It's finally three days until the ceremony. The mansion has been bustling with different activities. Eduardo had to join the other guards in carrying the heavy stuff since that's what his body was made for.
He didn't want to remain holed up in the room so a new rumour wouldn't start about him. He was being stared at by Marcello's men and even the new ones that had recently joined from the Gatti's house.
"Hey! Who the hell is that?"
"He's hot, right?"
*Nods*
"Keep your eyes off him. He belongs to the young master. He looks so handsome, and everyone wants a taste of him, but no one can," he concluded.
Eduardo shut his eyes, pressing his lips into a thin line. He could hear them loud and clear. He was finally done moving the last box.
He wiped the sweat building on his forehead with the back of his palm.
One of the guards from the Gatti's approached him.
