The Bodyguard's
The Bodyguard's

A calm smile was beautifully painted on Carlo's thin mustache-dyed lips, when the handsome man received an email from Miabella. How unhappy she was, the beautiful girl agreed to cooperate. In addition, Miabella also invited Carlo to a business meeting. He has set his place, which is a famous coffee shop in downtown Brescia.

With complete confidence, Carlo prepared everything. A beautiful shadow to meet face to face with the girl of the heart that he had longed for, had danced in the eyes. A bunch of white lily flowers were brought along, on their way to the designated place.

Upon arrival at the venue, Carlo immediately parked the two-wheeled vehicle in the available area. With a gallant move, the head of the Red Wolf Clan entered the coffee shop area. He then gave a glance. His pair of glowing blue eyes, so deftly looking for the figure of the young lady among the many visitors. Finally, Carlo's gaze locked on a man who raised his hand, as a sign that he should be sitting at the same table as someone who was none other than Vlad Ignashevich.

"Where is Miss de Luca?" carlo asked directly inquire about the whereabouts of Miabella. He put down the lily he was carrying, then sat in front of the blond Russian man.

"Miss de Luca is at his residence, Mr. Volkov," Vlad said with a friendly smile.

"Then?" Carlo knitted his eyebrows in displeasure.

"Let me explain earlier," said Vlad while fixing the sitting position to be much more upright. "I am the official distributor of de Luca's wine, whether raw or processed or better known as Du Fontaine. So, if you or anyone else wants to apply for cooperation with Miss de Luca, then of course it must be through my intermediary" Vlad explained without changing his language intonation.

"Oh, so it is," Carlo replied in response.

"In accordance with what Miss de Luca said yesterday, you intend to open a five-star restaurant and also a high-end entertainment center in three major Russian cities at once, then you can coordinate directly with me. We can discuss this in more detail at St. Petersburg. Because that's where we supply wine to all of Russia and beyond." Vlad gave his explanation again. Carlo is still listening.

"In addition, since Miss de Luca is in control of this business alone, she has appointed me as her assistant and adviser. Let's just say that I have a concurrent position," the blond man said again without letting go of his smile.

"All right, I get it. Then, let's start discussing this plan of cooperation, because I happen to not be in Italy for long" Carlo responded.

"Of course, Mr. Volkov. I have long been engaged in the distribution of all kinds of classy beverage products. One of them was Du Fontaine. My company based in St. Petersburg, can reach many regions in Russia and even between surrounding countries. It will be very easy for us to do this cooperation, because you and I are in the same country and city. Miss de Luca is a producer. He was far away in Italy. It will take a winding process if you take it directly to him" Vlad said. The man was very adept at influencing the path of other people's minds.

"I don't think it makes any difference" Carlo argued.

"Of course it's different, Mr. Volkov," Vlad argued. "I've known Miss de Luca for a long time. Behind his physique that looks very beautiful and also charming, the reality is that he is a very hard person. Miss de Luca always speaks for what she is and is not easily impressed by a seduction." Vlad pointed his tail at the lily on the table that Carlo was carrying.

"Yes. At least that's what I've been able to catch all this time" Vlad said with so much confidence.

While Carlo looked mangosteen. He also took a slow breath while leaning on his back. The right hand is straight on the table. Occasionally, the son of the late Nikolai Volkov seemed to knock his fingers with a regular. "So, how long have you known Miss de Luca?" ask Carlo then.

"I've only known him for about three years. However, in a little bit, I was able to capture the character of the beautiful lady," Vlad replied still looking confident.

"Yes, you're right." Carlo nodded slowly. "Nona de Luca is indeed a very stubborn girl, fearless, dissident, and also." A faint smile rang out at the corner of Carlo's lips.

Vlad was instantly silent. His self-confidence that felt as if he knew the figure of Miabella, evaporated without remaining. The handsome Russian man then squinted his eyes. He was looking at a Carlo who he knew by the name of Karl Volkov.

"Who are you really?" ask Vlad full of search.

"Me?" Carlo changed his sitting attitude. "I was Miss de Luca's personal bodyguard, from the time she was five to twenty-two." A stark and very poignant answer to Vlad Ignashevich. The blond man was even more speechless. "Miss de Luca does not like seduction. However, he loves lily very much," said Carlo who immediately reversed the confidence in his interlocutor.

A moment later, the chief of the Red Wolf Clan saw the circular watch on his left wrist. "Alright, Mr. Ignashevich. I can draw conclusions from this meeting. Unfortunately, I can't stay here for long. There's still business to be done." Charles stood up from his seat and was soon followed by Vlad.

"We haven't ordered anything, Mr. Volkov," Vlad said, trying to return to his usual attitude.

"Order whatever you want. I'll pay for it." Carlo then reattached the sunglasses he had taken off during a conversation with Vlad. "One more time, bring this flower for you, too" he said with a calm smile. He then reached out his hand, intending to invite a hand.

After saying goodbye, Carlo headed to the cashier's desk. The handsome man seemed to be speaking to the officer there, while pointing towards Vlad. After that, he actually left the coffee shop.

With a speed that is not too high, Carlo directs his big bike to a place that he should not miss while in the city of Brescia, namely Casa de Luca.