The Bodyguard's
Moonlights

It was a cold morning in the Russian capital. Carlo sipped the coffee that was still smoking. He was standing by the window of the room he was in. It is undeniable, that the man's imagination again floated on the figure of Miabella.

For some reason, the last few days the feeling is so unsettled when imagining the beautiful gray-eyed girl. “What are you doing there, Cara mia?” he nodded, barely audible.

Feeling that the longing in his heart was getting unstoppable, Carlo could only take a deep breath and throw it away slowly. Looking at the photos of Miabella still stored in the mobile phone gallery, is a panacea for him this time.

Slowly the tattooed fingers touched the screen, sliding one photo after another of Miabella. There were some that Carlo had taken secretly. One of them is a photo some time after the lover's eighteenth birthday party.

Miabella looks so beautiful in a white dress with a small crown on her head. He was holding Adriana who was twelve years old at the time. Feelingly, Carlo zoomed in on the portrait and rubbed off part of his face.

A drop of tears suddenly trickled down Carlo's cheek, leaving the handsome man stunned. He was astonished when he rubbed the clear liquid that escaped just like that. “What feeling is this?” said confusion.

At that time, his desire became more and more unstoppable to contact Miabella. However, before the intention was accomplished, an incoming call suddenly appeared. Carlo is slowly. He has to answer. “Pronto. Oxana,” greet the handsome man.

Previously, Carlo and Oxana had exchanged phone numbers while at the bar.

“Hai, Carlo. I just wanted to ask. Will we meet tonight? If yes, then I will clear my schedule for today,” Oxana replied with her melodious voice.

“Yes, of course. Eight o'clock at night, Oxana. Thank you very much. I will compensate for all your dancing schedule that you canceled today for the sake of meeting later,”, said Carlo. Do not forget the charming smile on its thin lips.

“Ah, don't think about it. Being able to converse with you alone has really made me happy,” Oxana replied.

Carlo simply responded with a crisp laugh. “Good. See you later tonight.” He immediately ended the call without waiting for an answer from the girl, because all he had in mind was to make an appointment with Igor and Ivan in the old building later tonight.

The three men had arrived at the place before the agreed time. Ivan was in charge of waiting at the front of the nearly damaged building. He walked back and forth near the stairs while smoking his cigarette, until a girl with a graceful step came over.

Ivan found out about the girl as a dancer at the bar he went to last night. Soon he put on a friendly smile for the girl who was none other than Oxana.

However, the girl instead looked at him with slightly frightened eyes. “Sorry, I have an appointment with Carlo,”.

“Ya, Miss. The young master is waiting for you inside. Mari.” Ivan reached out to Oxana who was retreating in fear. “Hey, don't be. He's been waiting for you inside.”

Oxana shook her head strongly. “I don't know you. I just promised to meet Carlo. Not another,” reject it.

“Gosh.” Ivan scratched his un-itchy head. “Good. Just wait here. I'll call the young master so you can believe.” The man clucked slowly before turning around. Shortly thereafter, Ivan returned with Carlo. Only then could Oxana smile in relief.

“Carlo. I thought this person would trap or kidnap me,” chirped the girl innocently as she walked closer to the future successor to the throne of the Red Wolf Clan.

“No, Oxana. He is my friend and protector. Meet, his name is Ivan.” Carlo patted the middle-aged man's back slowly. Ivan himself seemed upset because he thought he would kidnap the beautiful girl.

“I'm sorry, Sir. I-I thought if I only met her alone,” said Oxana who could not hide her disappointed look. For a moment, his blue eyeballs glanced at Carlo.

“No problem. My appearance was a bit violent,” as long as Ivan, made Carlo lick his lips to hold a laugh.

“Ya. Come on, let's go in. It's not good to talk here. Too many people passing by.” Carlo turns his hand into the building, as a gesture for Oxana to follow him.

“Because what we are going to talk about is a very big and secret thing, Oxana,” replied Carlo. At that moment, he was walking beside the beautiful blonde girl.

From a distance away, Oxana could clearly hear Carlo's regular breathing. “What is it?” he glanced at Carlo timidly. Even in the dimness that only get a beam of light from the moon alone, but Carlo's handsome face can still be clearly drawn in Oxana's vision.

“Do you know who the real identity of the man you called by Carlo's name is, Miss?” Not yet the young master replied, Igor had already interrupted.

“A-I don't know,” Oxana replied stammered while shaking her head. Again, he glanced at the man next to him.

“Oxana, do you still remember the organization that brought you forcibly to Italy?” Now it was Carlo's turn to ask.

“Yes, but they've been wiped out by Romeo and his men. From the last news I heard, even Romeo de Luca also destroyed their headquarters on the border of Slovenia and Austria until it was not left,” explained Oxana.

“Oh yes?” Carlo's eyes were round in disbelief. “Does that mean, they've been destroyed in Italy and beyond?”

“Yes. That's why I can return to Russia safely. However, my movement is not as free as it used to be, because I can no longer get out of the Moscow region. I have to avoid Czar or he will exploit me again,” Oxana said. “I can't go home. Though I miss both my parents very much,”.

“How about I offer you a cooperation?” Carlo raised one eyebrow.

“What is it?” Oxana's heart was racing, as Carlo walked closer and closer towards her.

“Come back to Czar and pretend to serve him,” replied Carlo who immediately made Oxana shake her head strongly.

“No! I'm afraid he'll send me abroad again,” Oxana reject immediately.

“I can assure you that it will not happen,” stressed Carlo.

“How to?” sahut Oxana doesn't believe it.

“I can't explain how now, because all I want is for you to trust me,” replied Carlo who sounded strange in Oxana's ears.

“Sorry, Carlo. I don't understand at all. I don't think I can do what you ask either.” Oxana retreated slowly and intended to leave the three men there.

“Young master is the only chance that you will be completely free from Czar for good!” exclaiming Igor. Hearing that, Oxana immediately stopped her movements.

“Czar is just a useless accomplice of Viktor Drozdov, the current ruler of the Red Wolf. Previously, Viktor Drozdov was only the illegitimate son of one of Vladimir Volkov's mistresses, grandfather of Mr. Carlo, or who had the real name Karl Mikhailov,” continued Igor.

“If the young master succeeds in seizing the throne of the Red Wolf clan which is supposed to be his property, then he will destroy Viktor Drozdov and Czar of course. Mr. Mikhailov will destroy them until they are left, and you are free to live your life. Apart from the shadows of Czar,” bright Ivan half persuaded.

“Is that true?” Oxana's fearful face instantly turned into full of admiration for Carlo.

“True once, Oxana. You don't have to worry either. During the mission, I will pay you double the wages you receive each month in that cheap bar,” Carlo replied.