Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 363 Conversations Before the Auction Begins

Upon entering her VIP room, Livia sat down on a sofa in the living area of her room, where up to six people could be comfortably accommodated in a cozy, old-looking, but very nice room.

Some snacks and drinks were lying around, but she ignored them as she smiled and caught Nicolasʼ eye.

”Whatʼs up with you?” He smiled as he sat across from her and picked up some grapes.

”Shelby and I went to the same Royal Academy. We have a history.” Livia said as she remembered her days at the academy, remembering things from more than five years ago.

”Oh? What kind of history? Were you friends by any chance?”

Livia laughed. ”Friends? No, weʼve never been friends. Weʼre more like rivals.”

”Thatʼs...” He stopped eating while Liviaʼs advisor closed his eyes and shook his head negatively.

Livia hated Shelby!

”That little woman thinks sheʼs so beautiful, so intelligent. She was always annoying, saying she didnʼt need a man and would make her own way... Tsk! I hate her attitude.” Livia said as her green eyes sparkled.

”Iʼm going to do everything in my power to get in her way tonight.” She muttered as she looked at her fatherʼs envoy. ”Robert, pay attention to the offers she makes. Iʼll buy all the items she wants!”

The old man had already noticed this problem approaching him and asked. ”Is that really something interesting, lady? Weʼre here for Blister Avens. If we spend more than we should, wonʼt His Grace see a problem?”

Nicolas saw the look on Liviaʼs face and smiled. ”Sir Marshall, donʼt worry, weʼll do as Livia says. Iʼll speak to His Grace myself if necessary. I also have coins with me if necessary.” 

”That...” The old knight of the kingdom hesitated, not knowing what to do.

ʼYoung master Grant... Why are you like this? Why are you supporting the ladyʼs exaggerations?ʼ The old man found himself in a terrible situation, unable to stop Livia from making a fool of herself.

Unfortunately for him, Livia and Nicolas were one of the rare cases of aristocrats engaged by their parents, who had fallen in love as they got to know each other better.

Nicolas loved Livia and would do anything to please her. Even things that would get him into trouble later!

Livia smiled as she listened to her fiancé, biting her lip as she stood up and sat on his lap.

”Nicolas...”

...

Meanwhile, in the Mazzanti familyʼs VIP room...

Vicenteʼs men had mostly stayed by his carriage, while only three people had accompanied him and Layla.

But only he and Layla were in the VIP room they had been given, a room on the third floor of the theater.

When she got there, she looked at him and saw him going up to the balcony area of that room, where there was a good view of the stage where the auction would take place.

She took off her mask and asked. ”Why donʼt you show me your face? We already have an agreement. I could never hurt you just by knowing your true identity.” 

”Why do you want to see my face, Layla? Do you want to know if Iʼm handsome?” Vicente teased as he watched the theaterʼs lower level grow more crowded, still with his back to her.

”I want to talk to you and look into your eyes. I want to know if youʼre the real deal. I want to see if you have what it takes to do the things you promise.” She said as she approached him.

Vicente turned to look at the gray-haired woman. ”The real deal, huh?” He asked in an amused tone. ”All right, Layla. I want to see if you have the same courage to say that looking into my eyes.”

Removing his mask, Vicente showed his face to the woman, causing her eyes to narrow as she realized not only how young this guy was but also felt something familiar about him.

ʼThis Magic Gem Iʼve seen before...ʼ She moved closer to Vicente, concentrating on this unique and wonderful thing.

”Layla, are you going to kiss me or something?” Vicente smiled as he held her arms, making her realize her situation, seeing herself so close to Cesar that it really looked like they were going to kiss.

She tried to take a step back, but Vicente took a step forward until he pinned her against one of the walls of the room.

”What are you doing?” She asked, feeling a bit nervous.

Vicente laughed as Laylaʼs breathing rate increased, and this woman felt nervous.

”I did what you wanted, didnʼt I?” He asked, placing one of his hands on the wall as he looked into the womanʼs gray eyes.

Layla had a super-speed power, which affected her to a lesser extent even when she wasnʼt using her pentagrams. But she wasnʼt able to do something as simple as dodge Cesar now that he surrounded her.

”Are you... Are you really going to save Jasmine? Why havenʼt I heard from you in the last few days?” She asked after she had worked up the courage to do so.

Vicente answered her, still in this position. ”Because I donʼt owe you anything, Layla. You told me to take care of my part and call you when everything was ready, didnʼt you? Iʼm doing what we agreed. Iʼll go in search of Jasmine once the situation is stable and our intelligence on the enemy is properly analyzed.

But we still have problems in the city, and my group is still dealing with information from The Faceless Ones faction.”

”I... Iʼll trust you for now.” She choked as she tried to move away from Vicente.

But just as she was about to move, he moved his other arm, blocking her way.

”What are you doing?” She asked him, her heart pounding loudly in her chest.

”I donʼt like being attacked like this, Layla.” Vicente moved his face closer to hers, coming closer to her ear as he spoke more quietly. ”Youʼre either with me, or youʼre not. If you donʼt trust me, youʼd better go now.”

She clenched her fists and looked into his eyes as she moved her head to get a better look at him. ”I understand. I wonʼt question you like that anymore. Now, please leave me alone. Or are you one of those who force themselves on women?”

Vicente smiled at her as he moved closer, causing her to close her eyes. ”I donʼt need this.”

When she opened her eyes, Layla saw Vicente return to the balcony of their VIP room and breathed more deeply, feeling relieved when she noticed her sweaty body.

ʼThat bastard knows how to scare. I thought he was going to attack me.ʼ She stopped for a moment, remembering his scent and the rate of his breathing from moments ago.

But amid her thoughts, Layla saw the lights in the theater change before a female voice announced the start of the auction!