The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Being Sulky

Miabella smiled wryly upon hearing Carlo's reply. However, for some reason he did not feel happy, even though in reality Carlo would prove what he said. "You want to make me look selfish, Carlo?" ask Miabella.

"Why should you feel that way?" Carlo asked back. "I've been looking after you since I was a kid, miss. Until my age, I devoted most of my time to following wherever you went. I've never thought of anything else, other than making sure you're always safe and comfortable. However, whether tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or a few weeks, months, and years later. That's when my job is done to be with you" Carlo said.

"I'm sure that Mr. Adriano must already have a picture, what kind of man he will trust to be able to take care of his favorite daughter," said Carlo again.

"If that moment really came into my life ... then .. then what would you do? Are you also going to find another woman like Delana?" Again, Miabella mentioned that name.

Carlo laughed out loud at the question. In the end, he decided not to smoke. Carlo breathed out slowly. He then took a cup of rose petals gelato, then scooped it. The first bribe, Carlo gave to Miabella. "You've ordered this, so inevitably it has to be spent" he said as a spoonful of gelato was near the girl's mouth.

However, Miabella remained silent for a while. He did not also give a response, before Carlo actually attached the spoon earlier so as to make him feel uncomfortable. Miabella was forced to open her mouth and eat the food.

"I don't know what I'm going to do in the future. Right now, I just want to do my job well to make sure you're always safe. I also wish that you would stop messing around, so as not to make ...." Carlo did not have time to continue his words, because the phone he kept in the jacket felt vibrating. The man went inside to check. Adriano's name is clearly on the screen. Without lingering, Carlo answered the call. "Pronto," said.

"Are you with my daughter, Carlo? I've been trying to reach her since, but I can't connect."

Carlo smiled as he muttered softly. "Miss is here, sir. You want to talk to him?" bargain the man while looking at Miabella who looks rather lazy. "Oh, all right," Carlo said again before handing Miabella a cell phone.

Although actually not wanting to talk much, but Miabella still received the phone and talked to her father continued. "Pronto," said the beautiful girl slowly.

"Bella, I've been calling your cell phone ever since. Didn't you check it?" ask Adriano from across the street.

"I think maybe the battery's out. What's up, daddy zio? Are you in Greece now?" Miabella forced herself to make small talk.

"Yes, your mother and sister are indulging themselves in the sauna. If you had come too, it would have been much more fun" said the father of two incredible daughters.

Miabella smiled, then muttered softly. "Uncle Ricci has given me an explanation about the plantation. Maybe after this I'll start keeping myself there. You don't have to worry about me anymore, daddy zio. I promise I won't do anything weird here" Miabella said.

However, Adriano did not immediately respond to his remarks. The man was silent and seemed to be trying to analyze something from a distance. Moments later, the leader Tigre Nero spoke again. "You're not on the farm. Where are you guys now?" tanyanya full of search.

"We are in Milan" Miabella replied immediately. "Me and Carlo have just visited the halfway house and visited Miranda. I think, maybe Carlo will tell you something about ...." Miabella saw Carlo shake his head, as a sign that he disagreed with what the girl was going to say to Adriano.

"About what?" ask Adriano.

"About Miranda being ill," Miabella replied lying. In fact, he preferred if Carlo spoke honestly to his father about his mother.

"Oh, I've known that for a long time. Miranda has been on medication several times" Adriano said.

"Yes, of course. You won't miss any news, daddy zio," Miabella said. I don't know where the talk is going. Miabella grimaced a little, realizing that what she said was meaningless. "All right, we'll be home soon. I'll call you back later. I returned the phone to Carlo," closed Miabella. He thrust the thin object at the owner.

"Master," said Carlo.

"I'll be back in Monaco in about three days. How's it going in there?" Adriano was still worried about Miabella and her extraordinary behavior.

"Everything is under control, sir. You don't have to worry," said Carlo smiling knot. A moment later, the man hung up his phone and refocused on the gloomy looking Miabella. "So, do you still want to be here or do we just go home?" bargained for.

"All right." Carlo then put back on the sunglasses he put on the table. After paying for all the gelato they had ordered, they left behind a few cups there. The nature of Miabella was as spoiled as a child when she sulked like that. However, it was no longer a big deal for Carlo who had gotten used to it.

The afternoon will soon pass. However, the atmosphere was still quite bright. During the trip home, Miabella did not talk much and did not also behave mischievously and idly towards Carlo who was focusing on riding his motorcycle. This continued until they arrived at the Casa de Luca courtyard.

Moody Miabella, straight off the bike. Without saying much, he just passed by from there. The girl even went inside the house without taking off the helmet she was wearing.

Again, Carlo was confused by the behavior of the gray-eyed girl. Without much thought, the thirty-four-year-old man immediately caught up with him. "Miss!" call Carlo who's trying to stop Miabella. "Miss, wait!" yell that guy again. He sped up his footsteps, until he arrived in front of Miabella's room.

However, when he arrived there Carlo still could not catch up and stop Miabella. The girl closed the door loudly, just as she was about to approach. "Yes, God!" Carlo seemed quite surprised by it. He calmed down first, then knocked on the door slowly. "Miss. Are you all right?" carlo shouted not too loudly. However, there was no answer from within.

Carlo guessed that. He then moved to the side of the door, then leaned against the wall. Carlo pulled out his phone, then typed in a message.

If the problem is gone, get out. I'll make you a caponata.

After sending the message, Carlo stood there for a moment while leaning against the wall. He took a breath and then slowly puffed. His mind began to branch everywhere, and made the man even more in turmoil.

"What are you doing?" Romeo's greeting voice blew away Carlo's musings. He immediately straightened his body.

"Young master," greeted the loyal bodyguard of Miabella.

"I haven't seen you and Miabella in the whole day" said Romeo, who was not far from Carlo.

"We went to Milan and just came back" said Carlo politely, despite Romeo's age being much younger than his.

"I can be much calmer, because Bella didn't feel traumatized after last night" Romeo said.

"Miss Miabella is not as weak as we thought, Young Master," Carlo responded.

"Yes, you're right. He had de Luca's blood in his body" said Romeo, who approached Carlo. "You gave the dagger to my father, didn't you?"

"I gave it to him that night. Why why?" Carlo looks serious. His roar was a little tense, especially when he remembered the wolf head-carved folding knife with a similar inscription.

"I have investigated much more thoroughly the account of the girl who invited me to meet. It turns out that his real name is not Patrizia Belski" said Romeo. The twenty-year-old then pulled out his cell phone. He showed Carlo something.

"His name is Oxana Miroslava. She is a photo model who just started her career in Italy. Do you think there's a possibility that he ...."

"Just be a man?" continued Carlo who seemed to have guessed what Romeo thought.

"Yes, I mean." Romeo confirmed Carlo's very precise guess. "However, I haven't talked about this with dad. To be honest this is the carelessness I have done" said the eldest two brothers again.

"Then, you want to investigate this alone as a form of a sense of responsibility?" guess Carlo again.

"Yes, exactly!" Romeo flicked his finger as he agreed with Carlo. "I knew that Adriano's father and uncle had moved to investigate this, but I felt challenged to take the plunge. You know what, Carlo? After the kidnapping that night, I started to change my mind a little. I became interested in the business of the organization. It feels amazing to be able to shoot with a more real target."