The Bodyguard's
Bloodless Pain's

Miabella woke up suddenly, when the clock was showing at three in the morning. The girl leaned over, then changed her sleeping position. From the back it now tilts to the left, then turns to the right. He kept trying to get back to sleep. However, it seems futile. The girl's beautiful eyes were getting wider.

“Gosh.” Miabella also chose to reach for the phone lying near the pillow.

Miabella then opened the messaging app, and looked back at the conversation history between herself and Carlo. The man had already read the message from her, but Carlo did not reply at all. Miabella also continued to try to contact the beautiful man, maybe even up to hundreds of times. However, none of his calls were connected.

“Hhh.” The beautiful girl was slowly pushing. He then took a deep breath while trying to hold back the tears from dripping. Unfortunately, the clear circle still fell and moistened the smooth cheeks of Miabella. “Perche (why), Carlo?” whispers lirih.

Three days have passed. However, Miabella had no word from Carlo. He also could not contact the tattooed man at all. For three days, Miabella was not eager to do anything. To bribe a spoonful of food he doesn't even seem to be able to do it. “I'm used to being fed by you,” hiss Miabella again with a voice that is getting smoother.

Feeling increasingly tormented, the beautiful girl immediately rose from the bed and walked out of the room. The goal at that time was the kitchen. Miabella thought that a glass of water might cool her head and liver. Slowly, he opened the refrigerator door and retrieved a bottle of mineral water from there. The girl took a sip in one breath, until the water was half left. However, it also can not eliminate all his anxiety.

A moment later, Miabella turned to look at the large kitchen window directly adjacent to the back garden. He stepped slowly, then stood by the window. The atmosphere around Casa de Luca is still quiet. The entire house was still asleep, and only the garden lights that were stuck along the walls of the building were still faithfully on guard, becoming a source of light.

The girl's gray eyes then glanced deep through the park, then across the estate. It was among the vineyards that he gave up something precious and he always took good care of Carlo.

“Carlo.” I don't know how many times Miabella mentioned that name. Because of that name too, the girl desperately opened the kitchen door and went out into the garden. He walked as slowly as possible so as not to make a sound. Usually at these hours, the Casa de Luca guards go around to check things out.

A little more, Miabella will arrive at the edge of the estate. However, a soft pat on the shoulder made the girl surprised and turned her head.

“Ah, Miss? I don't think it's you" Someone Miabella remembers as a new waitress, has been standing behind her.

“What are you doing here?” miabella asked a little sniffly.

“Ma-sorry. I just worked here, Miss. I was intending to go to the grain storage, but it seems to be lost instead,” explained the girl while looking down.

“What's your name?” Miabella observed the young girl in front of her. He estimated that the age of the girl was not much different from him.

“My name is Luciella Baldovino, Miss. I got a schedule to cook breakfast for the guards. Their numbers are huge, so I have to prepare everything from now on,” replied the girl explained with a polite speech.

Miabella was silent for a moment, then nodded. “Let me drive,” he said flat. He undoes the intention that he was going to explore the plantation in the early hours of the morning. Miabella preferred to lead the girl, towards a special room used as a storage area for all groceries.

Is a spacious room equipped with a cooler and located behind the kitchen. The room was somewhat hidden because it was covered by two large pillars that served as ornaments in the interior of the kitchen.

“Look how to unlock it,” point Miabella on a small box containing number buttons attached to the wall next to the entrance. “Remember the code,” order Matteo de Luca's daughter.

“I've remembered it, Miss. Thank you for your help.” Luciella hurriedly entered the room just after the door opened, then exited a few minutes later. Miabella is still outside. “Is how to close it, same as the opening time earlier Miss?” Luciella looked confused.

“Press the code earlier, just closed this door,” Miabella explained again.

“Hm.” Miabella muttered softly while smiling faintly. He intended to leave the young girl and return to his room.

“Thank you, Young Miss. You are a very good person. I hope you are always overflowing with a lot of happiness,” Luciella said with a face that looks so sincere.

“Blessed?” Miabella smiled bitterly. “Thank you for your prayers,” reply while passing by.

“Are you unhappy?” chirp Luciella when Miabella is already a few steps ahead. “See you are sad. However, whatever is your sadness, hopefully not a strange problem that is saving you, Miss.”

The words from the young maid made Miabella turn back and look at her intently. It was a little strange for him when a servant tried to get close and seemed to want to talk. Before, none of the Casa de Luca servants dared to behave like that. However, Miabella can understand that, because Luciella is a new person there.

“Start cooking. You certainly don't want to be late serving dishes, do you?” miabella sahut while passing by.

Clutching her own body, the eldest daughter Mia was walking while looking down to go to the room.

However, the girl's slow steps came to a halt, when a heavy voice called out her name. “Where have you been, Bella? I just looked into your room. The door is open and you are not there,” asked someone who is none other than Adriano, the father continued.

Miabella raised her face, then turned to look at the handsome man standing before her. Adriano was apparently still lingering at Casa de Luca. For days he left his mansion in Monaco.

“I'm thirsty. So I went to the kitchen to take a drink,” Miabella replied as she lowered her head again, then passed the father just like that.

“Until when will you be moody like this Bella? I miss your smile and your cheerful face." Adriano blocked his daughter's arm and looked softly at that sad-looking face.

Miabella turned her head and looked strangely at Adriano. He could not believe the words that his father had just said. “What do you expect from me, Daddy Zio? You separated me from Carlo. That's hard enough for me. Please don't ask for anything more,” Miabella said lethargicly.

“You know if I love you very much. I will do everything I can to keep you safe and comfortable,” Adriano said.

“I don't care about everything anymore. Do whatever you want to do. I won't argue.” Miabella releases Adriano's hand from her arm.

“One day you will understand the reason, Bella,” Adriano said. His blue eyes looked at the princess with a look of pity.

“Good.” As he said earlier, Miabella did not dispute anything the father said.

Supposedly, Adriano was happy to see Miabella becoming a submissive. But not in this way. Her heart ached every time she saw Miabella grieving. “I used to hold love for years. I had broken my heart so many times that I managed to have your mother. Nothing else, just your mom a,” she said slowly.

“If indeed Carlo is worthy and serious about his love, then he will come back to fight for you. However, I suggest not to be too hopeful or you will suffer even more, Principessa.”