The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
The Death Challenge

Mia corrected her sitting position when Carina mentioned even pointing at Adriano. While the man was still sitting and looked very calm. Adriano smiled knot. Occasionally he moves the tip of the right foot wrapped in pantofel shoes, which he places on the left thigh. The man also seemed to enjoy the song performed by Carina. Seeing Adriano's attitude, Mia felt increasingly upset. “I go to the toilet first,” said the woman with the mini dress as it passed.

Mia left with all the resentment and jealousy in her heart. He stepped in a hurry and did not concentrate, so he accidentally hit a man in a hat. “Ah, sorry,” Mia said as she turned to the man who ignored her completely. The man immediately turned his face away as he passed without responding to the apology from Mia. However, the brown-eyed woman thought for a moment. She seemed to have smelled a similar perfume, to the one the man had worn.

No matter, Mia shook her head slowly. He continued his steps towards the toilet and calmed down a bit there. This is a really shitty dating show. For some reason Adriano had to take him there, and met the two women.

Mia then turns on the faucet and washes her hands. After that, she looked at her face at the mirror reflection of the sink table while tidying up her hair and makeup.

Not long after, Carina looked as if she had just entered and stood next to him. The young woman lit a faucet and washed both hands. While Mia, act uncaring. The brunette sped up what she was doing in front of the mirror, then intended to rush out of the toilet. However, just as Mia turned around, her steps instantly came to a halt. The soft greeting sound from Carina made Mia have to turn her head in a forced manner. “How long have you been married?” tanyakanya.

“Not long. Why indeed?” Mia asked back with her tone that seemed a bit tidy.

“It's okay. As a close friend of Adriano, I just want to know that because she happened to not invite me to her wedding,” replied Carina with an attitude that looks very graceful, but there was a hubris that Mia could feel there.

“Oh, I have absolutely no idea if Adriano is friends with you, because he never talks about you in front of me,” Mia said with a smile.

“What's wrong, what's important now that you know if Adriano and I are friends,” Carina said again with confidence.

“Then? Are you going to bring her a duet in one of your songs?” Mia laughed softly. “My husband would rather spend his time in the workspace, than sit lazily in front of the television and watch a cheap drama series,” finished saying so, Mia immediately turned her body around.

However, just as Mia stepped towards the door, Carina again managed to stop herself. “How does it feel, Mia?” carina asked with strange looking eyes.

Mia turned her head while brushing her forehead. “What?” ask the brunette.

Carina walked up to Mia and stood in front of her. The same posture, making the faces of the two of them face each other. “How does it feel to conquer men like Matteo de Luca and Adriano D’Angelo?” carina's sinister gaze was fixed precisely and directly pierced Mia's pair of brown eyes. A question that felt really inappropriate was said from the lips of a public figure like himself.

“What excess do you have, so as to make the two men bend their knees so easily in front of you? I think you look very ordinary, Mia,”, Carina's words sound more unfriendly and unfriendly in front of Adriano.

However, Mia tried not to be affected. He had to learn to put aside all his meekness all along. Mia realized, there are many women like Carina who surround Adriano. Something he doesn't know about the man. Now is the time to date my husband. Trying to speak from heart to heart and trying to get to know each other, though Mia is convinced that Adriano already knows much more about her.

“Adriano already has an amazing life. He might get bored with something that looks excessive, therefore his attention is on someone as ordinary as me. Or maybe for someone who is envious like you, I will look ordinary. However, what was clear to Adriano was that I always looked special and that was enough for me. I don't need judgment from others,” Mia's straightforward answer left Carina speechless for a moment.

Mia smirked in satisfaction, then immediately grabbed the toilet doorknob, but again Carina held it back. “Wait,” hiss the beautiful artist. Her long-nailed hand gripped Mia's smooth arm.

“What are you going to do? You want to hurt me? Clawed me? Pushing me? No problem with anything you're gonna do. But you have to remember your reputation. What would happen if a famous artist attacked a mediocre woman like me just because she felt jealous and lost competitiveness?” cerca Mia with half-little. "I could have used the reputation Adriano has for making you bow down to me, and regret what you've done, Miss de Rossi!" threaten Mia with very firm emphasis, even though her voice is not too loud.

Carina seemed to be thinking about Mia's words back then. Slowly, he stretched his grip, then snorted in annoyance.

Mia did not waste the opportunity to get out of the toilet. Seeing that, Carina also intends to follow Mia's steps. However, in front of the door stood a man who had previously collided with Mia. The man immediately intercepted him. “We have to talk,” the man told Carina. He pulled the actress's arm, then slid into the ladies' room.

Meanwhile, Mia was already in front of the table where Adriano was. She saw her husband still enjoying the entertainment presented at the cafe.

“I want to go home! It's up to you to stay here,” Mia said as she passed in front of Adriano.

“What is this, Mia?” The astonished Adriano soon caught up with his wife and spelled out his steps.

“Hey, what is this?” ask Adriano again. The man turned over Mia's slender body and turned the wife's pretty face to her.

“I'm just not comfortable here. Your old friend did not like my presence,” said Mia while looking away.

“Carina?” Adriano squinted his eyes. “What did he tell you?” tanyakanya.

“Already, I don't want to talk about it. Just take me home, Adriano. I want to see Miabella. At least my heart feels good when I'm with him. Unlike here, my heart feels so hot!” mia said holding back the resentment in her heart. Without waiting for Adriano, Mia opened the car door and sat down at the steering wheel side seat.

Adriano, who had understood a little bit of Mia's body language, smiled meaningfully. “Are you jealous, honey?” he asked after sitting behind the wheel.

However, instead of answering the husband's question, Mia instead threw away her face and made Adriano smile wider. “I like it if you're jealous of me. That means ....” the blue-eyed man deliberately did not continue his sentence.

Curious, Mia finally turned her head and was greeted with a friendly kiss from Adriano. Both of his hands immediately cupped Mia's beautiful face so that the woman could not dodge.

Gently, Adriano kissed his wife's lips for some time until Mia pushed the strapping body away. “Stop, Adriano. We're in the parking lot,” sergeant Mia with a red face.

“Nobody prohibits a husband and wife from kissing anywhere. After all, we're in the car and no one is looking" Adriano replied with a soft laugh. The man finally started the car engine and drove it towards Casa de Luca.

At the same time, hundreds of kilometers away from the center of Milan, several black SUVs moved in tandem across the streets of the Croatian city of Karlovac.

The car drove at medium speed towards the outskirts of the city. They crossed a sturdy bridge, towards a secluded house located in the middle of the meadow.

The cars then stopped and immediately parked in the same position.

Dozens of people came out of each vehicle in unison. They all wear the same colored suits.

One of them, enter first with a glove wrapped. He pushed the door, then walked gallantly up the stairs to the second floor. There, the man fell silent for a moment before approaching a corpse that had already rotted away.

“Andreja Borislav, the fallen monster,” said another man who had stood behind the man.

“What is Adriano D’Angelo so that it can finish Andreja this easily?” growled the man.

“Obviously if all this time we underestimate it too much. Be careful Thomas. It's your turn soon. I'm sure Andreja already mentioned your name,” said another colleague.

The man called by the name of Thomas clucked in annoyance, then turned to his colleague. “Don't say much! Dump the body immediately and remove all evidence. Do not let any trace be left behind,” the order.

“After this, how?” ask the partner.

“I'll make the calculation with D’Angelo. Before he tries to hunt me, then I will hunt him first!” emphatically. “I, Thomas Bolton, cannot be defeated so easily. I make sure the clan head of Tigre Nero will definitely die in my hands,” he closed as he hurried down the stairs and out of the house. "I'm going to go back to England, and make preparations" he said again before getting into the car.

"Preparation for what?" ask one of his other colleagues.

Thomas Bolton smiled cynically. "The feast of D'Angelo's death" he replied confidently. He closed the car door and immediately pushed it forward, leaving the place. The other had loaded a black trash bag with the body of Andreja Borislav in the car.