The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
The End of Party

Adriano and Arsen walked quietly, towards Dejan who was still busy chatting with Damiano. They act like nothing happened. Adriano's smile grew with the movement of his body that chose to sit beside Mia, then wrapped his hands on the shoulders of the wife. While Arsen immediately sat down and embraced the slender body of Olivia without hesitation. “What have we missed?” ask her so casually.

“Ah, no. I was just impressed by the hospitality of Italians like Mr. Damiano Baresi and also .…” Dejan paused his sentence, then glanced at Olivia and Mia. “Italian women are very beautiful and also charming,” he continued with a wide laugh.

“Yes you're right. I strongly agree with that,” timpal Arsena glanced at the wife, then blinked one eye. His attitude had made Olivia turn her face to cover up her shyness. A moment later, Arsen glanced at Adriano. His eyes filled with sign language that only the two men could tell. Adriano nodded faintly, along with Arsen who stood up again. “I asked for permission to walk around and chat with the guests at their respective desks. Don't go home yet, Dejan. I'd like to have a quick chat with you after the party is over,” the message. “Come, Honey,” Arsen switched on Olivia. He reached out to the young woman

The black and long haired girl immediately stood up and welcomed her husband's invitation. He also retorted out a hand that was immediately grasped by Arsen. The couple left Dejan between Adriano and Damiano. Back then, Miabella was seen several times yawning long. “Are you tired, honey?” asked Mia softly.

“I'm sleepy, Mom,” Miabella replied as she looked up and looked at her mother's face with my eyes.

“Go home first, Honey. Let my bodyguard take you,” Adriano pointed to one of the young men standing not far from the party location. He was an employee and keeper of his Greek nightclub. “Later I will follow,” Adriano said again smiling meaningfully.

“Daddy Zio and grandpa Damiano didn't come?” the toddler looked at Adriano and Damiano. It makes Adriano so nervous. He immediately kissed the cheek of the puffer Miabella.

“I still have to accompany Arsen's uncle, Principessa. Maybe Damiano's grandfather is willing to come with you,” Adriano replied as he looked at Damiano with a hopeful look.

“Bene, bene. After all, my waist already hurts,” Damiano relented. He complies with Miabella's request despite the fact that she still enjoys the party.

“Daddy Zio too, yes, Mom,” Miabella started sulking and forced Mia to help her seduce Adriano.

“I promise to catch up with you soon, as soon as Uncle Arsen comes back here,” Adriano leaned in and brought her face closer to Miabella.

“Appointment?” repeat the little girl while raising her little finger in front of Adriano's face. Seeing that, Damiano smiled bitterly. Miabella looks so affectionate and so dependent on Adriano

“I promise,” Adriano also links her pinkie, then laughs. “Beware, Damiano, the road is a little steep,” the message as Damiano and Mia walk towards Adriano's attendants.

“I'm waiting for an appointment from Daddy Zio!” miabella shouted after reaching the distance.

While Adriano only responded with a slow coil, then sat back in front of Dejan. “So, where are you domiciled?” he tried to make small talk.

“Not anywhere. I always move around, depending on my boss,” Dejan replied. A warm smile could not be separated from his face.

“Nenad, do you mean?” ask Adriano.

“Ya, right. I only serve one boss, namely Nenad Ljudevit,” Dejan's voice at that time was quite loud. Adriano's a little worried about Don Vargas hearing that. However, when he secretly turned his head towards Juan Pablo's employer, the man still seemed to be engrossed in talking with Arsen and Olivia. Juan Pablo was the one who caught Adriano looking at him.

Immediately, Adriano threw away her face and continued her light conversation with Dejan. No time passed and one by one the invited guests said goodbye, not least Don Vargas and Juan Pablo.

“See you again in Monaco, Mr. D’Angelo,” said goodbye to the white-haired man while greeting Adriano's hand, followed by Juan Pablo. His gray brown eyes glanced around, then back at Adriano.

“Where is the mistress?” tanyakanya.

Adriano chuckled softly before replying. “My wife is home. Let me represent his handshake,” Adriano reached out and greeted Juan Pablo again.

The atmosphere became a little awkward at that moment. Juan Pablo's face suddenly turned much colder than before. “Alright, then. We'll excuse you,” Don Vargas said breaking the silence that lasted for a while.

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Time is approaching night. The lights have been lit. Some party organizers who were deliberately hired by Arsen, seemed to tidy up the location. Similarly, both parents Arsen and Olivia who had first returned home. Arsen also tells her to take Olivia home. However, Dejan did not seem to want to leave the place.

“You don't want to go home?” ask Adriano astonishment.

“Ah, no. I want to enjoy the view here. After all, my inn didn't go far. The distance is only about ten minutes,” Dejan replied.

“Not bother, Sir,” reject Dejan smooth.

“I don't feel bothered at all. You like drinking? I'll treat you to my nightclub,” Adriano is not desperate.

“You have a nightclub?” Dejan is interested.

“Ya,” replied Adriano briefly.

“It looks like fun,” murmured Dejan. His face seemed to weigh in.

“Come, not far from here,” half forcefully, Adriano pulled Dejan's arm and grabbed the big tall man. While chatting, he invites Dejan past the descent. The width of the road they passed was only enough for two people. While to the left are steep cliffs that directly jutted into the sea. While the right is a small alley to residential residents.

“Is your club far away, Mister?” dejan asked after a long time they walked.

“A little more,” Adriano smiled faintly, then deliberately turned into a dead-end alley.

“Hey, aren't you going the wrong way?” Dejan began to be astonished and suspicious.

“Of course not,” Adriano turned towards Dejan who was behind him. He then pulled the collar of the man's shirt and pushed until his back stuck to the wall of the alley.

“What are you doing, asshole!” Dejan tried to rebel. Adriano's movements are too fast, making him not have time to dodge. As much as he tried to escape from the clutches of Adriano's hand that pressed firmly against his neck. But Adriano's energy he felt so strong.

“My advice, do not move much or you will run out of oxygen,” Adriano said with emphasis while smiling cynically.

“What do you want, Damn it?” dejan's Umpat. He intended to move his right leg to kick Adriano's groin. However, the head of the Tigre Nero clan was already anticipating by stepping firmly on Dejan's instep. While the other leg moved quickly hit the man's vital organs.

The tall man was screaming in pain. Not stopping there, Adriano released his grip, then hit Dejan's hands and stomach blindly. So loud was Adriano's punch, that there were bone cracks in Dejan's right and left hands. He did not have time to retaliate, when Adriano again launched an attack. This time, two kicks aimed at Dejan's right and left legs until the man fell down. In a downturned position, Adriano stomped on the back of his head. “Tell me, where is Nenad?” tanyakanya. The intonation sounded extremely cold and terrifying.

“You're a fool to think that I'll tell you!” dejan replied in a mocking tone. Breathing violently.

“So so, yes?” Adriano grinned and further strengthened his incision. “Many important nerves in the back of the head and neck. If I damage this part, you may not die immediately, but you will be paralyzed. Your body becomes useless. I feel a sense of doubt. If you're in that condition, will Nenad still hire you? It's not impossible that you'll be a burden to Nenad. I'm sure that person will definitely throw you away,”.

“Bad you!” Dejan looked up and tried to get up, but Adrian's legs first stopped the man's action. He stepped on Dejan with all his might. The man's face slammed and hit the asphalt. Blood began to pour from Dejan's nostrils and ears.

“You have no choice,” Adriano getting stronger pressing his foot to the nape of Dejan.

“Stop! I can't breathe,” Dejan's voice starts to weaken.

“Then, tell me,” urges Adriano. The beautiful parasites look cold and cruel.

“Search him in Black Tower, Zlatibor,” reply Dejan in the end.

“Zlatibor? Where is it?”

“Serbia,” Dejan replied with gasps.

A satisfied smile fell on Adriano's handsome face. “Thank you, Dejan. You're so good,” he said before stomping the leg so hard that the man's neck was broken. Shortly thereafter, Adriano reached into his cell phone and contacted one of the bodyguards.

“Chris, bring your men here and clean up the mess I've caused. Now too! I sent you the location,” without a load, Adriano ended the call, then walked closer to one side of the alley and leaned in there.

While waiting for his men to come, Adriano turned his head to the sky and began to be carried away by daydreams. “A little more, Mia. A little more,” murmured slowly.