The Bodyguard's
Sweet Touch's

“Taking me where?” miabella asked flat and coldly. “Don't you promise that you won't come here if I don't ask you?”

“Forget that promise than you should end up with another man,” Carlo said firmly.

“What do you mean?” miabella asked again not understanding. The girl shook her head slowly, then intended to go back inside the room while trying to close the door. However, Carlo immediately restrained him. “Stop, Carlo!” sergeant Miabella is firm. He was trying to push the strapping body of the man who was trying to get into his room.

But Carlo was flirting. Miabella's energy was not strong enough to shift her posture that was much larger than the beautiful girl earlier. Charles forced his way in, though the owner would not allow it. At that time, the head of the Red Wolf Clan immediately walked towards Miabella's wardrobe. He opened it and picked up a set of jeans, a long-sleeved t-shirt, and a brown leather jacket.

After that, Carlo picked up a pair of white sneakers and collected them with the clothes. He did not care even though Miabella continued to follow everything she did, with a sharp gaze filled with a sense of incredible wonder.

“What the fuck, Carlo?” miabella Protest. Since then, the girl was only fixated on watching the man who had come here and there preparing clothes and other equipment for her. So familiar with Miabella and also every corner of the room of the girl who had been her lover, Carlo even already knew where Miabella put her hair tie and all the trinkets.

“Come.” Carlo slowly pulled Miabella's hand to get closer to her. He then took off the girl's nightgown even though Miabella refused loudly. However, Carlo was forced. With a fairly quick movement, the man replaced the singlet top that Miabella was wearing with the clothes he had prepared.

For a moment, the blue-eyed handsome man had to hold his breath, as he lowered the girl's sleeping trousers and replaced them with jeans. However, as much as possible the head of the Red Wolf Clan tried to undo all the turmoil that made him feel uncomfortable.

“What the fuck are you, Carlo?” Miabella again tried to resist the treatment of her former bodyguard and lover earlier.

However, Carlo did not allow the beautiful girl in the slightest. He sat Miabella at the end of the bed. Deftly, the handsome man's hands combed the girl's long hair and tied her up.

“I used to tidy up my sisters' hair while in the orphanage first,” Carlo said without asking. He didn't care even though Miabella didn't respond to him at all.

After finishing his hair, Carlo put the girl in a jacket and shoes. When she half-knelt down to pair the shoes in front of Miabella, the beautiful girl simply stared at her fixedly.

A moment later, Carlo re-enforced his body. He reached out with the intention of helping Miabella to stand up. “For what?” ask Miabella again.

“I want to take you to see the world, as we often do first. Don't you miss all that?” Look into Carlo's eyes immediately rained on the beautiful face of his puja girl. So soft and so full of love. Carlo's friendly and warm character never changed, although he was now the clan head of a large Russian organization.

“Come on, don't waste time,” take Carlo again, “or do I have to carry it out?” The man had bent down to lift up the body of Miabella who was still sitting at the end of the bed.

“No need!” reject the beautiful girl immediately. He then got up from his seat, then walked out of the room ahead of the man who immediately showed a satisfied smile.

“I will buy safety riding equipment when on the road later,” said Carlo after sitting on the motorbike. He hints at Miabella getting on board.

After the girl sat comfortably behind him, Carlo drove out of the Casa de Luca area. In accordance with what he had said, on the way Carlo took the time to buy equipment for Miabella ranging from helmets, gloves, and so on. Now, the girl was safe to start their adventure.

Miabella doesn't talk much. At first, he sat down normally with a distance from Carlo. But the longer he stays. The beautiful girl seemed to be starting to enjoy her journey this time.

“Where will you take me?” miabella asked when they had arrived at an inn, which was outside the city of Brescia. The two have even left the far reaches of the region and will soon be out of the Italian border.

“I want to take you to the safest place, where no one will bother ...” Carlo paused his sentence. “You don't know yet what Mr Marco and Mr Adriano will do?” ask the man carefully.

“What do they do?” miabella asked without too much expression.

Suddenly it made the beautiful brown-haired girl was wide in disbelief. But he doesn't want to believe it just like that. “You don't have to do so far just to get me back, Carlo,” scolds Miabella firmly.

“Romeo told me,” said Carlo confirmed. “He said that Mr. Marco de Luca and Mr. Adriano were compiling a list of recipients of the invitation for the event,” Carlo again assured Miabella.

“I can't believe this!” reject Miabella immediately. He got up from his seat, then moved away from Carlo.

Miabella grabs the phone stored in her pants pocket, then starts contacting Romeo.

From where he stood, Carlo watched every move of the girl that made him infatuated. Miabella seemed to nod to listen to Romeo's explanation on the phone with a huffed look. A moment later, the girl ended her call and threw the flat object she was holding just like that on the bed.

“What the fuck! Uncle Marco and daddy zio have gone too far!” miabella slammed her body into the bed.

“In my opinion, it is a natural thing, Miss. They worry about you too much.” Carlo tried to get closer by sitting on the side of the bed occupied by Miabella.

“I don't need any worries from anyone!” the beautiful girl was sniffed.

“Not so, Miss. People who really love and care about you, will always worry about the slightest thing. It's a sign that they are watching and loving you,” said Carlo slowly and carefully.

As much as he was able to withstand the heartbeat and turmoil that began to craze, when he saw Miabella lying on her back.

“Now I feel much more comfortable alone being in the room, brooding about life,” Miabella said moments later. His eyes blankly glared at the ceiling of the inn.

“What made you change, Miss?” ask Carlo again.

“The longing is very and cannot be treated. Also the sense of loss is so great,” replied Miabella. A speck of clear granules melted from the corner of his eye.

“I'm sorry, Cara mia,” said Carlo.

“You are so outrageous, Carlo. At least, even if you leave, keep calling and receiving the messages I sent. That way, I don't need to feel that you've dumped me like shit,” Miabella said.

“Nona.” With hesitation, Carlo crawled up onto the bed, then lay down on Miabella's side.

“How many times should I explain that I never threw you away,” denied the man. Carlo's blue eyes gently scanned every inch of his beautiful girl's face. They now lie face to face, because there is no longer the attitude of rejection of the daughter of Matteo de Luca.

“Grigori forbade me to contact you, because she was worried that my enemies would intercept incoming and outgoing calls. It also harms you, Cara mia,” explained Carlo. His sturdy hand stretched out, then touched the lover's delicate cheek.

“Grigori should have told me about the bad events you had back then. But he hid it all. If I knew from the beginning, I would definitely come and continue to accompany you,” Carlo regretted. "But he did so not without reason. It's all just because I can stay focused on the goal. You don't know how horrible what happened to my father and my twin brothers." Carlo's eyes looked even more sad.

"You have a twin brother?" miabella asked repeating Carlo's words.

"Yes. However, they were killed along with the collapse of my father's power. My original goal was just to have a feasibility. But in the end it becomes much more than that."