The Bodyguard's
Rejections

Carlo looked at the man before him for a moment. Stefan Romanov is a man of almost the same age as Igor and Grigori. The man had dark hair that was neatly combed to the side, with a face typical of men from the Red Bear country.

A moment later, Carlo's attention turned to the young woman with long hair and the same color as his father's. Yelena is so beautiful. She has full lips that look seductive. His pair of eyes were round, beautiful and shining with black irises. In addition, the beautiful girl has a proportional body shape in a tight pink dress that looks expensive.

"What do you mean, Mr Romanov?" carlo asked to confirm the foreign man's words again.

"As you've heard before, Mr. Volkov. My daughter Yelena is the future daughter-in-law of this family. Isn't that right, Madam?" Stefan turned his gaze to Fabiola.

"What do you know about the madness he says?" ask Carlo. He also looked towards the middle-aged woman, the big madam within the Red Wolf Palace.

Fabiola did not immediately speak or explain anything. The dark-haired beautiful woman noticed one by one the faces in the spacious room earlier, before finally glued to the handsome face of the beloved child. "Karl," he said quietly and also sounded very soft. Carlo looked forward to his answer with an impatient look.

"At that time, your late father and Mr. Romanov were very close. So they both decided to match Yelena, who was only a few months old, to one of our twin sons, Alexei. They are still very small, very small. Therefore, your father and Mr. Romanov waited until the age of both was enough. Then we will formalize the engagement" Fabiola said.

"But who knows God's plan. Both my sons died horribly" Fabiola continued, again covering up his pain, behind the stern attitude he had always shown.

"You heard it for yourself, Mr. Romanov. The marriage was directed to my brother who is now even gone. Why are you suddenly aiming at me?" carlo protest later.

"Because it was an official agreement between myself and the late Nikolai. During this time, Yelena had also rejected many men who had come to her ...."

"It's none of my business!" carlo cut out Stefan's words. He could not have accepted the madness. Let alone this moment after he returned to Miabella. In the breakup for about three years, Carlo was not interested in playing crazy, or just looking for an impingement on any woman in Russia. Russian girls are famous for their beauty.

"Again, the news of the death of my husband and two twin sons must have known you a long time ago. That was missed decades ago. Why do you still hope to continue the arranged marriage plan agreed with my late husband?" Fabiola chimed in.

"The reason is because I know that your youngest son is still alive and will one day definitely return. Look at the reality now. He stands among us. A very handsome man, and also brave. I dared to come here with Yelena, after receiving the invitation to the coronation party of your son, Mrs Volkov." Stefan tried to explain. While Yelena did not take a second to take her eyes off the head of the Red Wolf Clan.

"Whatever. But I think this is ridiculous. After all, I was already married to this beautiful girl, even though our wedding ceremony was only held in the presence of a priest and of course God. That's enough" said Carlo, grabbing Miabella's fingers, then grasping her tightly and kissing her affectionately.

"You have no respect for my daughter, Mr. Volkov," Stefan's protest began to lose patience over Carlo's attitude and rejection.

“Dragon your mouth, Mister!” stefan shouted so loudly. His face that had been calm, now seemed to be crimson withstanding anger. While Yelena only showed a cynical smile.

“Karl.” Fabiola touched the shoulder of his youngest son, while nodding calmly. What he did became a gesture for Carlo, in order to be careful in choosing words. He then turned his attention completely to the man who looked at the heir fiercely.

“Pardon my son, Mr. Romanov. However, what he said was absolutely true. The marriage of our children was completed when Aleksei and Liev died. There is no will left of the late Nikolai, other than the knife of Yuri Volkov and the power handed down to our youngest son,”.

“You did not know that the agreement I made with Nikolai was a blood agreement and could not be undone so easily, even though one of our gods died!” sahut Stefan's. “Yelena must marry Karl Volkov!” firmly then.

“I refuse!” sela Carlo is no less strict. “I told you already if I had married him.” The beautiful man drew closer to Miabella's body. For a moment, he felt pity for the girl he had just married a moment ago. Not even twenty-four hours of marriage, they have been faced with the problem as it is today. Miabella seemed much more reserved and uncomfortable. The girl did not like to be in the crowd, or be the center of attention as it is now.

“Your marriage is invalid, as it has not been civilly recorded. You have no legal force for it,” said Yelena who was silent and only gave a naughty look to Carlo. “I can easily annul your marriage with the support of the elders of the Romanov Clan who are also the confidants of lord Nikolai first.”

The woman stepped gemulai. He drew closer to Miabella, then touched the beautiful hair of the princess of Matteo de Luca. Yelena even grabbed Miabella's hair and put it on her nose. “Harum once,” chirps while laughing small.

Miabella certainly felt strange to the woman next to her who had that unusual attitude. “Get your hands off!” the gray-eyed girl gripped Yelena's wrist.

“Have guts too you,” grinned the dark-eyed woman earlier. “How about you share your husband with me?” clawed.

Suddenly it makes Miabella more and more apoplexy. He further tightened his grip until Yelena grimaced. “Don't mess with me, Old Virgin. Just know who you're dealing with. Just act,” hiss slowly, but full of emphasis.

“Hei!” Stefan, who had not received the treatment received by his daughter, immediately moved forward and prepared to slap towards Miabella's face.

However, before that happened Carlo had already stopped and brushed off the man's hand. “Nobody can touch, let alone hurt my wife!” wrathful Carlo with fierce eyes. He then turned his eyes to Yelena, “and you, Miss. You don't know how jealous he is! So, back off if you don't want to feel the anger of the true descendant of the Clan de Luca!” threaten the man while putting up a body to protect Miabella.

“You! You guys!” Stefan pointed at everyone there, not least Fabiola. “I will remember today! The day you humiliated the Romanov family!” his jolt with a thunderous voice, while pulling Yelena's hand. He then left just like that to leave the Red Wolf palace.