The Bodyguard's
Bring You Back's

"Aren't we going to Italy this afternoon. If you want, then ...."

"Miabella doesn't want to see me, Grigori," Carlo interrupted immediately. Both of his hands tightly gripped the iron fence that became the balcony barrier.

"You are a man, my lord. There are a thousand ways for men to conquer the heart of a woman. How high is the top of a mountain. However, there are still climbers who are able to conquer it. How hard is a woman's heart? I'm sure that nothing will survive a drunken seduction." Grigori gave a small grin.

Carlo, who had turned his back to the middle-aged man, immediately turned his head. He raised an eyebrow next to her, as a sign that he was becoming interested in the counsel's words. "You want me to be a wooer?"

"Whatever for the young lady, my lord," said Grigori.

"How is it? I'm ...." Carlo was silent for a moment. He seemed to be thinking while scratching his forehead. After that, Carlo rubbed the nape of his head. "What time are we leaving?" tanyanya shifted the topic of conversation.

"We're leaving at fifteen this afternoon. However, it can be adjusted to your wishes, My Lord," said Grigori gave a choice.

Carlo did not answer immediately. He's back to thinking. A moment later, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips. "We're leaving in an hour" Carlo broke up

just pass by.

"As you wish, My Lord," said Grigori while nodding respectfully. He did not dare to refute the young master's decision. The grigori immediately prepared everything. This was tantamount to a sudden departure for the middle-aged man.

"Aren't you and the young master leaving later in the afternoon?" asked Ivan who looked astonished.

"Mr Karl deliberately advanced our departure schedule for one and two reasons. Have you coordinated it with Simic?" ask Grigori. Simic is the name of the helicopter pilot who will take him and Carlo to Italy.

"I've been telling him since. Luckily the helicopter was ready. You know that Simic is always reliable" said Ivan, smoking a nearly finished cigarette, then turning off the rest in the ashtray. "Then, when will the young master come back here again? Remind him that there are still many important matters to be dealt with here as well" said Ivan. He told Nikolai's former adviser.

"The young master plans to be in Italy for one week" Grigori replied. "You don't have to worry. I think he must know his duties and obligations. We will only settle some matters regarding the gemstone business" Grigori explained. He did not continue his conversation with Ivan, because Carlo had already appeared there.

Although he had been appointed as the head of the Red Wolf Clan, but it did not make Carlo's appearance changed. He is still loyal to torn jeans on the knee and equipped with a bomber jacket. Black glasses also do not miss adding to their good looks.

"Are you ready, sir?" ask Grigori.

"We're leaving now" Carlo replied. Before it passed from there, the dark-haired man then turned his attention to Ivan. "Kutitipkan mother here. Please take good care of her, "he said.

"Calm down, young master. Not even you ordered, all of us who are here will definitely take good care of the big madam" Ivan replied reassuringly. "About the information, Igor said that he will return tomorrow from Sochi. Too bad, he must be so exhausted."

"Take him to the spa for a sauna bath" Carlo responded, and immediately replied to a crisp laugh from Grigori. Before moving on from the presence of his partner, Grigori had patted Ivan's arm familiarly. After that, he laughed again as he walked away leaving the man alone.

Using Grigori's private helicopter, Carlo flew to Italy. For the first time, the man set foot in the country where he spent his childhood. Carlo and Grigori's first goal was of course the workshop that became the gemstone processing under the guise of an investment company.

"We got an email from someone named Martin Sosa. He is a distributor of gemstones for all regions of Croatia. The man offered to cooperate with us. We had a discussion yesterday, and he plans to meet you in person" Feliks reported, when the Grigori had been in the basement which was a sorting workshop and everything related to gemstones.

"I dare not make a decision. You know that I don't have the basis of a businessman" said Carlo doubtfully.

"Mr Nikolai is an amazing businessman. In Russia, he owned several businesses besides this gemstone. One of them is a petroleum refinery company, which has been sold by Viktor and is currently in the hands of a businessman named Ludwik Klemens. I followed the news about the Polish businessman. According to the news I heard, the company is now being sold. I think this is our chance to take back ownership" Grigori explained. While Carlo listened carefully.

"After power fell into Viktor's hands, he did not want to be bothered with taking care of companies that had obtained licensing from the government. Viktor sold everything, and only held the gun business. He also smuggles illegal drugs" Grigori said.

"How can he sell an entire company that's not in his name?" Carlo frowned because he did not understand.

While Grigori took a deep breath before answering the question. His memory hovers over the past few decades, when he witnesses Viktor and his men holding guns near Fabiola's head. While the woman was holding a baby Carlo. The twins Alexei and Liev continued to cry from fear.

Under such heavy pressure, Nilokai eventually agreed to sign a treaty stating that he transferred all assets on behalf of Viktor Drozdov, the illegitimate son of his father's mistress.

"Don't do it, sir!" prevent the Grigori firmly and loudly. He himself was then at sharp gunpoint. After the Grigori exclaimed so, a Viktor's men thrust a dagger at his back and slashed it to his waist. The grigori collapsed with blood.

In an already helpless state, he can still see when Viktor shoots Alexei and Liev in the head, as the two children continue to cry. While the commotion occurred, when Nikolai put up a fight and had brought Fabiola and their baby out of nowhere. However, the Grigori sneers heard someone exclaiming that they had escaped into a secret tunnel.

The limp of an Carlo imagined the events of that time. He sat down, especially when he saw the Grigori taking off the long-sleeved t-shirt he was wearing. The middle-aged man then turned his back to Carlo, and showed a scar extending to near the waist.

"How did you survive?" ask Carlo.

"When Viktor and his men had not been chasing after Lord Nikolai and Lady Fabiola, Igor came. He was also seriously injured. He took me away" Grigori explained.

"To put it bluntly, Igor and I had no more hope for the lady and the master. They were just the two of them, carrying a baby. While the chase behind ...." Grigori put her clothes back on. "That was the darkest story of the Red Wolf Clan. That's why I kept the young lady's condition a secret. I just want you to focus and be able to take back everything that Viktor has taken for granted. It's been a long time that man's been in power."

Grigori then sat down next to Carlo who was still quietly stuck. "The power has returned to your hands. It was time to crawl and build the Red Wolf so that it could be at the peak of its glory again like it used to be. Me and the others are so convinced that Mr. Nikolai's blood flowing in you, can be a great motivation." Grigori continued to cultivate Carlo's self-confidence.

"If the young lady is one of the ones who encourages your life, then I will make sure that she will come back again. Don'worry. I'm an expert at seducing women .. ah I mean .. just leave everything to me" Grigori said with a smile.

After the conversation, Carlo then went around the underground workshop with a glass bulkhead that he had once been to. Feliks reported everything that happened during the Grigori stay in Russia. From their conversation, Carlo was able to capture the important points that could be used and valuable lessons for him. Until late in the afternoon, Carlo just came out of the jewel workshop. He then headed to the basement parking lot, where his motorbike was.

"We check your bike often, sir. Just to make sure everything is fine," Feliks reported as he watched Carlo who had just opened the cover of his favorite motorcycle.

"I ordered Felix to do that. Look, nothing has changed a bit from the body of your bike. I'll make sure that his physical condition is still the same as when you left him here" Grigori explained as he offered Carlo a helmet and other driving equipment.

"Thank you everyone. I feel at ease for putting my bike on you, " Carlo replied while wearing a helmet and sunglasses. After that, he climbed up and sat on his big bike. Carlo turned on the engine and heated it up for a while. Shortly after, the man drove the two-wheeled vehicle out of the basement parking area to the city of Brescia.

With a high enough speed, Carlo pulled his bike. However, before arriving at the intended place, the handsome man took the time to buy something. Then he went back on his way.

In a short time, Charles had arrived and stopped in front of a gate that looked very sturdy, with a board that read Casa de Luca. "Miabella, I've come to bring you back" he said.