The Bodyguard's
Emotional Overflow

"What do you know about me?" miabella asked who was finally curious, even though in her heart she did not believe in the silliness.

Luciella did not answer immediately. He looked at Miabella closely. The girl who seemed to be the same age as Miabella then spread her hands. "May I hold your hand, Miss?" tanyakanya.

"For what?" miabella asked doubtfully.

"I just want to feel the heat from your body, Miss," Luciella replied softly.

"Is that how you predict?" Miabella still showed a look of doubt.

"I can tell in many different ways. However, before doing so, I was used to feeling the emotions of the person I was about to predict. If I can enter your mind, then I can easily see the images of the future" Luciella said.

"Is that so?" Miabella showed a small smile that even seemed cynical. However, he also did not hesitate to extend his hand to Luciella.

The young girl immediately greeted with a big smile. Luciella placed Miabella's hand face up on the left palm. After that, he closed with his right hand in a crossed position. The sweet girl seemed to close her eyes for a while. Miabella watched him carefully.

Not long after, there was a small smile on Luciella's lips. Without opening the two eyes that had been closed, the straight-haired young girl then said, "Blue eyes."

Instantly, Miabella's countenance began to look a little agitated when she heard Luciella mention the word. Apparently the young maid found out that she was thinking about Carlo. However, Mia's eldest daughter then knitted her eyebrows together, as Luciella continued the speech that was still part of her vision. "Blonde hair."

"No!" Momentarily Miabella pulled the hand that was still in Luciella's grasp. "Hair is black, not blond!" refute the girl firmly.

Luciella immediately opened her eyes and looked at the young lady. He did not immediately respond to Miabella's refusal. After a while, Luciella finally said, "I saw a blond man. He walked up to you, Miss," said the girl confidently. "The blond man will also always follow your steps, even more loyal when compared to his own shadow."

"No! It's nonsense!" siabella's lips. "I'll fire you without the slightest wage, if this shit ain't proven!" threaten him firmly. Without saying much more, the girl soon passed leaving Luciella still riveted alone. Miabella was inexhaustible, that the young maid had dared to say such a far-fetched thing to herself.

Miabella rushed to the room. He closed the door tightly, then leaned back for a while there. "Carlo," the girl sighed softly. "Where are you?" A single tear fell on the corner of Miabella's lips. However, the girl could not seem to cry or wail. The pain he felt was so great, that it filled his chest and made it difficult to vent all the emotions that raged.

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In a few days, summer is coming to an end. The wine harvest has already begun on some plantations. As always, Miabella will definitely monitor everything that goes on in that plantation. Of course with his favorite horse Uva.

While Mia and Adriana start packing. They will spend three days in Palermo. After that, they will go to Monaco.

Unlike yesterday, Miabella joined the dinner table that afternoon. Usually, the beautiful girl just pass by and do not pay attention to those who are eating lunch.

"Eat a lot, dear," said Mia while offering dishes and lunch menu that day. "I don't want you to look thin" said the middle-aged woman. However, Miabella did not respond. The beautiful girl simply looked over without saying a word. However, it was not a significant problem for Mia. Seeing his eldest daughter at the dinner table alone, was already much more than enough.

"Good day all," said Adriano who immediately sat on one of the chairs. The attention of the man who still looks dashing in his old age, just turned to Miabella. “Good day, Bella. I haven't seen you all day.”

“I did deliberately not want to appear,” said Miabella origin.

“Maybe forever,” reply Miabella indifferently. “Again, I did not get anything important when meeting and socializing with many people.”

“You are wrong, Brother. The more we meet a lot of people, as well as a lot of knowledge that we get,” sela Adriana chimed in.

“That's what you think, Adriana. If you are an adult and in love, then your mindset will be different,” refuted Miabella. “Ah, but if for Adriana obviously different. He can do whatever he wants. Daddy zio will not have the heart to hurt his feelings,” said Miabella while scooping food, then put it in the mouth.

What Miabella said made Adriano lose her appetite. He pushed his plate away, then leaned back. Adriano then shifted the chair and confronted himself entirely to the beloved princess. “Is it that bad I'm in your mind, Principessa?” ask her in a disappointed tone.

“Adriana is your biological child. While I was just ...”

“Stop, Bella!” cut Mia. “This time you are so outrageous!” escort the beautiful woman with a trembling voice. “I admit, I used to forget myself. After Matteo's death, I left you as a toddler. At that time I could not see your face that was very similar to my late husband. On the one hand, I miss you so much my flesh and blood, half my soul. But on the other hand, I was tormented. On your face I can always see clearly Theo's blood-soaked face.”

“That ridge on the cliff I almost committed suicide, if only Adriano hadn't prevented me. I must be dead by now,” said Mia while holding back tears. He raised his hand when he saw Adriano about to say something. Adriana chose to be quiet.

“Jonest, Son. At that time I was in a state of depression. The doctor told me I had a mental disorder. Luckily I can still be healed. However, my condition is still unstable, until it is thought to throw myself into the ocean,” Beber Mia.

“Then, that's where Adriano is. He prevented and saved me. He even made me aware with his words. Still vividly recalling in my mind, Adriano asked if I had no pity on Miabella? Miabella must have needed me so much. He lost it as much as me. He's just as hurt.” Tight as Mia's chest, so the woman had to pause her sentence.

“Does the abundance of Adriano's affection and all the love he has offered you for decades have to disappear from your heart, just because of one mistake in your eyes, Bella? Is there no meaning in her struggle all this time to make you happy? Isn't this speck of kindness from your father left, Bella? Should you destroy everything?” Mia's tone grew longer and higher.

Inevitably Adriano stood up and mediated. He approached the wife, then rubbed her back slowly. “Pacify yourself, dear,” persuade Adriano gently.

“Didn't I say many times. I would never hate Miabella even if she drew a sword to kill me. I love him more than anything in this world. Everything I do, just to protect him.” Adriano said indirectly to the princess.

“I'm not having a taste for food. In fact, usually I like to eat,” chirped Adriana while looking down deeply. Without making a sound, the girl immediately stood up and left the dining table.

Likewise with Mia who still looks restless. For years he had no anxiety disorder. However, somehow the disease suddenly relapsed when Miabella showed her blatant dislike for Adriano.

“Do you want to rest, Honey?” bargain Adriano, still with a very gentle attitude.

“Bring me to the room,” pinta Mia. His movements were so weak as he got up from the chair. Adriano even had to take Miabella's mother to the room.

Now, Miabella was left alone. His eyes stared at the surface of the table. A drop of tears trickled back down the cheek. Feelings of guilt rippled from the bottom of my heart. He did not expect that his attitude had hurt many people, especially Mia and Adriano.

“It's all your fault, Carlo!” furious Miabella.

“You just left me and didn't let me call you. It's all your fault!” Miabella shrieked loudly, as if she wanted to let out all the burdens within. A crystal glass he threw into the wall to shatter into pieces.