The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Ferma Minaccia

Mia didn't say much when she met someone named Varra. According to Adriano, Varra is a makeup artist and clothing that has been very famous. He is the one who will help Mia get ready, before leaving for the island of Crete. Varra is also a man of makeup, with his attitude resembling that of a woman. “Poia einai afti i gynaica? (Who is this woman?)” whispered to Adriano with a body language that looks spoiled.

Meanwhile, Adriano smiled wryly as he responded. The man stood up while putting his right hand into his pants pocket. “Den chreazetai and psithyrizeis. Den katalavainei ti glossa mas (No need to whisper. He doesn't understand our language)," the man replied, making Varra's lips instantly form the letter O.

“I want you to make it look special today. However, don't overdo it. You know what I don't like?” adriano's pinta with an attitude and tone of speech, which was always calm as the waters of the lake washed away.

“Ow, you don't have to worry about it, Handsome,” Varra said while poking Adriano's chin with a very flirtatious attitude.

Meanwhile, Mia who was already preparing to sit in front of the mirror, only a small grimace looked at the scene. A smile on his lips. He was quite amused by the scene. Another case with Adriano, who feels more than that. The look in her eyes sparkled, when she saw the small smile on Mia's face.

“Already. You better get out of the room, 'cause it's girls' business. Ah, one more. What is the name of this beauty?” Varra again asked Adriano, who still had not taken his eyes off Mia.

“Mia,” replied Adriano saying the name deeply and soulfully, making Mia immediately return her gaze. For a moment, the eyes of the two clashed against each other. However, it was not long since Mia chose to give up. She turned her face away and turned back to face the makeup mirror before her.

An hour has passed. Adriano, who had appeared neatly dressed in a white shirt with two buttons on the top that was accidentally opened, repeatedly saw the watch on the left wrist. Occasionally, he also leaned against the outer wall of the room. Meanwhile, the door he had been guarding since, was still tightly closed.

Restless, Adriano waited for Mia to come out of the room. Until a while later, Varra finally appeared with a sweet smile that he offered to Adriano. “It's done, Handsome. Holy hooch! Your woman is really beautiful,” she said while re-picking Adriano's chin.

“Since my work is done, then I will go home now. There are still many affairs that I have to handle,” he continued while continuing to pass while waving with a gurgle.

“Thank you, Varra,” reply Adriano with radiant face. He rushed into the room. Adriano finds Mia standing glued to the mirror. The man was stunned to see Mia's appearance after being dressed.

The widow of Matteo de Luca, wearing a white backless dress limited to a calf, with a small string crossed at the back. The dress exposed Mia's beautiful back clearly. Meanwhile, his long brown hair, made a side braid with strands of hair that are left to fall, so it seems natural and not too formal.

Adriano walked closer. He stood behind Mia. The handsome man had not been able to distract him from the beautiful woman. The admiration was evident from the look in his eyes. “We're leaving now,” take Adriano slowly.

But Mia did not answer. The woman did not even show any expression. He just stood glued, staring at his reflection and Adriano from the reflection of the mirror before them.

“Why, Mia?” adriano looked at the woman who looked uncomfortable with herself.

“Then Theo is gone, it's the first time I've ever worn anything other than black. It feels very strange to me,” replied Mia shrieked. He then lowered his face. “No! I can't go with you!” Mia turned around and immediately stepped near the bed. She grabbed her black dress. Mia intends to change clothes in another room from that room.

However, Adriano immediately pulled Mia's wrist and gripped her very tightly. The man's gaze looked much sharper than usual. Adriano seemed to dislike Mia's decision to reject him.

“Let go of my hand!” Mia tried to let go of Adriano's hand. However, again he was not able to compensate for the man's power that was too big and strong. Mia can only grimace.

“Do not make my patience disappear, Florecita Mia!” adriano said with a very deep and firm voice emphasis, even though he spoke quite slowly. “I won't leave you alone here. I want to make sure you get back to Miabella. Besides, if you're not willing to follow what I'm saying and refuse to come, then don't blame me if I open up an old case you've buried and forgotten."

"I could've told everyone that you shot me and nearly killed me. Then, the husband and all the members of Klan de Luca who were involved in the incident that night, I can sue for all they have done to me!” An unequivocal threat from Adriano that sounds no kidding. The man's face looked very different. She was terrible in Mia's eyes.

However, it is not only the look on Adriano's face and manner of speaking that concern Mia. There was something that made him feel intrigued to ask. “Really? You really didn't say anything to anyone else about what happened that night?” ask her with a look that began to fade.

Adriano did not answer immediately. The man still glared at Mia. Without letting go of his embrace and the grip of his hand, Adriano replied still in the same manner of speech. “I don't talk to anyone but my sister, Valerie. It was also because he kept forcing. However, he had sworn not to open his mouth."

"What would happen to the Clan de Luca if it became known to many? All my men will attack there and tear it apart easily. Tigre Nero is a much larger organization than the one your late husband, Mia, once led. In addition, Tigre Nero also houses many small organizations scattered throughout Europe." A cynical smile full of satisfaction fell on Adriano's lips. Meanwhile, Mia was just silently glued to look at the man before her.

“I still have a lot of consideration to act, unlike Matteo de Luca who is easily carried away by emotions. I think about everything from various aspects and have to be really mature in making decisions. Not as rash as when you shot me three times. You don't know, when I was talking to your husband very well. I've released Matteo from the death that I should have given him. You came without saying anything and directly ...”

“Stop ... please ...” Tears trickled back at the corner of Mia's lips.

“You may not know if I'm the one who took Alex out and dumped the man's body as far as possible, so no one can find him. You don't want to ask why? The answer is, because Alex is the bastard who hit you, Mia!" Adriano's stern voice now trembled slightly. He was holding back the anger that kept trying to contain him with all his might.

Meanwhile, Mia who had been fighting Adriano's gaze, now chose to look down and hide her beautiful face.

A moment later, Adriano let go of Mia while snorting in annoyance. He just passed by from the room. Leaving Mia alone. Stuck with your face to the floor.

The circular watch on Adriano's left wrist, has been shown at ten-thirty. Meanwhile, the inauguration event will be held in about one and a half hours. Adriano returns to make his appearance. He was already preparing to leave for the helicopter runway.

“You're going now, Mister?” asked Orlin who saw the master had appeared neat, with a white shirt and coated with a gray blazer.

“Ya, Orlin,” Adriano replied briefly and without turning his head. He was busy replying to the messages that came to him.

“Then, how about that woman?” ask Orlin again.

Adriano did not have time to answer, a voice so soft interrupts their chatter. “I'm ready, Adriano. Let's go."

Instantly, Adriano looked over. Mia had been standing behind Orlin in a white dress earlier. He has also tidied up his appearance, so it looks much fresher.