relief washed over him. He was relieved that his identity wasn't exposed. Marcello wasn't in his right mind when he came to rescue Viktor that night, so he didn't even bother to look at his face. However, Eduardo was smart enough to recognise him just by his eyes.
'Me? Dating this childish guy? If I deny that, he'll get suspicious of my identity. What a problem. Should I have left after giving him that information?'
Alessandro pondered. He felt someone's heavy hand over his shoulder and flinched. It was Nikolai.
"Of course, he's mine. Cute, isn't he?" Nikolai smirked, rubbing his chin.
"What do you even see in him?" He asked.
"Are you kidding? He's handsome and flexible... Have you seen him in bed..."
