BEING A MAFIA PRISONER
SURPRISE II

Edgar knocked on the large door located on the fourth floor of the luxurious mansion. It seemed like this mansion consisted of several floors.

To reach the fourth floor, Edgar invites Monica to use the available elevator. Monica did not ask the young man much. But his mind raged with questions.

"Who's Stefano? Who claimed to be his lover. What that man has to do with Luigi. Because the last time Monica was well aware was still in the garden of Luigi Salvatore mansion.

"Lake in!"

That heavy voice blew away Monica's daydream. When the door opened, Monica's familiar masculine scent instantly filled the girl's sense of smell.

"Deg!"

Monica's heart rate is racing. Body shudders. The girl was standing right in front of the door. That situation

make his brain blank.

"Good morning sir, Miss Monica is here" Edgar said respectfully.

 "You go Edgar!"

That stern voice was clearly heard. More and more make Monica's body shudder. As much as Monica's energy trying to be as calm as possible. But can't. Suddenly his head was dizzy.

"Miss, please come in" said Edgar. But Monica was unconscious as well. The girl was still busy with her own guessing thoughts.

"Miss Monica...

"Hm...yeah?"

"Come in. Sir is waiting for you", said the young man politely.

Monica nodded her head. Before stepping Monica momentarily closed her eyes and then threw out her breath heavily. He held the door leaf as a support for his body that slightly staggered.

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After the door was shut Edgar. Slowly Monica stepped her foot. The bead that looked cute circulated his gaze throughout the room. It turned out to be a very luxurious room nuanced navy, decorated furniture-furniture expensive.

The more stepped inside, the smell of masculine perfume was increasingly smelled so sticky filled the olfactory senses of the girl. But there was no one in the spacious room. Monica ventured to open a door that opened slightly.

When the door opened perfectly. Spontaneous Monica's hand rested on the door leaf when she saw a man she knew very well, standing behind her staring out the glass window in the room.

Monica shook her head while rubbing her eyes. Look at the wide back of the man. The man was still wearing long training and a long black kimono wrapped his athletic body.

"K-au–"

Suddenly Monica's head was dizzy. His body went limp after the man turned his back to face Monica.

Monica's legs felt paralyzed. Until he could no longer support his body. The girl almost fell down if only the man did not immediately run to catch her.

Monica repeatedly blinked her eyes at the man, who spontaneously raised her weak body. Unbelievingly. It's like seeing a ghost, but it's impossible because now the sun is starting to rise.

Even Monica ventured to touch the man's face. He is not dreaming. Real real.

"Why do you have the heart to do all this to me?", wirred Monica as she sat on the edge of the bed while looking up at Luigi Salvatore who stood looming before her.

"You can lie to me. Making me blame myself for your death" Monica said with teary eyes staring fixedly at the man's face who was also staring at her feelingly.

Luigi looks fine.

"I didn't mean to kill you, Lui–"

Monica was unable to continue her words as her mouth filled with Luigi's chewy lips which suddenly melu*at her lips.

Monica fell silent. Neither refused nor returned the kiss.

For the first time, Luigi kissed her full of tenderness, making Monica's body instantly bristle. Slowly the girl opened her mouth and returned a kiss Luigi no less hot.

 As if releasing a longing that was so torturous, the two wrestled on the spacious bed.

Without releasing her lip link, Luigi's fingers slipped into the slit of a nightgown button that still opened Monica's body that looked the course.

The two brown beads Monica looked at sayu Luigi who was also staring at her. Dive into each other and each other.

Monica slowly pulled the sturdy fingers of the man who was on her chest. Monica shook her head.

"Marry me Monica Dimitrov. Stay beside me in this house" Luigi said earnestly while staring intensely at the two beads of the girl who were still under his body.

Sturdy fingers Luigi gently rubbed Monica's smooth white face. It still looks clearly tired on that face with thickened eye bags.

"I promise, I won't make you shed any more tears. And I won't separate you and your son anymore" Luigi said, sounding softly right in front of Monica's lips.

If you can be honest, Luigi's speech gave a strange gelenyar all over Monica's body. After Silvio's departure he was not close to any man until his fate brought him and Luigi Salvatore together, albeit in a painful way due to having to part with his son Gabriel.

Monica dives into the blue netra of the man. It looks real sincerity there. Monica's fingers were raised, gently stroking Luigi's jaw.

"Give me some time. I haven't lost my husband in a long time. I also just met my son again" Monica said slowly.

Both are still looking soulfully.

Luigi nodded his head. For the first time, Monica saw a smile on the man's face.

"I'll wait, when you're ready to start" she whispered in Monica's ear.

Monica tightly hugged the male's athletic body.

"Luigi.

"I'm sorry, actually I didn't mean to hurt you–"

"But you did" cut Luigi while kissing Monica's neck.

Monica smiled hearing him as she looked up her face. Luigi's tongue makes her ticklish.

"I'm a grudge against you. You're so cruel. Even you killed Gretta".

"You're running away from me! When I heard you were running away I was very angry at the waiter. I didn't kill him. That girl is okay now. Serving men, indeed his work" said Luigi still kissed Monica's neck.

"really? You didn't lie to me, did you, Lui?", asked Monica spontaneously to get up and push the manly body.

Luigi was lying next to her. The next second he made Monica's thigh where her head was.

Monica stroked the dense black hair of the man.

"Why are you lying to me, pretending to be dead?", Monica asked looking at Luigi's face.

Luigi's hand pulled Monica's nape. Back to the girl's lips. "Are you afraid of losing me, hem?"

"My problem is so much. You separated me from my son, Lui. But knowing you're dead, honestly makes me sad. I didn't mean to make you die. I was just trying to teach you a lesson" Monica said.

Luigi gently rubbed Monica's lips which made her opiate. "Now you won't part with your son again. But I want you and your family to stay with me in this house, Monica. We'll start over. Mutual knowledge. Are you gonna start it, hem?"

Monica was silent for a moment. Then nodded his head in approval of Luigi's request.

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To be continue

This chapter is the length of its chapter. Actually for 2 chapters, the author makes 1 so that the reading is satisfied not cut².

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