The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Olivia's Romance

"Why haven't you changed your clothes?" asked Arsen while linking eyebrows. She noticed the cluby looking Olivia while covering the front of her dress and sculpting. Seeing the young woman's attitude, Arsen could only let out a slow breath. He then moved to the sofa, then picked up the dress that had fallen on the floor. Arsen again approached the wife who was still stuck in her place. She pulled the dress from behind.

"I want to take a shower before changing clothes" Olivia said shyly.

"Yes, sure," said Arsen. "The bathroom is right there" he pointed it at the door in the corner of the room.

Olivia nodded while receiving the clothes that Arsen had thrust at her. Without saying much, he simply passed by to the bathroom. While Arsen only smiled lightly in response to his wife's innocence.

There were many types of women he knew and had dated. Either it's actually being in a relationship, or just a momentary love on the basis of liking the same likes to just have fun. However, of course they were not all innocent women like Olivia.

The Greek man smiled a little while shaking his head in an incomprehension. "Oh, Arsenic. Who would have thought that your long adventure would have to end with that girl" he murmured. A moment later, Arsen took off his shirt. He was stunned when he saw Olivia coming out of the bathroom with her dressing. The twenty-four-year-old woman looked very different. She looks so sweet.

Seeing Arsen bare-chested, Olivia immediately moved back. He also lowered his face. However, Olivia did not dare to leave the room. The young woman preferred to sit on the sofa earlier, without lifting her face let alone looking at Arsen. "I've prepared lunch" said Olivia just filling the awkwardness in her.

"I want to take a shower first. The location of the project is quite dusty, it does not feel too comfortable," said Arsen calmly.

"Yes," Olivia replied as she nodded slowly. "Gather her dirty clothes, I'll wash them in the morning" said the black-haired woman again still in a lowered posture.

"Yes" answered Arsen briefly. He then went to the bathroom.

After Arsen died, then Olivia dared to lift her face. He went to the mirror and looked at himself there. The dress looks very good on her body. Olivia smiled broadly as she turned around for a moment. After that, he looked back at himself. After feeling satisfied, Olivia then grabbed a comb on the table. It was Arsen's comb. Smells of pomade over there. At first Olivia was hesitant. However, for a long time he used the comb earlier to tidy up his long hair. However, when Olivia was busy combing her hair, Arsen unexpectedly came out of the bathroom. Olivia, who was shocked, immediately put back the comb that belonged to the husband. He was also bowed again, because at that time Arsen only wore a towel that covered his waist up to his knees.

"Why?" asked Arsen as he walked over to Olivia who looked nervous.

"I'm sorry, I borrowed your comb" he replied slowly. Olivia was deepening her face and did not dare to look up, when Arsen was standing right in front of her. He could only see both of Arsen's legs covered in grey bathroom sandals. The man looks very clean. The smell of soap emanated from his body.

"Just use it" replied Arsen, as it passed from the face of Olivia who was still bowing. However, the young lady's tail quietly followed all the movements of the husband. This was the first time Olivia had seen a man in such a state. Arsen was helplessly dressed and not ashamed at all. Maybe it was because of something that was already common to him.

But not for Olivia. His feelings were not good at the time. The heart wants to avoid, but somehow he seems unable. Olivia even repeatedly glanced at the owner of the athletic body that has done very well by being his savior.

Olivia did feel more, than an Arsen. However, it was in a situation that made him ignore all the charms of the Greek man. Now, that guy looks completely different. However, Olivia was too embarrassed and also shy.

"Have you not had lunch yet, Olive?" ask Arsen who has finished dressing. Now, she looks normal in Olivia's eyes, even though her handsome face can't be covered by anything.

"Not yet" replied Olivia slowly.

"Then, let's eat together" Arsen asked. He approached and stood for a moment in front of his wife. Arsen tidied Olivia's front hair by hand. "You have such beautiful hair. Black and thick, too" said the man, staring fixedly at the young woman before him.

While complaining quietly, Arsen grabbed the phone he had placed on the table. Apparently it was a call from Adriano. "Parakalo," said Arsen with a slightly disturbed look.

"Hey, Arsenic. How's it going in there?" there was a heavy Adriano on the other end of the phone.

"Development has reached about seventy percent. Don Vargas wants two more weeks to be completed" Arsen said.

"Oh, that's fast" Adriano said.

"Yes. He hired a really expert team. I told you Don Vargas is a very perfectionist. Yesterday he asked for you" Arsen said.

"What's wrong? He can email me" Adriano said calmly.

"Say he couldn't contact Sergei Redomir. Do you know where the Russian guy is, Adriano?"

A question that made Adriano speechless and thought. He squinted his pair of blue eyes. "I haven't seen him in a long time" Adriano answered lying.

"There's something Don Vargas has to discuss with Sergei, but I don't know what it is either. Ah, it's none of my business and I don't care. My job here is only to represent you" Arsen said.

"Yes, you're right. You don't have to take care of anything. Just focus on the task I've given you" Adriano asserted. For a moment his gaze was fixed on Mia who had just entered the room. She just finished putting Miabella to bed that afternoon. "All right, that's all. Always inform me of any developments in the project" Adriano intends to end his conversation with Arsen.

"Yes, sure. You also got a greeting from Herrera. It seems like he misses you," the Greek joked with a soft laugh.

"Remind him if I'm married" Adriano replied with a laugh. However, her laughter instantly came to a halt when suddenly Mia turned to him with a suspicious look. Adriano also understands the meaning of body language that Mia showed him. "Well, I hung up the phone first," without further ado, Adriano denied her phone call with Arsen. He then put the phone on the table, then approached Mia who was tidying her hair.

Adriano stood behind Mia while holding her arms. She kissed the woman's brown hair affectionately. He then looked at Mia through the mirror reflection in front of him. "Who are you calling, Adriano?" mia asked suspiciously.

"Arsen" answered Adriano immediately.

"Then, who else is so fascinated by you that she should know that you're married?" asked Mia again in a full-fledged tone. His face looks very serious. A jealous hue began to appear at the eyes he was pointing at Adriano, through the reflection of the makeup mirror in front of him.

"Juan Pablo Herrera," Adriano replied with a hold of his laughter, when he saw Mia linking her eyebrows with a look of astonishment.

"You mean?" ask the mother of Miabella.

"Arsen said Juan Pablo was greeting me" Adriano said. "Either for me or maybe the wrong target. I think it should be for you, but of course I won't let it," said the blue-eyed man, peeping over Mia's shoulder.