The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
First Beat

“Stop, Adriano!” prevent Mia slowly. “Please do not overdo it. I don't want you to go beyond your limits,” Mia turned her face away. He then went up and sat down while straightening his legs on the lounge chairs available there.

Adriano stood for a moment and looked at Mia who kept putting a high barrier between them, but she knew and could feel if Mia started to notice. However, Adriano did not want to impose his will on Mia, because there is still a deal that he could not fulfill. The man prefers to approach Miabella who is engrossed in sand playing. He invited his favorite little girl to swim while playing with the waves.

Mia noticed the two of them from the outskirts. Adriano treated Miabella like her own daughter. While someone who had been watching them secretly, apparently also took some photos of Mia in her white bikini using a cellphone camera. Adriano was too focused on his meeting with Marcus Bolt, so he ignored something as small as that. He did not realize that someone was watching his movements while in America.

When the sun began to rise, they just returned to the beach house. The plan, that day Adriano will invite them to leave Los Angeles and visit several other cities in America. For a week, they spent the holidays touring before returning to Florida.

Tired, but a happy look was clearly visible from the faces of Mia and also Miabella. For Olivia, it was an amazing experience. Mia immediately gave something she had brought to Pierre, Adriano's loyal aide. Pierre who had not had time to greet directly with Mia, smiled and thanked him. Not to forget, the man pinched an angry cheek Miabella who immediately hid behind the body of the mother. “Thank you, Madam. You're very considerate. How does America think?” the smile of a French man who speaks fluent Italian is developed perfectly. Although at first Pierre was hesitant about Adriano's marriage to Mia, but in the end he chose to follow whatever the employer's decision. Pierre's loyalty to Adriano was second to none.

“This is my first time visiting America. It feels so incredible. Oh, aye. Adriano told me that you love wine from Napa Valley,” Mia replied with a friendly smile.

“Yes, that's right. Mr. D’Angelo does always bring me this wine if he visits America, because sometimes I do not accompany him to leave. Once again thank you,” Pierre held tightly to the drink that Mia handed him. “Omong-by the way, where's your Daddy Zio, honey?” Pierre turned his attention to Miabella who was still hiding behind the slender body of the mother.

“It looks like he's in Mr. Genaro's room. I saw that he went straight there,” explained Mia.

“Good. I'll catch up with him. Who knows if he needs my help. Excuse me, the blonde-haired man's” passed from Mia's presence. He immediately headed to the room that Mia meant. Pierre was stunned, before finally deciding to keep going in. Inside the dark room, it looks like Adriano just finished contacting someone. “Master,” greet Pierre standing not far from the master. “How is the honeymoon event? By the way thanks also to this wine,” the man smiled mischievously to Adriano while showing the bottle of drink he still held. “Oh, yes. You haven't told me anything about meeting Marcus Bolt.”

Adriano smiled wryly as he leaned part of his body against the edge of the table. The man rubbed his chin for a moment with his right hand, before telling the aide all the information he got from Marcus Bolt. “I've asked Marco and close friends of the late Matteo to come to Monaco after we return. We'll discuss this with them. Anyway, I can't solve this puzzle alone. Everything is too complicated. I need some input,” Adriano said.

“I was expecting if this case wasn't as simple as we thought. I don't know what Matteo de Luca has done so he should be treated like that. Do you think this all has to do with the business of selling weapons?”

“It looks like so. Yet, I don't know. Everything is still vague. After all, you know that I'm not in the field of weapons" Adriano replied flatly.

“Then, what about your cooperation plan with Don Vargas? You don't know him well,” Pierre looked doubtful with the rash decision of Adriano who took an offer from Vargas for granted.

“Arsen and Redomir knew him,” reply Adriano.

“We know who Sergei Redomir is. The man was a bit crazy,” Pierre shook his head slowly.

“I have to get inside someone's circle to be able to get to know that person, even though there is a risk that I will get stuck and may have trouble or even not be able to get out. But nothing in this world is without risk. We must be prepared with all the worst possibilities though,” explained Adriano who then took a slow breath.

“I'm only afraid if you focus too much on the case of the death of Matteo de Luca, so ignore all your personal affairs,” said Pierre worried.

“You take it easy, Pierre. I know where my limits are,” Adriano replied with a look of laughter. “At least I've tried, and I don't want to give up just like that before getting results that match my wishes. We will discuss it later after in Monaco,” he said again.

“When will we return to Europe?” ask Pierre again.

“Tomorrow. Kia will be back tomorrow. Because get ready. I guess you're satisfied spending time in Florida, or you still want to be here?”

“Then, be prepared. We will fly tomorrow morning,” Adriano reaffirms as it passes from Genaro room. He continued to step onto the second floor, heading to Mia and Miabella's room.

“Daddy Zio!” Miabella immediately burst into Adriano's arms shortly after the man opened the door to her room.

At first glance, Adriano's blue eyes had a glance towards Mia who was packing. The beautiful face of the woman was much more cheerful than usual.

Adriano has a smile. He approached Mia. “Are you happy with our holiday this week, Mia?” tanyanya stared fixedly at Mia.

“Yes, thank you very much, Adriano. Me and Miabella really enjoyed the holidays this time,” Mia replied with a smile that kept on leaning on her beautiful lips. The lips that returned to the attention of the blue-eyed man. However, Adriano must immediately get rid of his beautiful wishful thinking. Occasionally some time ago when in Malibu, he considered as an unexpected gift for him.

“Good, then. I'm glad to hear that. It feels amazing when you see the happy faces of the two of you,”, Adriano said as she looked closely at Mia. “Stay smiling, Mia. You're much prettier that way. You are the owner of the most beautiful smile."

A simple compliment that was able to thrill Mia, left the woman stunned for a while, then looked away. Mia recalled that Matteo often said the same thing, as Adriano had just said. But I don't know why he feels strange.

“No,” murmured to himself. The last time she felt such a thump, was when Matteo de Luca stole her first kiss.

“Eh, I put my shirt wrong. That's not my suitcase, ma'am,” protests Miabella.

Mia flinched and immediately realized her mistake. He did not put Miabella's clothes in the small girl's bag of unicorns, but instead put them in Adriano's black suitcase. “Gosh!” Mia immediately took back Miabella's clothes.

“What do you think, Mia?” Adriano chuckled softly. She came back to Mia and crouched down in front of her while helping to move her clothes from her suitcase to her little daughter's suitcase.

“I can do it myself, Adriano! Please, don't come any closer!” mia's jolt suddenly with a reddened face. Mia then fell silent. The beautiful woman was turned away instantly. The highlight of regret was clearly visible, radiating from her beautiful eyes. “Ma-forgive me. I didn't mean to ...”

“Then, it's okay. I know you're tired,” cut Adriano in a slow tone. The handsome man stood up again, then gently rubbed the cheek of the puffed up Miabella before passing out of the room.

Adriano closed the door slowly, then leaned back there for a moment. Thousands of rejections he had already gotten from Mia. I don't know why it couldn't make him hate or stay away from that woman. His heart seemed to be tightly bound to the wife who might never welcome his love.

“Master,” greeting someone makes Adriano stammered. His half-headedness looked up, he stood up again and looked straight at Olivia who was standing in front of him with a big smile.

“Ehm, maybe what I'm going to say is too late, but it never hurts me to ask permission from you,” said Olivia who made Adriano frown.

“What do you mean?” tanyanya did not understand.

Olivia then reached into her pants pocket. He then pulled out the phone while showing the screen to Adriano. “I asked permission to take some of your pictures secretly and save them in my phone gallery."