Heart Darkness
Chapter 120 My Husband is Ex Gangster ....

Take the ribbon from your hair, Shake it loose and let it fall,

Layin' soft upon my skin.

Like the shadows on the wall.

While "Help Me Make it Through The Night" is soft, Lucky invites Reinha to dance to the gentle strains of Reinha's anxiety.

The man even sang half a whisper at the top of the lover's ear.

Come and lay down by my side till the early morning light,

(Come and lie by my side until morning)

All I'm takin' is your time

(All I need is your time)

Help me make it through the night

(Help me through tonight)

It is issuing a death-style seduction for no worries. But Reinha was so focused that what Lucky did meant nothing at all.

"Lucky, did you know that even the most elite force in the world can go awry in a hostage rescue operation? We see a lot of cases on television, Lucky. That scares me."

"Enya, I'm not an elite force not a military, I'm just a mafia, a gangster. We have a different style. We're not even dressed up and don't have to follow protocol" Lucky said casually.

"Stop kidding!" erang Reinha is frustrated. "You know that, in a chaotic atmosphere, misunderstandings of communication on the ground can confuse anyone who is trained, Lucky. I was so scared," complained Reinha holding a sob on Lucky Luciano's chest. He often sees things like that in documentary films about war. "Some media reports about various cases of hostage release, in one team sometimes only one survivor remains. They are very well trained. How's yours?"

Lucky tightened his arms, stroking the girl's very frightened hair. He could feel Reinha's heartbeat in his chest. What Reinha must have thought was that they were crawling in the bush and shooting. Not entirely so.

"Enya, you married a former gangster. Your husband just stopped being a delinquent for a few months. You know, the military operation was well planned by some parties. Sometimes it's called a joint operation because it involves special forces, intelligence, military but me and Francis are not that kind of group. We have been trained since childhood to rely on instinct and intuition. You know Francis is a great strategist. We're just pragmatic and impatient people."

"That's what I mean, you're very practical without a second thought. I'm afraid of your behavior, Lucky!"

"Carlos has prepared a rescue strategy without assault, and Francis and I have put together an undercover plan. I'm not going to make improvisations that endanger me because someone's waiting for me. Anya, you should know one more thing, why would Carlos pick me and Francis one team with him and the government back Carlos?"

Reinha looked up at the handsome Lucky Luciano. His jaw was overgrown with a thin beard but very neat. Lucky kissed him slowly. While the song lulls them. Lucky's hand wrapped around the girl's waist tightly.

"The East Coast is my home, Enya. We know the area well because we often operate there for illegal arms shipments and many other crimes. Since I was 13 years old, the East Coast forest is my home and the tribes inland there are our friends. I know Thomas well. I'm sorry, we're going back to being thugs for Thomas. It seems he has not realized that I have repented and was no longer a arms supplier but a government spy. Thomas wouldn't suspect me."

Although it was said casually, Reinha was even more restless. What if Thomas Adolfus found out about the disguise.

"I'll go to Thomas as usual when I visit for a transaction. Thomas is arguably also a bandit," Lucky added again.

"Did he have a princess?" reinha asked, turning her mind around.

"Who? Thomas Adolfus?" ask Lucky astonished.

"Yes" said Reinha.

"The man had 32 wives and 64 children last month. Sometimes the hostages fall in love with her and choose to stay and fight with her."

"That brutal? What if Adolfus smitten you and took you hostage to marry his daughter. Oh, I'm gonna force Mr. Abner to buy an automatic biochemical weapon from the black market and blow up the East Coast."

"Well, your imagination is amazing Elya."

"That's because you're so handsome" Reinha lamented.

"Oh look at him, are we going to talk about useless things until morning and let time pass."

"What do you want, Lucky? Do you want us to um," Reinha said stammeringly.

"You're so sweet, honey," cut Lucky to strengthen the braid of fingers carrying Reinha on her legs and dancing.

The girl's face blushed. "You know, I was scared of having a baby at a young age and I had to go to school at 7 a.m. Professor Samael is preparing to terrorize me because I'm not focused on studying, Lucky. That's bad." He complained.

"Do I need to leak the professor's brain, Enya? If he keeps your recokies, I'll kidnap him and soak him in an acidic solution" Lucky threatened to stop Reinha's clumsiness.

"You know he's very handsome, if you don't come back I'll ask him out."

"So much of your loyalty is Reinha Durante?" Lucky squinting doesn't like, squid Reinha's eyelids. He will miss Reinha's moments in his arms.

"I think he's complaining to me and Claire. He chose Claire to get ready to replace me."

"Is that so? Is Claire willing?"

"I don't know. I can't give up on Claire 'cause I want a medal and I'm gonna go to a competition with Ethan and Marya."

"All right, do the best, Honey! I'll be there when you get the medallion and bring the beautiful flowers."

Reinha wriggles on the lover's chest as her anxiety peaks observe the moving wall clock as the time for Lucky's release is almost here. His embrace is getting stronger. Lucky carried the restless girl to the bed and put her to bed. He will leave when Reinha is asleep.

By morning when the cold air infiltrated the bones, hanging from the ceiling of the heart, Lucky increasingly intensely kissed Reinha's forehead. He mentioned the girl's name repeatedly on her neck, eroding the soft feminine jaw slowly and unable to stem the passion of the lips. Then as desire spoke, Reinha was crushed by it. They fill each other not with hunger, only seduction to calm a worried lover. Teach Reinha to move to let go of the turmoil and to love every indentation, perfection, imperfection. The man controlled the tussle and let Reinha get busy enjoying it.

The grasshopper slipped the morning verse under a circle of moonlight and the ballad was carried along with the sigh of the wind through the gap of the door. A man looking at a lover who pretends to be asleep, echoing the oath in the heart will take care of himself as best as possible in order to return to the lover. Lucky knew Reinha wasn't sleeping, just shut her eyes, refused to see her go. The girl in the crib had been breathing out, holding back a bit earlier. Maybe it will break out later secretly as he leaves.

Lucky breathes heavily, caresses beautiful brown hair and hooks their fingers. Either dozens of kisses, although he knows not enough as entertainment but freely as a promise that he will return.

"I'll come home to you, Enya, no matter what. I have to go now. I leave the gadgets here, you can detect me or Francis by satellite, if you're worried I'm missing. But don't do it often because my location might be tracked by hackers paid by other parties. It might complicate the situation" he told the lover, who looked slumbering with trembling lips. One swipe at those thin, seductive lips, Lucky pulled his arm from Reinha's nape, feeling the heavy pounding of the lover's breath.

The car came into the yard. One last kiss on the girl's forehead, the man came out of there. Reinha only fell silent in a long, torturous silence, if she opened her eyes and saw Lucky then Lucky Luciano could have left her. She's gonna hold her husband for whatever reason she won't let Lucky go. He cannot protect himself from thinking about tomorrow, what might happen. He started sobbing and squirming in the bed withstanding the pain. What if the man gets hurt? He can prevent Lucky now from leaving.

"Oh my God, what should I do?" his sigh as the door closed and the sharp aroma of the glacier slowly left a faint fragrance among the heaps of footsteps on the floor that slowly disappeared. Reinha wailed miserably, drowning in a pillow. It's never been this crazy.

While Lucky is away ....

Elgio and Mr. Abner are waiting in the living room. Stand when Lucky Luciano steps down the stairs.

"Hey son of a bitch, you have to go back, this is an order!" said Elgio grimly.

"Yes right, you've started something complicated with Reinha and you can't let her continue to suffer because of you, Lucky Luciano" Abner said.

"Of course, gentlemen. Just take care of Enya for me. I'll be back but I'm not sure as soon as I tell him, Mr. Abner. This operation is closed. The process of releasing hostages takes longer, patience, thoroughness, focus because negotiations are complicated and the military operation on the East Coast a few days ago sparked debate and angered the rebels. They reject the military and even the prime minister. I think Reinha understands why people like me ended up being chosen by Carlos for this release. We'll go undercover, but if exposed, it might take some time to escape."

"It's hard for Reinha to accept ... Lucky ..., because you're her husband now. I don't know, I just wish you luck like your name is, Lucky Luciano."

"If you don't come back, I think he'll date another guy" Elgio said, sounding like a threat.

"Oh, it's not gonna happen. I'll be right back and go to university with him. We could be in Business Management class or in Literature class even though I'm tired of going back to college."

"Good idea," said Elgio observing Lucky who was agitated earlier, the tail of his eyes continued to move to the top floor.

"I think you're waiting for him to give you your blessing" said Elgio.

"Em, not really. I have been a parting. All right, I'm leaving. I wish I could visit Al Shiva after we get back."

"Oh, is that right?" elgio recalls tragedy with Irish Bella.

"Calm down" Lucky cut back quickly on Elgio. "We're not going to ask for a ridiculous portrait of the future like you did Elgio Durante. We'll just ask for both of our beautiful paintings."

"Just do it when you get back. Go then! I don't think Enya will come down and watch you go" Elgio added.

Lucky shrugged and nodded. "See you later, Elgio, Mr. Abner." The man turned away.

He had just descended the stairs when Reinha Durante ran from his room in haste, a panicked tone that sounded heartbreaking.

"Buckie!!!" call Reinha.

The faces of Elgio and Abner fell down instantly. Yes, there will be sad blue haru drama that is emotionally draining. Lucky Marya and Maribella weren't there to watch. It could be that they'll finish off the checkered tissue.

"Lucky, wait for me!" reinha loudly exclaimed in panic as Lucky was no longer seen in the living room.

Unexpectedly, the girl went down the stairs using the stairs railing, sliding quickly to make Elgio and Abner gaped. They were sad before but look at the behavior of Reinha's slide, the two looked at each other.

"Did he do that every morning when he went to school?" elgio asked Abner in astonishment. They just saw it happen.

"No, I think he did it when he was panicking or angry" Abner said. "Or he used to do that but we don't realize it."

Reinha landed smoothly and her nightgown waved before sprinting and jumping into the arms of Lucky Luciano who smiled wryly at his wife's behavior.

"Oh my God, you're so extreme" Lucky grumbled. "You can ja ...."

One kiss landed and they did it on the front steps. Without words is better as an expression of the sense conveyed between the fear of loss. Perhaps also, a longing that will always be accompanied by intense anxiety. Reinha stared at Lucky's face, at good looks with great accuracy, at the beautiful nose beside the sturdy and hard manly jaw carving. Touching the beautiful curved dimples at the corners of the cheekbones as if God was very anxious at him to leave a pinch there, which eventually became the most powerful attraction on the character of the Lucky Luciano look. With all the love she had prayed God take care of her husband before giving back a kiss. If Lucky leaves with a burden he won't be able to "have fun" and his wretched soul may be locked somewhere. While Reinha believes Lucky needs the soul of gangsters, bandits, mafia, delinquents who are witty but optimistic, muddled but clever at this time. Reinha won't cry for her lover, she'll trust Lucky back to her.

"I won't be sad, have fun! You'll come back to me and I'll win the gold medal. Let's fix this situation" Reinha said before kissing her boyfriend again. "I won't access your location, but if you don't come back I'll go there and look for you! I promise!"

Reinha returns the gadget confidently and enthusiastically hoping Lucky leaves with a positive mind.

"That's not gonna happen, I'm not gonna let you look for me. Learn properly and don't think about me. Hmm?"

"Well, I love you, Lucky Luciano."

"Yes, I know. I'm leaving, I think I'll be back sooner because of God's blessing and my wife's blessing."

That morning they will be separated. Reinha knew she was making a big decision in her life and prayed her decision not to stab her later with regret.

Francis got out of the car, wanted to wait, his expression flat as usual.

"Francis," Reinha scolded with the shrubby remains on her golden-yellow face. Although the adjutant's look was flat, the aura of his body expressed many things. For the first time Reinha saw Francis restless and Reinha was convinced September was grieving somewhere. This afternoon, it seemed to make the two people aware of their feelings.

"Miss Reinha, I think you've been up all night watching Lucky's boss's face, researching that there might be something missing from his face." Francis looked at the two alternately, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, we danced until morning" Reinha said, going to Lucky's arm and hugging him tightly.

"Can I see," Francis replied.

"You look agitated, did something happen?" reinha asked sensitively at the situation.

Francis nodded quickly. "I want to talk to you both. It's urgent."

"Is this about September?" ask Reinha to guess.

Francis nodded. "I'll marry her when I get back, and I hope the Boss both forget about September's baby because I named her this morning and the baby will soon be my daughter."

Reinha and Lucky fell silent before staring at each other. The two hold hands.

"His name is Amora Shine Blanco. I hope you're both willing to let me take Amora as my biological Princess," she said again observing the reaction of the two before her.

Neither Reinha nor Lucky had a word to say. Francis was always earnest with his words but when talking about the baby Amora, Francis was so serious that it sounded a bit sad to Reinha.

"You're scaring me, Francis!" reinha said frankly. Francis seemed to really love Amora and she was like a tiger ready to tear apart an enemy who dared to approach her son. "It's as if I'm going to leave in September and take the baby. Oh, I wouldn't do that. It's just, let us be her foster parents, you know I don't want any future inbreeding because of our carelessness."

"You think about that?" francis asked in amazement at the 18-year-old girl.

"Yes, however, we cannot deny the facts. It's just, I admire you a lot. You're a good man. I'll visit Claire if I'm not busy. You know, we're gonna be in the competition soon."

"I understand, Miss. I hope we can celebrate a festive baptism for Amora."

"Yes, okay. I hope you guys come back soon and send me some news if you might have time" Reinha said, though she was not sure. The East Coast, without cellular and electrical networks, sending word would be very difficult.

"All right," Lucky nodded, followed by Francis. "I'm going Enya!" Lucky holds Reinha once again, leaving the girl behind.

Lambaian Reinha was still there when Lucky's car left Durante Land. He kept a close eye on the stoic Reinha from the car rearview.

"Francis, promise me you'll look after and obey Miss Reinha if I don't survive" Lucky said as Reinha's silhouette disappeared.

Francis checked his boss out of the car rearview mirror.

"I'll do that as long as I breathe. But, Boss, are you going to keep September for me when I don't survive?" Francis asked back.

Lucky took a deep, heavy breath at his aide who began to appear to be blossoming by the flowers of love on his flat face.

"Forget the chat just now! Let's get this over with and get back to each other's lovers!"

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Wait me up ....

I'll accompany Lucky and Francis for a short visit to the East Coast. Maybe tomorrow the update is late because our hut is without signal and electricity is only coffee plantations with coffee beans, one of the best in the world.