The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Badly Lost

Adriano, who was aware of Juan Pablo's attitude, got closer and closer to Mia's slender waist. He also rubbed gently on his wife's smooth back, so Mia immediately reacted. The beautiful woman with a high hemisphere dress on the bottom turned for a moment to the husband. He also seemed to whisper something that made Adriano smile calmly, then looked at him meaningfully. Something that did not escape the attention of Juan Pablo at that time. The Latin man was willing to distract him from Mia.

But that didn't last long. A moment later, Juan Pablo again turned his gaze to the beautiful figure that had caught his attention.

"Show your greatness, Don Vargas," said one of the men from Latin America.

"Oh, of course. I would like to immediately show off my skills to Mr. D'Angelo" Don Vargas said with a confident laugh.

“I can't wait to see this fight either. However, before that I send you Mr and Mrs D'Angelo to enjoy the drinks and dishes that have been available,” between Juan Pablo. Along with that, came a waiter carrying a tray containing several luxurious champagne glasses. Deftly, Juan Pablo grabbed two glasses and gave them to Adriano as well as Mia.

Mia glanced at Adriano first before receiving the crystal glass containing the expensive champagne. After Adriano nodded, then he dared to take the glass that had been thrust by Juan Pablo. The tips of the fingers of the two accidentally touched each other, making the face of the cold and never smiling man blush instantly. Juan Pablo seemed misbehaved just because of that little thing.

Adriano who saw the scene earlier, again had to withstand the growing jealousy. However, He covered her with a calm and charming smile. “My wife is not used to drinking alcohol. I hope you don't offer him any more, Mr. Herrera,” Adriano said with a faint smile.

“I will remember that, Mr. D’Angelo,” said Juan Pablo with a slightly surprised mimic.

“Come on, I'm already impatient,” ask Don Vargas again who immediately wrapped his hand on Adriano's shoulder. He directed the well-built man to a row of game tables that were still in one room with a party. Among these, there are poker tables, Baccharat, Big Six Whels and roulette tables, Adriano's favorite game of course.

“Look at your husband in action Mia,” Adriano whispered as he placed himself in front of the roulette table, having previously helped Mia to sit next to him. Holding a champagne glass, Mia kept watching Adriano and the men who were getting late and engrossed in the game. He occasionally sipped a drink in the crystal glass he had been holding. The men race to mention a number as a bet. They also prepared a pile of large-shaped coins made of thick plastic.

The beautiful woman was quite stunned as she tasted the champagne that tasted so sweet. Although included in alcoholic beverages, but the aroma is not at all strong, with a taste that is not bitter. It was unlike any other alcoholic drink Mia had ever tried. Felt good, the woman took another sip of champagne again and again.

“Don't be too fast in drinking champagne, Mistress. This drink is designed to be enjoyed slowly. Moreover, you are not used to consuming liquor before,” said Juan Pablo who turned out to stand behind Mia.

Mia immediately looked up and looked up. Her beautiful face began to turn red naturally, due to the influence of alcohol that began to seep into the blood. “It feels so good, Sir,” Mia grimaced, then stood up.

“Mia, where are you going?” adriano's hand held the wife's arm, preventing her from leaving.

“Sampanyaku. I want to take it again,” answered Mia innocently.

“Let me take it,” without waiting for approval from Mia, Juan Pablo immediately flicked his finger at one of the servants. A young woman approached them. He bowed and listened intently to Juan Pablo. A moment later, the young woman passed.

Not long after, the waiter came with several colleagues while carrying trays and trolleys containing various dishes. Juan Pablo took one glass and gave it to Mia.

“Thank you. You are very kind,” said Mia with her sweet smile. He sat down next to Adriano and sipped his champagne again. A moment later, Mia leaned on Adriano so that her chest stuck to the man's arm, making Adriano instantly lose concentration when a bookie asked her to name a number.

“Master D’Angelo,” the city until it has to repeat the question.

“Ah, I'm sorry,” Adriano's feelings get worse as Mia gets closer. The beautiful woman also rested her chin on the shoulder of the husband. The scent of parfume emanated from Mia's body, making Adriano even more unable to focus on the game. However, as much as possible he had to restore his concentration.

“I chose the inside bet,” Adriano scooped some coins. He then mentions a number and puts some of the coins in the number in question.

“Please throw the ball again,” Adriano's pinta at the city.

“Good, Sir,” the city complies with Adriano's request. He threw a small silver ball onto the spinning wheel.

“According to your guess, Sir,” said the bookie who was immediately greeted by the applause of Don Vargas. The man with gray hair handed Adriano his coins.

“I still haven't given up! Put again the stakes,” Don Vargas pushes the pile of coins he has. The mountained coin had now moved to the center of the table.

“I ...,” Adriano's sentence was forced to pause when Mia's stained fingers rubbed her beard gently. He glanced at the beautiful woman next to him for a moment.

“You will interrupt the game Mr. D’Angelo, Madam. A little away from your husband,” Juan Pablo leaned over and whispered to Mia. He also dared to touch the shoulder of Adriano's wife, then pulled her back gently.

It was inconceivable how hot Adriano's heart was to see that. “Don't tell my wife to stay away, Mr. Herrera. I'm not that weak. He doesn't bother me at all,” he said with an emphasis-filled intonation.

“Ah, okay. I'm sorry, Sir. I'm just trying to make you all comfortable,” Juan Pablo's pretext with a cold and sharp look, as if to challenge Adriano.

“I told you that he was my good luck charm,” shamelessly, Adriano grabbed Mia's chin then kissed the burgundy's lips with passion. Once satisfied, he released his link and returned to focus on the roulette table. Everyone, not least Don Vargas was fixated on seeing Adriano's attitude at that time. Jealousy has made Adriano seem to lose control in him.

Replying to Don Vargas' previous challenge, Adriano also pushed a pile of coins into the middle of the table while mentioning a few numbers. The dealer nodded, then threw a small ball into the spinning wheel. The ball stopped at a number not far from the one Adriano had mentioned.

“You did it again, Sir,” the dealer scooped up all the coins in the middle of the table, then handed them to the chairman Tigre Nero.

“Yes, geez. It's unbelievable,” Don Vargas is resting and ruffling his white hair.

“We lost badly,” said one of Don Vargas' colleagues. The gloomy faces lasted only a few minutes, then changed again to laughter as Adriano offered to continue the game.

As Mia grew bored, she turned to Juan Pablo and raised her empty glass. “I want more,” the door is half whispered.

Without saying much, Juan Pablo immediately took a glass on the tray and gave it to Mia.

“You're getting drunk, Mistress. Don't drink too fast and too much,” Juan Pablo's advice. Now the man approached himself and sat down at Mia's side. His face was also near Mia's face, making Adriano immediately stand with a sharp gaze and clenched hands.

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