The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Silent Revenge's

“Don't let go of your grip, Principessa,” Adriano directs Miabella's tiny hand to grip the trousers she's wearing tightly, while she carries an unconscious Mia. Adriano did not care though at that time they had become the center of attention of other night market visitors. He also did not want to chase or find out who the mysterious male figure that had been caught by his eyes. Adriano's focus at that time was only on Mia lying helpless on the grassy ground in a semi-conscious state

Arriving at the parking lot, Adriano opened the car door and laid Mia's body in the back seat.

“Daddy Zio, my mom why?” asked Miabella who still did not stop crying, because she was worried about the state of the mother.

“Your mother is okay, dear. We will take him home soon,” as much as possible Adriano was calm in front of the princess, he continued, although in the chest of the man there was a huge rumble over the incident.

After tying his seatbelt to Miabella, Adriano drove his vehicle at high speed until he reached the front yard of Casa de Luca. Patently he helped the little girl get out of the car. After that, Adriano carried Mia's body and brought the unconscious woman into the room. While Miabella still continues to follow in the footsteps of his father, he continued with sobbing.

“What is this, Son?” Damiano was going to his room. However, he had to undo the intention of passing with Adriano who looked upset. The old man then helped open the door to the room occupied by Mia and Adriano while in Casa de Luca.

“My mom is sick, Grandpa,” said Miabella before Adriano had time to answer Damiano's question. The man first laid Mia on the bed and took off her shoes. Adriano then sat down beside the bed while continuing to pat Mia's cheek until she woke up.

Miabella, who saw her mother growling, immediately jumped on the bed and sat down beside Mia. “Mother,” whining while rubbing her wet eyes.

“Bella,” Mia's weak hand is outstretched, rubbing the princess's puffed cheeks. He then smiled at Damiano who was standing not far from the bed. The old man looked so worried. “Adriano,” Mia turned her eyes to her husband. “I'm fine,” he said in order to calm the blue-eyed man's feelings.

“What happened, dear? Why are you staying away from us?” adriano's soft tone of speech while stroking Mia's cheek.

“Iya, Mother. Why did Mom stay away? Don't you like cotton candy?” miabella asked innocently, making Mia unable to help but laugh.

“No, Darling,” Mia shook her head weakly. “There are too many people, so mother lost,” replied the brunette.

“Can you explain to me what happened to Mia, Adriano?” Damiano who had just shaken and listened to the conversation of the three of them, finally opened his voice.

“Someone tried to kidnap Mia, Damiano. I don't know what the goal is,” explained Adriano full of regrets. He should not be careless for a second to look after the wife he loves teramat.

“Gosh,” Damiano walked around the bed, then stood next to Adriano. “Who about the culprit, Nak?” ask the man again.

“I still don't know, Damiano. However, I promise you I will soon find that person as soon as possible,” Adriano said. His blue eyes flashed again full of anger when he remembered the incident earlier.

“I want to sleep near mom,” Miabella said suddenly. While occasionally sobbing, she lay down beside Mia and wrapped her hands around her neck tightly.

“Of course, darling,” Mia turned to Miabella while hugging her little daughter back.

“Alright, you guys rest first. I'll be in the room if you need anything, son,” Damiano said, patting Adriano on the shoulder.

“Thank you, Damiano.”

After Damiano died, Adriano was still sitting on the edge of the bed. His hesitation drifted a few days back as he charged towards the Black Tower. His thoughts then continue on the case of Don Vargas' death while searching for the whereabouts of Nenad. “Lionel,” murmured slowly. “It's definitely Lionel, Mia,” Adriano got up from her seat. He seemed to be leaving the room.

“Already, Adriano. You see for yourself that I'm fine,” prevent Mia. Trouble with his head still feeling heavy, he tried to sit down.

“For now you may still be fine, Mia. However, can you guarantee that the same incident will not happen again in the future? Moreover, I am not always beside you,” reply Adriano while staring fixedly at his beloved wife.

“Already. You just rest first. Don't worry, Mia. Didn't I promise not to harm myself?” Adriano was forced to go back to his wife and gently kissed the woman's lips.

“Me too, Daddy Zio. Kiss me,” ask the little girl when she sees her parents kissing each other.

“Bene, darling,” Adriano chuckles, then kisses the pretty toddler's forehead and cheeks. Not to forget he also pinched both of Miabella's cheeks with anxiety.

“I'll be in the workspace. You sleep,” painstakingly, Adriano covers the mother and the child. “No rebuttal!” adriano's index finger lifted as Mia was about to say something.

“Buona notte, i miei angeli (my bidadaru),” Adriano said before turning off the lights and closing the room door. His steps rushed towards the workspace of the late Matteo.

Arriving there, Adriano opened the door of the room slowly, then turned on the lights. The office has remained unchanged since the last time he saw her. Although the servants were never absent from cleaning the place, but not a single item moved let alone lost from its place.

Adriano walked in and went around the desk. There are photos of Matteo's wedding with Mia, as well as photos of Matteo's parents who seemed to be welcoming him. The handsome man smiled faintly, then sat himself in the chair.

He then reached into the cell phone from his pants pocket. He selected one of the hundreds of contact numbers in the memory storage of his phone. Adriano directs the cursor at the number belonging to detective Ignazio Ranieri. Long enough he waited until the young detective answered the call from him.

“Pronto,” heard the greeting of detective Ignazio from across there. “What's up, Mr D’Angelo?” tanyanya.

“Someone tried to kidnap my wife a moment ago,” Adriano replied without further ado. “I think it was Lionel, one of the hit men who worked for Nenad Ljudevit,” he explained.

“I also found nothing in the Black Tower other than the bodies of unknown people and abandoned drug and weapons factories, Mr. D’Angelo. There is no figure of Nenad or Lionel that you just mentioned,” Detective Ignazio said,

“but I keep looking for both names in the data center. Nenad Ljudevit is famous in the black world of America. In my opinion, it would be very easy to find it if armed with photos and names. However, it seems there is a figure who deliberately hid Nenad very well, so it is not easily found by the police,” continued the detective earlier.

“The figure is definitely Lionel,” Adriano said. “Ah, yes, I tell you that Lionel is not your real name. Maybe you can start a search in the data center under the name ‘Melker Eidef Kielman’," advises Adriano.

“Alright, I've already noted. If there are any further developments, then I will inform you soon,” detective Ignazio closed before ending their conversation.

Adriano was stunned for a while there while playing the phone he held. The man then got up from the chair and stood by the window of the room leading to the estate. “Do you want to avenge our raid on that day, Lionel?” Adriano muttered to himself as he continued to think.

“If so, then be prepared. You haven't seen how much power and power I have,” Adriano's handsome face looks grinning. "How strong are you? You're just a man who lives for money, and I'm not afraid."