The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Mia's Regret

Adriano rushed out of the study gallantly. A little while later, Pierre followed behind. They walked to the dining room. There, Mia had just tidied the table. Although there were many servants Adriano hired in his mansion, but did not make Mia become hesitant to do such light work.

Damiano and Miabella. Both are playing with fingers. Adriano immediately approached Mia who was standing near the table. He then helps Miabella to get out of her chair.

“I go first,” said the blue-eyed man as he kissed Mia's forehead, cheeks, and lips. Adriano then turned to Miabella. He also said goodbye to Damiano before leaving the mansion. It did not escape the observation of Pierre who continued to stand not far from Mia.

“What will we do first, Cake?” as usual, the cheerful Miabella kept jumping around while surrounding Damiano's body.

“As far as you go, son. However, you should not run around, because you just filled your little belly,” Damiano said as he rubbed the stomach of his favorite grandson, making Miabella laugh cheerfully.

“Alright, Cake. I want to read,” said Miabella, acting as if she had known the alphabet.

“Mr Adriano has built a reading room for Ms. Miabella. He said that the place was reserved for little miss, if later she had entered school age,” explained Pierre who had been silent and stood at the very back.

“Oh, yes? Why did I know about it, Pierre? Adriano never said anything to me,” said Mia with sparkling eyes.

“Maybe Mister wants to surprise you, Madam,” Pierre returned Mia's gaze flatly.

“Gosh, Adriano,” sighs Mia happy while shaking her head slowly. “Then, where is the reading room, Pierre?” she asked her husband's loyal aide.

“Let me show you, Madam. You want to come too, Mr Baresi?” tawar Pierre's. Damiano nodded slowly in response to the offer. A moment later, Pierre walked quickly ahead of Mia and Damiano. The blonde-haired man guided them towards the left wing of the spacious mansion. They passed through the hallway like it had just been built. “This left wing is a new building. It used to be just a grass field left empty. However, Mr. D'Angelo then decided to add a room,” explained Pierre. His steps then stopped at the entrance which was quite wide with ivory white door leaves.

Pierre opened the door wide. There was a large room with a wallpaper of flowers and butterflies. There is also a row of shelves that are not too high and filled with books. Each shelf is attached to each side of the wall. While in the middle of the room, there are several tables and small chairs. There are also some dolls and various toys that have been artistically arranged on the floor covered in cute rugs. Special pictures for girls.

“Gosh,” beautiful eyes Mia wide perfectly. So did Damiano who could not hide his amazement. Miabella also seemed very enthusiastic. The beautiful toddler took his grandfather by the hand, then took him to one of the shelves.

“I want a book about the princesses, Grandpa,” chattering cheerfully. Her tiny index finger leads to the top of the shelf.

“Alright, Son. I'll find it for you,” Damiano said with a radiant face. He seemed enthusiastic about choosing the book that Miabella wanted. Countless happy feelings filled Damiano's heart at that moment. Miabella is not wrong to think of Adriano as her real father.

While Mia is only able to stand glued while crossing her arms. Sometimes she rubbed her chest because she was touched by all the sweet treatment of her husband on her and Miabella. “I didn't expect that Adriano would go this far on us,” he murmured softly.

Instantly, Mia turned her head and turned towards him. He was completely shocked at Pierre's words, but Mia immediately hid the shock and tried to act ordinary. “What do you mean?” ask slowly while forcing to keep smiling.

Pierre did not answer immediately. He turned his gaze straight ahead, towards Miabella who was engrossed in listening to Damiano read a storybook to her. “I already know that Mr. D'Angelo has covered up the events of three years ago so closely. He disappeared for a few days, then appeared in a wound-filled state. Not once did he reveal who the perpetrator of the persecution was,” said Pierre later with a look of laughter.

“Mr D'Angelo didn't tell me. While in Ajaccio's central hospital, I kept urging him to talk. However, he was angry and forbade me to ask again. You don't even want me to know, even though I've known him since he was a teenager. He covered everything. Is that the love that Mr D'Angelo feels for you, ma'am?” Pierre looked deeply. A million regrets and disappointments appeared on the face of his face.

“Pierre, a-aku,” Mia sputtered. His eyes began to glaze over. “I plead guilty. I ... I .. at that time I thought that he was going to kill Theo, but it turns out I was wrong. I did sin against her, Pierre,” the beautiful woman sobbed softly. As much as possible he held back the crying so that Damiano or Miabella would not hear him. “I live in the grip of that sin, Pierre. Everything was still weighing on me even today," a soft and vibrating Mia voice rang out in Pierre's ears.

“Never hurt Mr. Adriano again, Mistress, or ...” The forty-year-old man did not continue his words.

“You don't need to remind me of that, Pierre,” Mia cut the man's sentence just like that. “I am his wife, although at first this was just a political marriage. But right now I love him so much. It doesn't begin when love grows to such a large extent. If there was anything I could do to make up for all that Adriano has given me, maybe my life is not enough,” Mia said full of sadness and regret.

Pierre stared at the wife of his master. It was obvious honesty and sincerity from the look in the woman's eyes. “What does that mean ...”

“I'll do anything for Adriano. I give everything I have only to him. I don't expect you to believe me, but this is exactly how I feel,” again, Mia interrupted Pierre's sentence just like that, making the green-eyed man silent a thousand languages.

However, there was one thing that intrigued Mia's heart. "If I may know, where did you get that news?" mia asked curiously.

"Bianca Alegra," Pierre replied after being silent for a while.

"Bianca?" repeat Mia slowly. The woman seemed to think. "If Adriano hadn't opened his mouth to you, I don't think he would have done it to anyone, including Bianca. Then, how could he know of the events that had already passed after such a long time?" thought Mia while scrunched her forehead.

"I don't know where he knows it from. If you want, then I can investigate it for you, Madam," Pierre bargained.

Mia turned her head and stared for a moment at the green-eyed man. He knew that Pierre had a very high loyalty towards Adriano. Does that mean the French man will also behave the same towards him? Mia then smiled a little.

"I didn't know that such bad and embarrassing news had spread to anyone's ears. If you don't mind doing it, then go ahead. Do it," said Mia softly.

"Because you asked me to cover up the incident from anyone, then I have to prevent and make sure that the bad news only stops enough in Bianca's ear," Pierre said firmly.