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Angelo toweled his hair dry and stepped back into the bedroom, his hair damp and loose. The change of outfit he had been given was a hoodie and sweatpants, he couldn’t help but be ticked off at how comfortable it was.
He stepped out to find that food had been brought into the bedroom. Mafia King Nikolai didn’t eat, he just drank and tapped away on his laptop.
Angelo hesitated, there was no reason not to eat. If the food was tampered with, that was even better. Maybe he should suggest to the men keeping watch outside his door to put a little poison in his food.
Nikolai didn’t look up when he returned, not until he sat in the seat specifically kept for him. The Mafia King stared at him intently for a while, it made Angelo wonder if the hot water had peeled off his skin.
"Eat up," Nikolai tossed to him, returning to his laptop without saying anything further.
Angelo’s face was expressionless, but there was a storm in his eyes. He had been planning to eat but now that Mafia King Nikolai had told him to, he didn’t want to anymore. "I’ll pass," He muttered.
Nikolai looked up again but there wasn’t any surprise on his facial features, just amusement. He reached out to eat a bite, "It’s clean."
Angelo deflated, defying Mafia King Nikolai would only push the Alpha to keep him around longer. He knew it was clean, and even if it wasn’t clean, it wasn’t like he had anything to fear.
Silently, he picked up the cutlery and ate silently. He was absentminded as he ate, it felt like he was transported to Silvia’s office where he could remain suspended in space. He could just exist, thinking about nothing.