The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
A Choice's

Coco smiled as she looked at Francesca. The sharp highlight and cold expression that the girl showed, showed something that Coco believed to be a feeling of jealousy. Of course he likes it a lot. However, soon the brown-eyed man turned his attention to Monique who was still sitting quietly and gracefully next to him. "Oh yeah, pretty. I hope you stay a little longer in Italy. In this country there are so many interesting things that you can see and also enjoy" he said without responding to Francesca's remarks.

"You didn't hear what I said, Ricci?" francecsa said again still with his tone that still sounds ketus.

"Later on. Anyway, you see for yourself now I'm receiving guests. It would be rude to let Ms. Manduzic wait for me to be wiped," said Coco, looking at Francesca who was looking at her and Monique intently.

Francesca seemed to be trying to contain all the anger that had been in the crown and wanted to be overflowing immediately.

"alright. Please continue," replied the hazel-eyed girl. He turned around and passed from there. Francesca leaves Coco alone with Monique.

After Francesca's death, Coco's facial features changed. He was silent and looked pondering. Every now and then, the man breathed a sigh full of complaints. Coco's change of attitude certainly can not be separated from the attention of Monique. The red-haired girl approached Coco. "You don't want to go after your girlfriend?" tanyakanya. "She looks so jealous of me" said the woman again.

"Our relationship is not okay" Coco replied. "For the first time I had trouble controlling a woman."

"Why do you want to control your lover, Ricci?" ask Monique again.

"Because I have trouble dealing with it," Coco replied flatly.

"Have you not been in a relationship for a long time? It sounds so awkward when you say something like that. However, I always hope for the best for you, even though deep down I wish for you to part" Monique joked lightly.

Instantly Coco let out a crisp laugh upon hearing that. The curly-haired man shook his head softly in response to Monique's extremely honest-sounding speech. "You speak for what you are. I like that," Coco replied. "One day, I'm sure you'll find the best mate. You deserve that" Coco said sincerely.

Monique only laughed when she heard it. The crazy girl did not seem to take Coco seriously. "To be able to escape from Nenad's confines alone is already a miracle in my life. I'm tired of having to keep serving his depraved lust. He's a maniac. Know it? He once forced me to make love to him more than five times a day. Absolutely crazy," grumbled Monique.

"God. Does that guy have no other job?" ask Coco wonder.

"What else does he do but sit and raise his feet to the table. After that, he will give orders to all his men who are monitored in the surveillance cameras. Nenad will yell and not hesitate to slap those who do wrong, when in fact he will not be able to fight if they attack him back. But that's the power of money, Ricci. A great nominal can buy the soul of anyone in this world, no exception to me," Monique smiled bitterly for a moment. "I must admit that working for Nenad made me live in luxury. He took me from the lab and moved me into his room ...." The red-haired young lady did not continue her words. The gaze that had been fixed on Coco from the beginning, now turned to Matteo's portrait on the wall of the living room. Monique's view was glaring for a while.

Meanwhile Coco, started thinking about the words of the woman next to her. He kept recording all the information about Nenad Ljudevit, including the name of the place Monique mentioned earlier.

They both fell silent and dissolved in each other's minds, until finally the idea of Monique returned to him. The red-haired young lady corrected the sitting position. She also tidied up the skirt and blazer blazer she wore. Monique then grabbed the bag she had placed on the table. It seems that Nenad's former assistant is about to leave. "I'd better just go. After all, you should immediately pursue your jealous lover," Monique said as she moved from her seat.

"Where are you going after this?" ask Coco to stand up.

"I still have a few days left in Italy. I'll use the rest of that time to go around and find something that will impress me. Actually, it would have been much more fun if you could have accompanied me, but .. that's it," Monique ended her speech with a small smile.

"You know I can't" Coco replied with a smile. The man looks very sincere to a Miljana Manduzic aka Monique.

"Yes, I can understand it. See you soon, Ricci," Monique brought her face closer. He intends to kiss Coco's lips. However, immediately the curly-haired man turned his face away, so that the red-haired burgundy's lips only landed on his cheek. "Oh ..." lamented Monique with a disappointed look.

"Should I expect you to go to the hospital again, Ricci?" reply Monique put on a pouting face. However, before long he immediately laughed amusedly. Some later, the red-haired woman finally said goodbye and left Casa de Luca, with a taxi waiting for her in the courtyard.

After Monique's death, Coco rushes to the room occupied by Francesca. When the man opened the door, he found the lover was packing his belongings into a suitcase. The hazel-eyed girl also appeared to be crying quietly again.

"Where are you going?" asked Coco who was already standing not far from Francesca.

Mia's step-sister did not immediately answer. He didn't even care about the man who was watching him. Francesca just kept packing all her stuff until it was done. After that, he dropped the suitcase from the bed. Francesca asked to get out of the room.

However, before Francesca could make her way to the door, Coco had already prevented her from doing so. She blocked the girl's arm until Francesca turned her head and looked at her sharply with a pair of eyes that were wet and also reddened from crying too much.

"Don't stop me from leaving, Ricci. My presence here will only make you disturbed" Francesca said. The longer, the more his eyes softened. "Let me go and you're free to do anything" the girl continued softly.

Hearing Francesca's words, Coco fell silent. Slowly, he removed his check from the arm of the girl of his late stature. Coco stood stunned as Francesca began to step near the door. However, before the girl could turn her handle, the curly-haired man opened his voice firmly. "Once you step out of this room, it means you're gonna lose me forever."

Francecsa immediately stopped the movement of her hand. The girl was stunned for a moment. She didn't seem to want to turn her head, as Coco walked over to her. However, after a while later, Francesca ventured to look at the man who was already next to her.

Coco was kneeling before the hazel-eyed girl. He grabbed Francesca's flick fingers, then grabbed her. "If you refuse me now, then I swear I will never ask you again. Please make a decision that you think is the best thing for you and me."

Francesca was speechless looking at the handsome man she loved so much. Selfishness and ambition too great, has made him ignore all the love and beautiful expectations of the owner of the brown eye. Undeniably, the deep feelings she had for Coco never changed. However, all this time he enjoyed all the attitudes of the lover, who seemed so indulgent and allowed himself with everything he wanted.

"Ricci, you ...." Francesca was unable to continue her words.

"Marry me or go away and stay away for good" Coco gave Francesca an easy choice.

Release the left hand that is holding the handle of the suitcase. Francesca immediately helped the curly-haired man to get up. After that, he held her tight. "Is this your answer, Francy?" whispered Coco while hugging tightly Francesca who was spilling her tears freely.

"I'm sorry for all my stupidity, Ricci. Sorry for making you wait for me for so many years," the hazel-eyed girl said softly.

"I'm also sorry for all your disappointment with me" Coco replied. She then kissed Francesca's forehead gently and feelingly, while breaking her embrace.

"You have so much!" Francesca hit Coco's arm in annoyance. While the curly-haired man only responded with an amused chuckle. "What do you mean kiss the redhead?" nagging Francesca again.

"I'm just a fad, Francy," replied Coco lightly.

"Suffles you say?" The girl widened her eyes as she turned to her waist. "Then, then it means I can also do a prank on Dante or Serafino," Francesca exasperated.

"Hey, just look if you dare to do it. I'll keep you locked up for life in the room, then tie your hands and feet together in bed" Coco replied in a stern manner.