The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
The Plantation Night Wind

That afternoon, Miabella returned around the plantation using a favorite horse given where Uva. As usual, the girl would spend a lot of time there. Miabella started to enjoy her work. Moreover, since he had already started to cultivate a strong determination in his heart, that he would behave much more responsibly.

However, one thing stuck in the mind of Mia's eldest daughter, Carlo. All related to the identity of his handsome bodyguard that was only revealed after so many decades passed. Miabella could sense that it must be something unacceptable.

"How are you?" miabella asked after dinner. He and Carlo were only able to say hello, after a busy day with their respective affairs.

"good. Are you very busy today?" Carlo asked back.

"so. I busied myself" said Miabella, laughing crisply. However, his laughter instantly dissipated, upon seeing Oxana's presence there. "Do you need anything?" miabella asked him.

The Russian girl was stunned for a moment. "I need Carlo's help" Oxana replied. He turned his gaze to the thirty-four-year-old handsome man who also turned his head towards him.

"Why?" ask Carlo.

"I'm having trouble opening this can of tuna." Oxana thrust out the flat object she held.

"There are a lot of servants here, why should I ask Carlo for help? Anyway, you haven't had dinner yet?" miabella Protest.

"I ...." Oxana looked nervous at Miabella's gluttonous attitude.

Seeing that, Carlo immediately acted. He walked over to Oxana, then asked for the thing. With ease, the tattooed handsome man opened the can that Oxana thrust out. "This," he said, returning the girl from Russia.

"Thank you, Carlo," Oxana replied softly. He showed off a sweet smile. The fool was that Carlo replied with the same thing. The man nodded. "Do you want to too? I'll separate it for you," Oxana bargained without taking a look from the figure of the handsome bodyguard.

"No need. I had dinner last night. You just yeah ...." Carlo did not have time to continue his words, because he first saw Miabella who just passed by. However, the girl did not walk into the corridor of her room, but rather towards the stairs leading to the passageway connecting the main building with the estate.

Without much further ado, Carlo caught up with him. He left Oxana standing in confusion. Half-running, Carlo chased Miabella who had been down the hallway with yellow outboard lights. The girl stepped hurriedly towards the plantation area. "Miss!" call Carlo.

Miabella could hear the man's voice clearly. However, he did not look back especially until he stopped. Miabella continued walking until her feet reached the plantation. I don't know what the girl will do there. He set foot on a grass-drenched walkway that was always neatly trimmed.

"Miss!" The fast-moving Carlo finally caught up with Miabella. He grabbed the wrist of the beautiful gray-eyed girl.

"Take me off, Carlo!" reject Miabella firmly. He tried to shake Carlo's hand off her.

However, instead of letting go of Miabella's grasp, Carlo pulls the girl in, and then he closes in. The handsome bodyguard even more hugged the young lady. "Why else?" ask her with warm breath on Miabella's face.

"I'm sick of you!" Miabella sounded annoyed with a gaze that seemed to challenge the man before her.

"My player?" Carlo knitted his thick brows. Without stretching out a hug from Miabella, Carlo again asked the girl. "Say what's my fault?"

"I feel normal" Carlo argued.

"That's what you think" Miabella argued without trying to get herself out of the bodyguard's arms.

Carlo let out a heavy breath after hearing the protest by Miabella. At least he can understand something. Miabella was jealous just like Delana a few days ago. "You're a big jealous apparently," whispered the man right near Miabella's ear. Carlo's lips were decorated with thin whiskers, even touching the earlobes of the beautiful girl.

Miabella did not answer. He only closed his eyes, as he felt a heavy puff of breath warm up near his ears and neck. I don't know who started it, but by then their lips had intertwined sweetly. However, the scene did not last long. Carlo let go of his kiss, then took Miabella to sit on the grass near a neatly lined vine.

Miabella according to him. He leaned against Carlo's chest, which was holding him from behind. They both looked at the dark sky. However, it is much nicer, as it can camouflage the romantic scene between the two.

"Are you not cold?" whispered Carlo.

Miabella responded only with a soft slit. Carlo also tightened his grip.

"He's beautiful isn't he?" Miabella looks so comfortable resting her head on the bodyguard's shoulder.

"Who?" ask Carlo.

"That Russian girl" Miabella replied with a gaze still fixed on the sky. "She is blonde and also has beautiful blue eyes" Miabella lures.

"She's also a great dancer," chirped Carlo, causing Miabella to instantly swerve sharply. The girl intended to break away from her arms, but soon Carlo took it. Miabella could not get out of there. "Where are you going?" Carlo's arms were tightly coiled around the chest of the girl.

"You're a bitch!" miabella.

"Hey, I accidentally saw Oxana that night. We stalked him from a distance at a club where he worked" Carlo explained. The handsome man tried to calm down Miabella who kept trying to break away.

"Men are always just a lot of excuses" Miabella snorted.

"Come on," said Carlo. He removed his stocky arm from Miabella's chest, allowing the girl to turn around. For a while the two faced each other. "You are the most beautiful. I'm tired of seeing blue eyes. Besides, brown hair looks a lot more beautiful to me" said Carlo, stroking Miabella's soft long hair.

Carlo's gentle touch, then turned on the girl's chin. From there, it moves to the back of the neck. They also kissed back. Gentle and soulful, Carlo melted away the lip of the girl. Slowly, he laid down Miabella's slender body on the grass.

"Carlo ..." sighed Miabella restrained, as the handsome bodyguard did not stop fondling her. The touch of lips as well as the mischievous palpation, continued to shower every inch of the body of the eldest daughter Mia.

The girl let go of their kisses for a moment, then looked meekly at the man who was in a sideways position next to her. For the first time, Miabella sensed a man who dared to touch her much more deeply. "Do you want it, Carlo?" asked Miabella. That question also sounds like an offer. The blue-eyed handsome man nodded slowly, before returning to softly smearing Miabella's lips.

The summer air. They don't care where the two are now. Carlo's warm-hearted flocks come unceasingly, watering the thirst and curiosity within Miabella. Caught a handsome face that without Miabella knowing, has managed to steal his heart. “I'm starting to love you,” whispered the pretty gray-eyed girl. The soft mellow sound fused with the rustling of the plantation night wind.