The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
The Sign's
The car, which was driven by Juan Pablo and Bianca, stopped in the courtyard of a two-story building with a terracotta exposed brick wall. In the building, there are four glass windows that are wide enough and the main door is dark green. Juan Pablo first got out of the car, tidying up the blazer lining the long turtleneck t-shirt inside. The man's face never changed, it was still cold and so flat.
The door to Bianca. The young woman pulled out her beautiful legs, then stood in front of Juan Pablo who was still holding the car door. "The architect Don Vargas lives in a place like this?" Bianca frowned while clucking in disbelief. "What's special about him?" babble Bianca again avoided Juan Pablo's sharp and cold gaze. He knew that the man did not like to talk too much. Bianca moved away from the door, so Juan Pablo could close it immediately.
Without saying much, the sturdy man with pinched hair stepped gallantly towards the door. Open that door. He also sauntered calmly towards the curved-shaped staircase. Bianca just followed him without much talking, until they arrived in front of another door with the number thirteen. Juan Pablo knocked on the door twice. Don't have to wait long, someone from inside immediately opened it.
There was a straight man with brown skin. A thick beard adorned part of his face that looked rogue. A pair of thick eyebrows also adds a fierce impression on the man. While near the right shoulder, there is a tattoo that is an inscription. However, Bianca did not pay much attention to what writing was. His eyes were fixed on the atmosphere in the place.
"Mr Herrera. I thought you'd come alone," greet the man with a gentlemanly smile typical of a man when greeting another man.
"This is my partner Miss Bianca Alegra. He just came from Monaco" Juan Pablo introduced Bianca to the man. Immediately, Bianca put on her best attitude. The young lady smiled gracefully and did not let go of the elegant impression within her. "Bianca, this is Timothy Dixon. Architect Don Vargas' choice will take full control of the project's construction this time, "it is now the man's turn to be introduced to Bianca.
Without feeling awkward, Bianca thrusts her right hand at Timothy, who immediately welcomes and kisses the back of the finger. "Welcome to Birmingham, Miss Alegra. Can you speak English or ...."
"I speak four languages. My father is from Argentina, and my mother is from France. However, I also mastered French and English of course. You just choose to invite me to speak in what language" Bianca said confidently.
"Wow, amazing. Beautiful and also very clever" said Timothy. "Please enter. Sorry this place is a mess. I haven't had a chance to tidy it up yet" Timothy invited his two guests to sit down. After that, he grabbed a white T-shirt that hung just like that on the arm of one of the chairs in the room. Timothy put it on immediately. "Want to drink something?" bargained for.
"No need. After all, we won't be long" Juan Pablo refused immediately. He knew that Bianca was uncomfortable being in such a cramped place for a long time.
"alright. So, how?" Timothy sat in one of the chairs. His gaze was fixed on Juan Pablo who was also staring at him.
"I'm just here to tell you that Don Vargas' business partner Adriano D'Angelo has arrived in England. However, now he is enjoying a holiday first with his small family in London. As planned, D'Angelo will arrive in Birmingham. So, I suggest that you immediately prepare yourself, to show how great you are in front of him. Mr. D'Angelo is not a random person. Therefore, it is necessary to prepare very carefully for ...."
"Yes, you're absolutely right. Two more days," after saying so, Juan Pablo stood up and was immediately followed by Timothy. He understood that his guest was leaving soon. Bianca stood up. Many times the woman patted the back of her clothes. "All right, that's all I want to say. Congratulations, Mr. Dixon," Juan Pablo greeted the man with a handshake that looked very firm.
"Miss Alegra," Timothy turned his attention to Bianca. Immediately the woman smiled as she returned to thrust out the back of her hand. "Encantado de conocerte (Nice to meet you)" he said with a friendly smile. The attitude shown by Timothy is very inversely proportional to his appearance is quite rosy.
"Gracias, Senor Dixon (Thank you, Mr. Dixon)," Bianca replied with a small smile. He led Juan Pablo out of the room.
"You're sure he's a good architect?" Bianca said in a tone full of doubt, after the two of them returned near the car parked in the front yard of the two-story building.
"Why is that?" Juan Pablo asked again as he opened the door for Bianca. The woman immediately entered and sat down gracefully.
"To me, that man didn't look like an architect at all" Bianca pinched her forehead while complaining softly.
Juan Pablo responded with a flat smile. At first he did not want to respond to Bianca's dubious remarks about Timothy Dixon. However, in the end the man again said, "There are many people who hide their true identity, in an appearance that is not real. I don't think it's anything strange," he said flatly.
"Oh, of course. You know what's weirdest today?" Bianca looked at the man next to her with a smile. Juan Pablo did not answer. The man only glanced at the young lady beside him sharply. "One of the strangest things for today is when Juan Pablo Herrera becomes a man of talk. I can tell you if you've said more than twenty words" Bianca laughed crisply. "Are you happy, Juan?" search Bianca in a half-tempting tone.
"What do you mean?" Juan Pablo corrected his sitting position. He supported the face with his right hand bent, on the seat divider that separated him from Bianca.
Bianca again laughed crisply in response to Juan Pablo's question. To him, the man was just pretending not to understand. "Come, Juan. Let's be honest if you're happy after meeting Mia," the god again.