The Bodyguard's
Party Invitations

“Yes, geez. You want me to be your messenger with the Old Fox?” Irina chuckles. His laughter sounded underestimating.

“Why?” Felix shook his head in a sign of not understanding Irina's attitude.

“It's nothing, but Boris is already very anti with government agents,” Irina replied.

“This sounds really weird to me. Boris used to be part of the government and now he hates it a lot. Unreasonable,” refute Feliks.

“Quite reasonable for me. All because of his son Fyodor who continued his father's career in politics. Fyodor was much more assertive, idealistic, and violent than Boris. It was Fyodor who revealed the biggest secret that there was one corrupt government official. The official cooperated with Viktor for his personal and organizational interests. That is why we always fail every time we do special operations to eradicate the secret headquarters points of the Red Wolf,” explained Irina.

“Boris was disappointed because the government where he worked was not as clean as he thought. Moreover, corrupt officials managed to bribe a third of government agents. Because of that, Boris kept his distance from us. He considers that everyone in this bureau is a traitor,” continued the woman while continuing to smoke cigarettes.

“Then, how? I really need Boris's contact number. It's between life and death,” urged Feliks expectantly.

“I can't give you Boris's contact number, but I can give you information about Fyodor. His son.” Irina clamps cigarettes with flick fingers decorated with beautiful and pointed nails.

“Alright, it's okay. Who knew he could hook me up with Boris,” broke up Felix in the end.

“Wait a minute.” Irina put out the rest of her cigarettes in the ashtray. He then reached into his pocket again. This time to get a cell phone. Deftly, the woman swiped the screen and sent one of the contact numbers to Feliks' phone. “After you've contacted the man, don't even mention my name in front of Fyodor. He and his father are the same, do not like our existence as federal agents,” stressed the woman who is still single.

“Take it easy. I'm good at keeping secrets,” said Feliks. At that moment, he intended to return to talk. However, he had to stop immediately, when his gaze caught a figure of a girl he knew. “Nona Miabella?” muttered the man while standing up and left Irina just like that.

While Irina followed the steps of the man earlier with her gaze. A smile that was more worthy of being referred to as a sneer, appeared at the corner of his lips. "Two fucking jackbirds!" The woman nodded slowly.

Felix approached the young girl who was stuck alone at one of the empty cafeteria tables. “Nona Miabella,” map. “What are you doing here?”

The gray-eyed beautiful girl who was originally staring fixedly at the phone screen with her eyes glaring, immediately turned her head to the origin of the voice that called her name. “You?” hissing the girl when he saw Felix standing not far from where he was.

“What is Miss in this place?” Felix repeated his question.

“A-I ... I'm just looking for information about the country of Russia, because I've never been there,” Miabella replied stammered.

"For what?" ask Felix again. However, he had also been able to understand the intent of Miabella.

"Sorry, I don't know you." At a glance, Miabella stared cynically at Felix. A moment later, the girl returned to her phone screen. Miabella was busy replying to a message coming from Romeo.

"Come to Mr. Grigori's office. He knew about the intricacies of Russia. I think he will tell you how vast the country is and all the things and possibilities you will meet if you go there" Feliks said giving advice to the beautiful girl.

"Who said I was going to Russia?" Miabella stood up from her seat. "I still have much more important business here" he said later. After saying so, the gray-eyed girl simply passed by. He left Felix standing glued as he stared at his disappearance.

Miabella was back in her car. However, he did not immediately forward the vehicle relic Matteo. Miabella chose to remain silent for a moment, leaning her head. "How long do I have to wait for you, Carlo?" lirih. The girl was back pensive. However, the vibration from the phone he had placed on top of his lap, had blown away all his musings.

Romeo's name is on the screen as a caller. Although lazy to talk, but Miabella could not bear to let the call earlier. He swiped the green phone icon to answer it. "Pronto," said Mia's eldest daughter.

"I'm still outside. What's up?" Miabella asked back. "I don't want to talk about Carlo."

"God. So, your relationship is really deep," decak Romeo said in disbelief. However, Miabella did not want to respond at all. "Oxana has also left for Russia. My father helped take care of everything" said Romeo, sounding listless.

"Then? You want to follow that girl over there?" miabella asked with a tone that sounded ordinary, and even seemed cold.

"Why should I follow him?" think Romeo.

"Don't pretend, Romeo. I know that you actually like that blonde girl" Miabella said. "That's it. I have to go back to Casa de Luca" he concluded.

However, before he actually ended the phone call, Romeo spoke again. "Is Adriano's uncle still in Italy?" ask the young man.

"Why indeed?" Miabella asked back.

"It's okay. I just wanted to talk to him a little bit. Anyway, soon my mom and dad are going to have a party. They're going to celebrate the anniversary of the wedding .. um. I forgot how." Romeo chuckled with his own ridiculous speech.

"Then?" miabella asked still in the same tone. The girl had no intention of responding to the silly attitude of her cousin, who seemed to be trying to comfort her.

"Yes, I think my father will send an invitation directly to Adriano's uncle and Mia's aunt" Romeo replied.

"God! Why did you call me if you didn't have much more important chat material!" miabella snorted while hanging up the phone just like that. He threw the phone into the next seat, then started the car engine. Miabella stepped on the gas pedal. As usual, antique jeeps belonging to the late Matteo de Luca will always be carried away by the owner of gray eyes. The distance between Milan and Brescia was only he traveled in a very short time.

Upon arrival at Casa de Luca, Miabella immediately parked the jeep just like that. He then threw his car keys to Vincent, the man who used to park the vehicle into the garage. After that, the beautiful girl breezed nonchalantly into the Casa de Luca building.

"Where are you from, honey?" asked Mia who was sitting together with Adriana.

"Find the wind" replied Miabella. The girl's gaze was then fixed on a strapping figure, with black hair that had been decorated with several gray sheets. Adriano just showed up there. He immediately sat down, without any regard for Miabella who was still standing while looking at him intently

"Marco just called me. He and Daniella will have their wedding anniversary party in Palermo. They invited us to be there" Adriano said. The leader Tigre Nero directed his utmost attention to Mia.

"As long as we're still in Italy, I don't think it's wrong to attend. After all, I've wanted to go to Sicilia for a long time. People said, the island is very beautiful," Mia responded enthusiastically.

"Are we going on vacation there?" Adriana looked much more enthusiastic.

"Hmm, not a bad idea" Adriano said. "After a lot of things that happened, I think we all need a vacation and relax."

"You guys. I'm not coming" said Miabella. The girl turned her body. He intends to pass from there.

However, Miabella's steps stopped immediately, when Adriano spoke again.

"This invitation is for the whole family. Without exception," the blue-eyed man said.