The Bodyguard's
Dissappointed

"I want to bring back the big name of the Red Wolf Clan in mainland Europe. It is my duty as the remaining official descendant of the Volkov family to clear the clan's good name. I had a great responsibility all along. It's not just for a beautiful love story, Miss." Carlo told everything to Miabella.

"You should know that every moment I think of you. I can't go back or see you until all my work is done. Everything I represent is through the white lily that you always throw away" Carlo regretted.

"I don't know if you sent it. Why don't you just put your name in there?" Miabella defended herself.

"I'm sorry. At first it will be like that. However, I think again it could be a marker for me whether you ...."

"Will you turn away easily?" interjected Miabella with eyes and half protest.

"Um .. yes that is." Carlo smiled gently. "It turns out you threw it away. On the one hand I feel sad that you did so, but on the other hand I feel confident to bring you back into my life."

"You're such a bitch!" Miabella hit Carlo's arm in annoyance. "I don't like you!" his grunt turned around. Now, the girl is lying in a back-to-back position.

Carlo returned to smile. He used a folded hand as a head brace. Silence enveloped both of them. Carlo dissolved in his mind while staring at the ceiling. Miabella had fallen asleep.

When he realized that the girl was already in the dream crib, Carlo got up. He then moved Miabella to where she should be. After that, the handsome man enveloped the girl to the chest.

He saw the beautiful face of the beloved pujaan. Until at any time, the beautiful feelings for the daughter of Matteo de Luca will never disappear from Carlo's heart. He would struggle to regain what he had unleashed by accident.

The night has passed. The gurgling sound of water kept Carlo awake from his sleep. He got off the couch and stepped into the bathroom. Under the shower with rushing water, Carlo sees the beautiful curves of Miabella's body that once belonged to her.

Without saying much, the blue-eyed handsome man then took off his clothes. With a gallant step, he approached Miabella who was engrossed himself. Slowly, Carlo grabbed the girl from behind.

Immediately, Miabella became surprised. He then turned around with wide eyes. "What are you doing?" loud protests.

"We used to do things like this together" Carlo replied without taking his eyes off the pretty face with wet hair and body. Miabella moved back until her back touched the cold bathroom wall. He could no longer dodge, as Carlo approached and stood right in front of him.

"There are so many things I miss about you. Our togetherness all along ...." Carlo grabbed the pretty look of Miabella with his right palm. While the left hand he used to embrace the slender waist of the girl earlier.

"I miss your lips so much" whispered Carlo among the water's gurgling sounds.

A small, light touch began the morning. The two then looked at each other. Slowly, Carlo rubbed Miabella's long, wet hair. "I love you, and always will. I want to take care of you, until I can no longer do anything. How long are you going to tell me to wait? Three years has been enough, Bella ...."

"It's me. Let's touch it." Carlo grabbed both of Miabella's cold hands, then pressed them against his own face. "I'm right here in front of you. I'm not going anywhere anymore. Whatever happens. I swear it on my mother's behalf. You should meet him soon." Carlo clasped tightly onto Miabella's body. The two of them hugged each other, under the rushing water from inside the shower.

A few moments later, the two lovebirds were ready to continue their journey. The city of Vienna in Austria will be their next stop. Unlike yesterday, this time Miabella's face looked slightly radiant. Things were different from what Mia and the others were feeling.

"The last person to come here was Mr. Carlo" Luciella replied as Adriano asked him in a speech that seemed to be interrogating.

"Carlo?" repeating Adriano. He never got back to asking Luciella, because Dante had first come to face.

"Master," said the man who had served for dozens of times. He nodded respectfully to the Tigre Nero chief.

"How, Dante?" ask Adriano who is still putting on a serious look.

"From the surveillance camera footage it is clear that the young lady left with Carlo. In addition, the gatekeepers confirmed it. However, they had no idea that Carlo would escape the young lady from here," Dante explained carefully.

"Oh, so all this time he was just pretending to offer cooperation to Miabella." Vlad, who was also there, smiled faintly as he shook his head slowly. "The way he did is really not elegant," continued the Russian man again.

"I don't like the attitude that brought Miabella without my permission or Mia's" Adriano said. The middle-aged man clenched his hands in anger. Again, Carlo made himself so disappointed.

A moment later, Adriano turned to Mia. He simply fell silent with a blank look at the thick glass-lined table before him. After that, Adriana's real father then reached into the cellphone from his shirt pocket. He seemed to be contacting someone. "Marcos. Take Zucca. Get ready because we're going to Russia soon." Decisive and straightforward, what Adriano told the Klan de Luca leader who was still in Palermo. After that, he called the helicopter pilot and told him to get ready.

"You going there, Adriano?" asked Mia who had just been silent.

"Yes, Mia. Carlo has been acting so outrageously. I have to teach him a lesson!" adriano firmly moved from his seat.

"May I come, Mr D'Angelo?" ask Vlad who stands up immediately. The eyes of the man looked hopeful.

However, his wish had to end in disappointment, as Adriano shook his head. "I'm sorry, Mr. Ignashevich. However, this is a family affair and has nothing to do with business" Adriano replied as he passed to the helicopter's runway immediately.