Arranged marriage to the princess of the Red Scorpions

"Who told you that? This isn't some game! I expect an answer from you to that question!" Jovani attempted to grab who shrugged him off and laughed as they rolled off the bed to stand.

"Oh, poor little cousin. I'm sure that you would love the answer to that question. Sadly for you, you won't get that answer any time soon from me." Knowing it would piss the other off, they leaned over and patted Jovani on the cheek, purposefully doing the side Richard hit him on.

Jovani hissed but managed to grab ahold of the hand this time before the other could pull back. The mafioso exerted a lot of energy but managed to pull the additional back down and roll them over, so he towered over the other.

"I asked you a question, and I expect you to answer it." Ah. Had the drugs not entirely left his system yet? Did violent little Jovani want to come back out to a play again? The other only offered a smug smirk, earning a rough shake despite Jovani's hurt shoulder.

"Jovi. I honestly don't know what you're expecting to get from me. I already told you that I do not intend to answer your question. Seeing how long we've known each other, you should know that means you can't do anything to get it out of me." The answer, however wasn't enough to get Jovani to give up. All the days events had pushed him towards an edge he wasn't quite ready to pull away from yet.

"I do know you well enough. Enough to know that there are a few ways to get you to answer if you don't want to work with me. I can't have you go about doing whatever it is you want until we fix things." Jovani racked his mind quickly. Where had he put them was the question? If he couldn't recall fast enough, the other would likely pick on what he meant. Not to mention drug-fueled energy only lasted so long before the pain would kick in again.

"You might think that from the past. However, you might be surprised that you're not the only one who has changed over the years. I have been going about learning several new tricks myself." With those words, they managed to flip Jovani over as quickly as one might flip a limp blanket.

"And now, you're the one who might want to think about answering all of the questions that I have for you. There's something here I want to go and meet. You're going to tell me where to find it." The weight behind the other's hold on Jovani he best be careful how he responded if he didn't want to end up in the same situation as Alonso. Damn it. Had he ended up making another lousy mistake by bringing the other back? They seemed rational enough that it didn't feel like a bad idea at the time. Joke on him, apparently.

"Marcus." Jovani sighed, forcing himself not to allow his eyes to roll back into his head. Since when had the air in the room been so thin?

"I told you I would arrange everything when the time is right. That isn't right now. There are far too many people here for you to be seen. Give me a little more time, and I will get everything sorted." Marcus didn't want that answer. At least, it seemed that way because he roughly shook Jovani. Although, it could be that the crazy man just enjoyed causing the other's immense pain for giggles. The dark, pleasured look in his green orbs made that a high possibility.

How in the world had the two of them turned out so different at the end of the day? Genetics, one could suppose. After all, It wasn't like Jovani had exactly been spared by the crazy that inflicted his cousin's side of the family. Earlier that day he had been plenty of proof of that.

"That isn't going to work. You see, I have been starting to become impatient. You haven't given me enough to keep me entertained while waiting on you. Thus, that means the rules are starting to change a bit. I don't want your position, but I do want you to do what I ask of you. That is if you don't want me to go about causing you even more trouble than I already have." Marcus continued to rock back and forth on the bed impatiently as he waited to see what Jovani's answer would be. The older cousin wasn't in a state to budge, not with mercenaries there, or Samuel, for that matter. Out of the two, he knew which one Marcus wanted more—the one he wouldn't hand over for anything.

"Marcus. You know that isn't going to work. You can bully me all you want. At the end of the day, though, you know that if you take it too far, you won't get any of the things you want." Jovani might've not been in much of a position to handle his cousin, but someone else could. Pain in the ass wild card who might end up being more valuable for having come today out of all days. That didn't mean though that Jovani would forgive them.

"You don't think it is going to work? Why not? Haven't I already told you that I'd learned a number of new tricks? Not to mention a few new friends along the way as well. Some of which I'm sure you'd love to meet." Marcus' lips curled back into a menacing smile as he leaned down until he and his cousin's noses were touching.

"I'm sure there are also quite a few of them who would love to meet you along with a little cousin. It is up to you to decide how the night should turn out. Which is it going to be?" Jovani didn't budge despite the unpleasant hot breath on his face.

Did the other think he could get away with threatening him in such a manner?

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