The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Lost Records

Adriano looked over with the gun still in his hand. It certainly made Christiabel immediately move back with a look of fear. Soon, the dark-haired handsome man in the neat suit kept his gun back behind his back. "What are you doing here, Belle?" adriano asked in amazement at the gaze he was circulating at every corner of the room.

"Aren't you the one who asked me to come here?" Christiabel asked back.

Adriano was silent for a moment. He seems to be digesting something. A moment later, the beautiful man smiled slightly. "So so apparently," muttered the chairman Tigre Nero. He then took a slow breath. "Did Jacob tell you to come here?" ask Adriano then.

"Yes. He came to the boutique to deliver a message from you. Aren't you close friends?" ask Christiabel again who is starting to look uncomfortable. The beautiful hope that had been present because of the invitation to meet from Adriano, was not in accordance with his shadow.

"Yes, of course. We are friends" said Adriano calmly as he laughed softly. "However, Jacob is typical of people who like to do prank. He often does things like this. You take it easy, I will reprimand her sometime seriously. Sometimes his ignorant attitude is indeed very outrageous," said Adriano who still shows a look and calm attitude, as if it was all just a joke.

Adriano then walked to the door. He tried to turn the handle open. However, for some reason because the door seems to be locked automatically. Adriano was silent for a moment while squinting his eyes. "Look at you, Jacob," murmured Adriano softly. A threat that he will certainly prove when he can catch the annoying figure.

"You see?" Adriano turned his back while smiling in a knot to Christiabel who was still standing sculpting.

"Don't worry. Soon the door will open soon" Adriano said.

The handsome man then reached into the cell phone from inside the pocket of the suit he was wearing. His intention was to contact the loyal aide who was in another room. However, Adriano was silent when he found that his phone could not pick up the signal at all. The man then touched the base of his nose. Inwardly, he wanted to immediately come face to face with Jacob and finish him mercilessly. However, the chairman Tigre Nero still trying to look ordinary.

The pace of Adriano's heels was heard quite clearly in the quiet room. He decided to sit down with his attitude that always looked full of dignity. As usual, Adriano put his right foot over his left thigh.

"What's up, Adriano? Is there a serious problem?" ask Christiabel who looks worried.

"No. Nothing serious" answered Adriano calmly.

"Then, what are we going to do now?" ask the beautiful woman again.

"Sitting quietly while waiting for Jacob to end his mess," Adriano replied again. He looked at Christiabel for a moment. The woman always looks beautiful and charming. However, all the beauty that is in Christiabel, does not make Adriano forget that he already has a Mia.

Christiabel himself looked wrong at the time. Every now and then the beautiful haired woman stole a glance at the handsome figure who was sitting with a straight forward gaze. Adriano didn't look at him at all. "You look so handsome, Adriano," the boutique owner said.

"Thank you" Adriano replied. He turned his head while smiling a little, to the beautiful woman sitting on the sofa not far from where he was. Adriano did not return the compliment. He chose to circulate a glance around the room, trying to find something his men might have missed while examining the room.

"How's Mia doing?" asked Christiabel again trying to make small talk. He just wanted to get rid of the awkwardness that plagued his feelings back then. After all, his heart was beating twice as fast as being in one room with the man who had all this time left a deep impression in his heart.

"Very good. Mia is in Italy. His sister will be getting married early next month" Adriano said, smiling calmly, despite the anger that was already piling up in his chest. He promised to skin the man named Jacob alive. Giving it to the Camaro would probably be an exciting spectacle, Adriano thought with a cynical smile.

While Christiabel who often chose to bow her face, looked back at the beautiful man who had always been satisfied in bed. "I congratulate you. Give my regards to Mia," he said later. However, before long Christiabel looked stunned as she gave her lips.

"That's impossible, Belle. Sorry, I can't say hello from you, because it means suicide" Adriano said, subtly rejecting Christiabel.

The beautiful woman who owned the boutique laughed softly. "Yes, you're right. I forgot about that. Mia looks so jealous of me, and you look so in love with her."

Silence came and took both. Adriano dissolves into a mind that continues to focus on Jacob. While Christiabel did not know what to say, because Adriano did not respond too much to his words. The man seemed to keep his distance, and no longer wanted to build a familiarity that was too intimate as before.

The silence continued for a while. Adriano is still in his position. He didn't get off the couch at all. Christiabel seemed uncomfortable. The woman chose to go by the window and look out, at the night atmosphere of Monte Carlo.

"A very beautiful atmosphere. We used to spend it together. Do you remember when we both sat in the park late at night?" Christiabel smiled faintly with a distant glare. Relation floated a few years ago, remembering the moments of sweet togetherness between himself and Adriano.

"Time passes. The world also rotates. The clock continues to move. If they are silent, then that means there is no more life. I kept going, Belle," said Adriano in response to Christiabel's words. "Everything I've been through in the past, is still well preserved in memory. However, I do not intend to open it again, because the contents of my head are now filled with beautiful stories about my wife and daughter," said the man with flat intonation.

"Yes. You are lucky to have found someone who makes you feel meaningful and can leave the past and look to the future. While I'm ...." Christiabel did not continue his words, for he saw Adriano rising from his seat and immediately towards the door. Adriano again tried to turn the handle. He also appears to be putting ears on the door.

"Sir, are you still inside?" there was Pierre's cry from outside the room, making Adriano move the handle of the door quite tight. "Sir, what's going on?" Pierre knocked on the door again. While Adriano kept moving his grip. Suddenly, the door opened. Pierre was standing there. "What's going on, sir?" he asked when he saw the look on Adriano's face that looked strange.

Adriano did not answer immediately. However, Pierre did not ask much more, especially when Christiabel came to them. "Thankfully, it finally opened as well" said the beautiful woman relieved. "How are you, Pierre. Long time no see" said Christiabel who then turned his attention to the green-eyed man.

"My news is very good, Miss Cantona," Pierre replied, nodding politely.

"Did you bring your own vehicle, Belle?" ask Adriano then.

"No. Your friend said you'd take me home" Christiabel replied softly.

"Find him a cab. After that, meet me immediately" Adriano ordered Pierre, before he went to the room he had ordered.

"Okay, sir," said Pierre. He then invited Christiabel to walk first leaving the room.

Meanwhile Adriano immediately took off the suit and threw it just like that on the bed. He paced back and forth with his hands clenched perfectly until Pierre returned.

"Miss Cantona is home, sir," he reported. He then walked closer to Adriano who was then moving near the glass window while looking outside. "Why is Miss Cantona in the same room as you, sir?" asked Pierre curiously.

"Jacob told him to come. He invited Christiabel on my behalf. Damn you!" adriano then clenched his hands in anger. A moment later, Adriano fell silent and seemed to think of something. "Come to the hotel's security watchdog and request CCTV footage from them" Adriano ordered.

"Well, sir," said Pierre without much objection or questioning. He rushed out of the room. While Adriano again checked the monitor screen, and had a little chat with his men who were in charge of watching there. However, the man did not see the slightest suspicious movement.

Adriano doesn't talk much anymore. He sat down while smoking a cigarette he just started. The feeling of the handsome man was completely unfazed at that moment, waiting for Pierre to come back with what he asked for.

A moment passed, finally the person he was waiting for appeared. "How's it?" ask Adriano.

"The footage is gone, sir," Pierre reported.