The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Broken Hearted's

"What's wrong? Why are you smiling at me like that?" ask Miabella. He was astonished by the attitude shown by Carlo before him. The man himself stood still. "Come, Carlo. Did you find a girl during retirement to be my personal bodyguard?" search for Miabella again.

"Not really, Miss. The plan is tomorrow I'll stop by the halfway house. I haven't been there in a long time. I heard Miranda was sick yesterday. I want to see him" said Carlo.

"Oh, then? Will daddy zio and my mom come back to Monaco? When are you going there yourself?" ask Miabella again.

"Okay, I don't know. One thing is for sure, Mr. Adriano said that he would get people to bring my clothes and other things here," the tattooed man explained, leaving Miabella stunned upon hearing that.

"You mean?" ask the long haired girl. His pair of gray eyes, seemed to imply something he wanted to reveal but he felt confused. However, the confusion eventually turned into a smile, as he saw Carlo nod with confidence. "Really?" ask again to convince.

"That's the latest decision from Mr. Adriano. As a good man, I'm just trying to keep whatever the orders are from him. Including when I was assigned to return to be your personal bodyguard" he explained.

"Oh my goodness!" Miabella surged in excitement. His reflexes immediately splashed into the man's arms with the checkered shirt's exterior. Miabella hugged Carlo tightly until her body was slightly raised. "It's unbelievable! I have to thank daddy zio!" he said so enthusiastically when he set foot back on the floor.

"Why are you so happy?" ask Carlo.

"You think for yourself" said Miabella. He again showed off his sweet smile, making Carlo not want to turn his attention to anything else. Carlo stared fixedly at the beautiful gray-eyed face. The man with the black hair then smiled wryly. He then moved his hand close to Miabella's cheek and intended to touch her.

While Miabella was only silent, when the back of the hand fingers of the man who is now his personal bodyguard again stuck there. Miabella even returned with a smile, as Carlo drew closer.

"Bella's." Adriano's heavy voice was clearly heard, making Carlo and Miabella equally aware. They then moved away from each other, as the blue-eyed man stepped in the direction where the two were.

"Master," greeted Carlo with his misbehavior.

Miabella soon mastered the situation. The girl held the father's arm while resting her head on his shoulder. "Thank you, Daddy Zio. I'm glad you've reinstated Carlo's office. After this, I promise I won't mess around anymore" said the spoiled Miabella.

"Can I hold on to your words, honey?" Adriano glanced at the princess. The man's voice and tone showed disbelief.

"of course. After this I will focus on all the business of the plantation. Moreover, Uncle Ricci will start moving next week. That means a big responsibility is waiting for me" Miabella replied confidently.

"alright. I held your word this time. If you're still acting, then be prepared to see Benigno's face every day near you" Adriano half-threatening with a very subtle style of language. However, it still makes Miabella want to protest strongly against the father.

But before he did, Adriano led him away. "We've been waiting at the dinner table" he said. "You're Carlo too. Join us." Adriano turned to Carlo who was still glued to his place.

Shortly after breakfast, the chairman Tigre Nero invited Carlo to talk while enjoying the sunlight. Marco was busy coordinating with some of his closest colleagues, to discuss an organization called Fedor. No matter how small the information he got, it would be very useful for the next investigation.

Adriano stepped side by side with Carlo who was slightly taller than himself. The conversation between the two of them begins with light things, then continues on the rescue mission Miabella and Romeo last night. Until that second, Carlo hadn't slept a minute.

"Have you seen the dagger I gave to Mr. Marco, sir?" ask Carlo then.

"Yes, I did" answered Adriano. "Krasnyy Volk's. In English it means Red Wolf (Red Wolf). It was as if I had heard that name. As I remember Alessandro's uncle once said, "Ecliano said again.

"Whether Red Wolf and Fedor are two different organizations or ...."

"That's what Marco and I are investigating," the father of two cut off again. "So, did you tell Miabella about what we talked about?" Adriano set his sights on Carlo. Tight and like a lot of question marks.

"Already, sir," replied Carlo quietly.

Adriano took a slow breath. He halted his steps, then looked at the sea of vine before him. "Either shall this plantation be in the hands of Miabella. Although this vast land is not mine, but I know that the de Luca family has worked very hard to maintain their consistency. So did Damiano who devoted his entire life in this place. I just hope that Miabella can be more responsible" said the chairman Tigre Nero.

"Yes, you know him well. You've been together since my daughter was five years old. If I didn't know your closeness, then I'd think you'd be in love with my daughter" Adriano said. The man's words made Carlo flinch, and immediately turned to his employer and foster father.

"Remember, Carlo. This is a task. You should be able to sort out and put boundaries between work and personal matters. I'm not going to forbid you from falling in love or anything more. However, I don't think so with my daughter." Slowly and quietly Adriano said at that time, but it sounded so firm and piercing in Carlo's deepest heart.

The man with the tattoo that filled most of his arms was silent for a while before finally nodding. "You don't have to worry about that, sir. I love miss very much. He's like my own brother. There's no way I'm falling in love with someone who's a brother, even if we're not blood. I think Miss Miabella was like that to me, too" Carlo replied, reassuring Adriano, even though there was some kind of major upheaval in her.

"It's good if you can understand it well. I don't want you to misunderstand me, Carlo. You're like my son. Mia always said that you were the boy she never had. I want you to take good care of Miabella. I'm putting him to you. Just like when he was three years in England." Adriano patted Carlo on the shoulder, before he passed from there.

While Carlo was still standing glued to the side of the rising summer sunshine. A stern warning to him from Adriano, something he should never violate at all. Carlo then turned his attention to the magnificent building of the Casa de Luca. Italy, now he returned to the beautiful country from abroad after many years.

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By late afternoon, Adriano and Mia were ready to return to Monaco. While Adriana looks fun standing near the opening set in a beautiful vineyard. Adriana is busy with her phone. He took some pictures as a memento before returning to Monaco.

"That's a shock" Romeo said as he walked over to the young girl.

"Hi, Romeo. Can you please take my picture?" Without waiting for an answer from Marco's eldest son, Adriana just thrust her phone. Inevitably, Romeo accepted and became an impromptu photographer.

Adriana is very beautiful and also photogenic. All of Romeo's work looks good. The young girl was so expressive and also looked sweet.

"How's it?" ask the sister of Miabella.

"good. Just look at yourself." Romeo returned the girl's phone. Adriana checked the photos.

"Well, you're talented as a photographer" the blue-eyed girl said with a big smile to Romeo.

"You are beautiful, so your face is friendly with the camera" Romeo replied, making Adriana smile sweetly. However, before long the girl's smile faded, when the voices of Mia and Adriano were heard there.

"Are you done, honey?" ask Mia.

"Already, Mom," said Adriana. "Where's brother?" the question is not to see the whereabouts of Miabella.

"So soon he'll be here" replied Mia. He turned his attention to Romeo. "Where's your sister?"

"Tobia is always busy with herself" Romeo said.

"Are you still going to be here or coming back to Palermo with your parents?" ask Adriano.

"I want to be here first, Uncle." Romeo turned to Adriano, then smiled wryly as Adriana's father approached him.

"Tell me, Romeo. How do you know the girl you met that night?" adriano sounded serious.

"We met through social media. Does Uncle suspect anything?" ask Romeo.

"I'll investigate it soon."