
"Ja - so your lover?" reset Reinha.
The fear of Lucky's confidence made Reinha's eyeballs round and cast a gaze as if the man had gone mad. Reinha Durante needs to tell Lucky Luciano, the idea of a radically higher principle of living that is above Lucky's "woman. Reinha only wanted a fine man without a stain like Elgio and Lucky did not count. Perhaps he was a bit overdone, but he emulated Elgio who deeply valued relationships, maintaining a girl's dignity and physical sanctity. If Elgio was created for Marya Corazon then Reinha is convinced in the other hemisphere, God prepared someone with the same quality character as Elgio for her and the man was not Lucky.
Lucky Luciano who is popular for his messy and tacky love life, considers women like cheap food on the fifth leg; treat them for the gratification of desire; free will. Although the man is so sexy and physically charming, the dream of youth, young girls, mature women, widows may even be elderly but not with Reinha. Lucky's posture is ideal with a dry boxed stomach shape, well-built arms and a fairly well-brown muscular body and an alluring cool smile ... Lucky is fascinating.
His face was very handsome, with a firm and manly jaw, dense black hair choppy in harmony with a bright reddish brown skin color. Charming gray eyes and every time he smiled, one dimple curved dramatically. Whoever the woman who saw Lucky Luciano must have one wish, "so her lover". If being her lover is too much, then it is enough to fill their dreams with her shadow but Lucky is not too smooth on Reinha.
"It's a shame .. I'm not a frivolous girl who likes wild romantic relationships. To me you are a used, broken and broken item. You can't even imagine 'i'm your lover' just to satisfy your ego because we're different."
Those arrogant perceptive words just erupted and Lucky was not surprised at all. He smiled a gentle smile at Reinha's words, understanding the girl's intentions only that she refused sensitivities and became an idiot for being fascinated by Reinha. Lucky's eyes warmed up and Reinha was deeply disturbed. He prefers if Lucky sees a pervert, so he has a reason to kick the guy.
"I am filthy, unforgivable but you are responsible to me for having had me emotionally since you touched me. I was hit by a 'cursed kiss' that left me unable to think of any woman other than you," Lucky said heavily.
"Ours emotionally? You're crazy!" reinha scoffs.
They stared at each other in silence while Reinha frowned. Lucky deliberately scratched the memory. Bursting a glance at the unusual shadow of the kiss, Reinha completely shuddered. It felt like applying anti-itch ointment to his entire body.
"It's stupid of me, why touch it back then. It's like a weapon eat sir."
"On the right to love, Your Right to Love on page 47 of the prose book you read. There will be no prohibition against liking me, but I have a radical standard regarding a future lover .. unfortunately. There's no place for a man like you" Reinha said, commenting on a smile full of rejection.
"What kind of man do you want, Enya? Maybe, just maybe .. "ask Lucky deeply. His left arm held onto the shelf, holding Reinha back from running. Reinha gave a rude snort.
"A man who's not a jerk, a pervert, a lunatic, not a maniac like you. Go to the hills of Tuscany and get your quality back, I might lower the standard."
Reinha glared sharply at Lucky wanting Lucky to capture the seriousness of the message on his words. Reinha was uncomfortable with being around the man, eager to get Lucky injured.
"Well, Mr Lucky Luciano, can you step aside now? We have to work in order to pay the loan sharks a debt."
Lucky refused to shift, he liked their chat just now. He likes to be close together like this and likes to hear the swearing of Reinha's tiny lips. He was pounding with the wink of Reinha's bored eyes being shut by his body. While Reinha is thinking of fishing Lucky to a wider place. He wants to head Lucky and kick the collar**the man in front of him is so anxious.
Lucky docked, his other hand pulled out the phone. She smiled seductively and Reinha reflexively turned away as Lucky was about to touch her, the man's lips lodged in her neck.
Czechs ....
Camera lights. Lucky aimed at a happy smile. The man took advantage of Reinha's condition of not being able to move much.
"You crazy maniac. Stay away from me! Whatwouldyou?"
Reinha's hand pushed the man away but Lucky was sturdy like a bridge support.
"Chat with you!"
"You idiot?! Don't understand that I'm so nauseous with you?" reinha exclaimed ferociously and completely tormented, wanting to scratch her neck that began to itch. However, both of his hands were only clenched at the side of the body.
"I am made up of your words and thoughts. If you say I'm a jerk, an idiot, a pervert, a maniac. You've never spied in my world and tried to find out about me"
Reinha growled, "Do I seem interested in you? Stop joking around and get out of here. We're opening up."
"This shop is closed."
Lucky nodded towards the door of the shop, the open inscription stuck on the inside, it meant the close read outside. Reinha grimaced in annoyance, especially looking out at Lucky's shoulder, Augusto was smoking with Francis. They were joking as if they were a pack of wolves while Mr. Lucas was just daydreaming their side.
"Well if you do," Lucky said to one corner. He touched the towering arrangement of the book. Reinha turned around to hear Lucky's tone of voice that contained a threat.
The man patted the books and the tip of the shoe imitated Reinha's movement as she touched the urn in her home. The urn he had gotten hard at an antique auction that the girl had easily broken. One push, the books will be somersaulted to the floor.
"At least, their fate is better than my poor urn."
Reinha was about to sink into a river full of crocodiles.
"No no no!!! Kaaa, fucking kaaauuu," said Reinha growled. He approached the depression and Reinha's countenance was ridiculous as she was frightened. Both of his hands raised begged Lucky not to tear down the arrangement of the book.
"What would you like?" Reinha.
"Your cell phone number!" Lucky thrusting the phone.
"What are you gonna do?"
"Near the distance."
"Don't be silly, I hate everything about you. Your eyes, your nose and all about you. Stop bothering me!"
"All right, your cell phone number!"
Reinha is forced to pick up Lucky's phone and type a line of numbers and return them to Lucky. The man nodded.
"Your number is undetectable. That's not a cell phone number just a line of numbers."
"I don't have a cell phone with me at work anyway I don't have my own number."
"Well then, I'll send this photo to Elgio. I'll write, brother-in-law . Whaddya think? I can add, keep your attitude to me."
Reinha sniffed. It felt like smashing Lucky's face while Lucky smiled amusedly as Reinha cursed blatantly. Seeing the girl's drunkenness and blushing in anger made Lucky Gregetan to continue teasing her.
"You can ask Claire."
"For what? You're here, right?"
Reinha pulled Lucky's phone roughly and then typed the number. He glanced at Lucky who kept watching him.
"Please go!"
Lucky pressed the call on the number and grinned happily as Reinha's phone shook. He typed the contact name and showed it to Reinha.
My Darling Enya ....
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I can't read more about Elgio after reading chapter 32. So, Author decided to write about Enya.
A little bit of a curse here. Sorry yes .... Enya is the same as Lucky.