The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
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Adriano ended his conversation with Bianca just like that. The blue-eyed man looked wrong. His lips were smiling, but the eyes looked agitated. He could guess that Mia would definitely return with her jealousy, as she had already. "Mia, since when did you ...." Adriano paused his sentence, seeing Mia who put on a face so coldly.

"Please don't misunderstand me. Bianca just ...." Adriano was at a loss for words to explain Mia. There was no idea in his head, as he could not think calmly at that moment. "You jealous again, honey?" in the end Adriano prefers to do a shortcut, which is to reach Mia's body into his arms. He hugged his wife's slender waist so tightly that Mia could not make a revolt or break away.

"Take me off, Mr. D'Angelo!" after Mia's speech to Adriano. While the man laughed softly at Mia's attitude.

"You're really jealous, Mia. Why should I be afraid? You know that I've loved you for a long time, ever since you were owned by another man. You think I'll waste you after you've become mine? Adriano will not act foolishly. Suffice it to be a fool for your love alone," without excuse, the beautiful blue-eyed man melted his wife's lips so affectionately for a while. Adriano knew very well that Mia would definitely come back with her mesra treatment.

The sweet kiss continued, and only stopped when Pierre appeared there all of a sudden. Again, the forty-year-old single must return to find the friendly scene of the employer with his wife. "Oh, sorry. I'll come back later" the Frenchman turned his back and intended to leave.

But Mia immediately prevented it. "Please, Pierre. I just want to say hello to my husband" Mia said with a gentle smile. She stroked her husband's cheek before walking out of the playroom. His departure was accompanied by the gaze of Pierre who when he smiled.

After that, the French man again turned his attention to Adriano who was rubbing the edge of the lips with the tip of the thumb. "Master," greeted the loyal aide warmly. A few days without seeing Adriano made him feel homesick and worried. However, now he can be happy because the man has returned to safety.

Adriano still remains in his position, which rests part of the body on the edge of the table. "How are you, Pierre?" sapa is full of authority.

"Very good and very happy, because you have returned" replied the green-eyed man with a sigh. "For the past few days, I couldn't calm down because I thought about your situation after hearing the reports from Jules" he said.

"Yes, it was an amazing experience for me. I also had time to think that it was the end of Adriano D'Angelo's life, but it turns out that God still loves me and lets me live until now" Adriano said gratefully in his tone. One thing that was always there and he kept it in his pants pocket, which was Miranda's necklace. It was like a magic amulet to the man. "The events in England made me realize something" murmured Adriano quietly. He then fell silent for a moment while staring at the end of his shoes.

"Any preparation, sometimes it still feels lacking, sir. However, it can be an important concern for all of us" said Pierre who seemed to have understood the direction of Adriano's speech. "Oh, yes. You called Arsen to come here, is there anything important?" ask Pierre.

"Yes, that's what you want to do with you" Adriano replied with dignity.

“How, Mr?” Pierre sat down and looked seriously at the master.

“I will send Arsen to represent me in running the project,” Adriano said. His eyes seemed to ask Pierre for his opinion.

“I think that's a good idea, sir. Arsenic has the ability to do that. He's reliable. He is also a very loyal and loyal person. I can guarantee it,” Pierre said without the slightest hesitation.

“Alright, I feel relieved now after listening to your opinion. After this, you help him find a dwelling for Arsen that he will occupy while in England" Adriano later said. Pierre agreed. "Then, let's accompany me to play,” Adriano thrust a billiard stick at Pierre and challenge his aide to play.

Meanwhile, after leaving the billiard room, Mia chose to return to Miabella's room. At the end of the hallway, he passed by the butler who had just entered from the back garden. “Hai, Grace,” greet Mia.

“Mrs D’Angelo,” the butler bowed respectfully.

“Do you know where Olivia is? I haven't seen him since I got back here,” asked Mia.

The butler named Grace straightened her body again and looked in astonishment, “That's what I asked the other waiter, Madam. I didn't see Olivia at all from yesterday" he explained.

“Oh,” is just that coming out of Mia's beautiful lips. Inwardly, he was quite worried about Olivia's situation. After all, the girl had been instrumental in Adriano's life. Without Olivia, maybe now Adriano is just a name left, and Mia must still be living in a slump. “Alright, thank you,” the beautiful woman nodded at the butler earlier, then continued her steps towards the princess' room.

Without notice, the clock kept ticking until it showed the number twelve midnight. Olivia's room, which has been sealed shut since yesterday, is now open. Looked lentic fingers that hold the end of the door leaf. Slowly, closed the door again after he was outside the room.

The girl who was none other than Olivia, gripped her beloved bottle. He walked into the kitchen to get a drink. Something was different from the appearance of that beautiful girl. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were far from neat. His steps were slow, even as if he was swept away. Sometimes his shoulders shake. It was obvious that the girl was sobbing.

The girl then pointed the bottle she was holding, at the muzzle of the dispenser which began to drain the water until it was half filled. A little more, and he would immediately rush to his room. However, before that happened, someone had already held his shoulder gently first.

“Olivia,” says a man who is none other than Arsen. Someone Olivia fears the most and should she avoid.

Olivia turned around with fear. The bottle, which had been filled with water, escaped from his hand and spilled onto the floor. The girl shook her head vigorously and moved backwards, until her body crashed into the dispenser until it almost collapsed.

“Olivia, listen to me first. Ma’afikan me,” both hands Arsen outstretched and hold the shoulder of the girl, keeping her from falling.

“Release!” refuse Olivia. His voice shakes withstanding the crying. Fear, anger and hatred, mixed into one within his chest.

“I really lost my mind back then, Olivia. I-i'm drunk. Please don't tell me that I've molested you,” Arsen's dark sliced eyes seem to wail, making Olivia tremble even more. His tears were pouring more and more rapidly wetting the cheeks that now looked reddish.

“I'm asking ma’af, Olivia. I'm a jerk. I was heavily drunk and all I remember at that time was a pretty face and the smell of your body. After that, the morning ... I ..” Arsen's throat was choked. His eyes widened as if he realized something terribly fatal.

Unknowingly, Arsen's body degenerated. He sat down in front of Olivia who was fixated.

“I do like to play around with women, but I'm not a rapist. I had no intention of doing it at all. I ... you .. made me lose control. I'm really drunk,” Arsen's sentence stammered. He was about to continue his speech until a thunderous voice came from behind him.

“How dare you, Arsen Moras!” Mia stood there with a hunting breath. His index finger pointed at the Greek man who looked so shocked.

“Mia, please. I can explain,” Arsen hurriedly stood up and approached Mia.

“Shut up at your place, jerk man!” ma's pretty face flushed with anger. Unable to hold back his emotions, he raised his hand and slapped Arsen with all his might.

“I was drunk back then. I was completely unconscious,” Arsen rubbed his cheek and uttered a sentence of defense.

“You don't deserve to say anything!” Mia passed through Arsen's tall body just like that and approached Olivia. As a fellow woman, Mia could understand very well how devastated Olivia was at the time.

Mia hugged the poor girl's body tightly, trying to give her strength. “Don't worry, Olivia. We will avenge that brash man,” whispered.

Olivia could not answer. He just cried as much.

“We see, what Adriano will do when he finds out about this,” Mia deliberately said so loud that she can be heard by Arsen.

“No, no, Mia! Please! Adriano doesn't need to know this. I was wrong. I'll take responsibility! Whatever I do to prove that I'm not a coward! I'll pay for everything I've done to Olivia,” prevent Arsen in a frantic tone.

“Oh, yes? How are you responsible?” ask Mia cynically. Both of her hands were not separated from hugging Olivia's fragile body.

“Listen, I am indeed a female teaser, but I never hurt them. I always do everything on the basis of liking. This ... This is really beyond my power. I'm really drunk,” elak Arsen. He held his breath for a while before continuing his sentence again.

“As I said. I ... I'll be responsible. I'll prove that I'm not a coward. Therefore, allow ... allow me.. marry Olivia,” Arsen's voice, like a lightning bolt that strikes the frail body of the innocent girl.