The Bodyguard's
Bull's Eye

“Joke let alone this?” Marco chuckles. However, his laughter immediately stopped when he saw Adriano's increasingly tense look.

“Say once again, Carlo,” send the husband of the Mia with great emphasis.

“I've married your daughter when we were on our way to Russia,” explained Carlo looks calm.

“So apparently.” Adriano smiled cynically. “By being a clan head of a large organization, it has made you lose your manners and respect, Carlo! Where did all the knowledge I gave you first go?” the leader of Tigre Nero was furious.

Adriano took a few steps forward. He tried to get closer to Carlo, with both hands remaining hidden in his trouser pocket. “Come, Miabella.” Adriano's blue eyes turned to the last daughter he cared about.

However, Miabella shook her head slowly, clasping the hand of the man who had become her husband even tighter. “Carlo tell the truth, Daddy Zio. We're already married. A priest who had married us both,” Miabella was nervous. He also raised his left hand and showed his ring finger adorned with Carlo's silver ring.

“Good. In that case, I ask your husband to follow my steps into the study, ” Adriano said as if he did not want rejection. He immediately turned around, then passed towards the space he had mentioned earlier.

Miabella and Carlo looked at each other for a moment, before finally being responded with a soft nod from Carlo. Highlight his eyes soft, trying to calm the wife who looks increasingly anxious.

“Adriano.” Amidst the tension, Mia calls the husband who has moved away to the workspace. Unlike usual, this time Adriano did not respond to a call from Mia. He continued walking until his sturdy body was invisible from sight.

“Just obey his will, Carlo,” Marco said.

“Yes. I also mean that,” said the head of the Red Wolf clan. He then stepped gallantly, following Adriano to fulfill the man's request. Carlo immediately entered the large room with the door already wide open. Adriano was standing by the big window with a bright look.

“How, Mr?” carlo asked, making Adriano look over immediately. Highlight his eyes were still sharp as if skinning his former foster child alive.

“How many times have you disappointed me?” hiss Adriano as he walked closer.

“I love Miabella very much,” firmly Carlo.

“Love?” Adriano muttered softly. Unexpectedly, the man clenched his hands and then slapped a punch right at Carlo's pointed nose.

The husband of Miabella was completely unprepared for the surprise attack from her in-laws. Carlo's stout body staggered backwards. However, he was still able to maintain balance so that he did not fall.

“You don't want to reply me, Carlo?” Adriano tilted his head while smiling mockingly.

“I will not retaliate even if you kill me, Sir,” Carlo replied calmly. A few drops of blood began to flow out of the handsome man's nostril.

“Hm, good, because I won't stop.” Adriano lunged again and struck Carlo in full force, until the newlyweds fell back and fell behind. Luckily his head did not hit the floor of the room made of marble. However, Carlo's right hand held on to the statue located on the side of the entrance. The statue collapsed and almost hit the body of Miabella's husband if he did not immediately avoid.

Carlo coughed while trying to stand up. The man's eyesight began to twitch, as his breathing was interrupted by a hard blow to the heart. However, as much as possible Carlo inhaled deep air, until his lungs were fully filled. After that, he tried to stand up straight again.

“What your brain can you use to think, or should I hit again so that the contents of your head get thinner!” Adriano was already preparing to net his deadly blow, as Miabella forced her in.

“Stop, Daddy Zio!” prevent the girl from shrieking loudly while stretching out her hands. He stood straight in front of Carlo. Miabella used her body as a shield, so that Adriano could not hurt her husband any worse.

“Stop, Bella,” hiss Adriano with a face that looks very scary.

Adriano froze for a moment. She never thought that Miabella would do such a defense. “Is that how much you love her, Principessa?”

“Yes, Daddy Zio. I love her so much, just like you love my mother,” Miabella said with a body position that remained as before. Tears also began to wet her smooth cheeks

“So Move, Honey. Let Mr. Adriano vent all his anger on me,” said Carlo slowly. Sometimes he grimaces small while holding his chest.

“No, Carlo. I've just let Daddy Zio kill you! If you die, then I will die too,” said Miabella while sobbing. She turned her back so that she faced her husband, and hugged him tightly.

“Originally you know, Bella. Your husband's position is insecure. There are many dangers surrounding it. Carlo should have understood that better. Viktor Drozdov was probably a weak leader. However, not with the people behind him who were not slaughtered by your husband. It is certain they will take revenge,” Adriano said. As much as she could, she held back her anger.

“That's what keeps me from accepting! You've put my daughter's life at risk with this reckless and reckless act, Carlo! You took him across Italy until the Russians crossed the land! What the fuck!” Adriano's screams blared, loud echoed in every corner of the room until it was heard by Mia and Marco.

“Stop, Adriano!”

Slowly Adriano lowered her fist as Mia ran into the study in a hurry. He saw the wife who looked so riled up, and Marco who looked at her with a look of disbelief.

“You've beaten the head of Russia's biggest mafia, Amico. If this incident spreads, you will trigger a war between organizations,” hiss Marco restless.

“Carlo won't dare challenge me. Isn't that right, Carlo?” Adriano smiled cynically. “After all he deserves it!” snarl.

Carlo was silent. He was deliberately not going to retaliate any treatment Adriano to him.

“Already, already! Stop it now!” sela Mia's. “Bella, take your husband to the room. Take care of her injuries,” tell the middle-aged woman shortly after facing Miabella, “and you, Adriano! We have to talk!” Mia immediately turned to her husband, then pulled the man outside the room.

“Wait!” marco exclaimed when chairman Tigre nero was no longer visible there. It was Miabella who was addressing Carlo. Marco then moved first and stood in front of the couple.

“So, you guys are really married?” marco asked in disbelief.

“Ya, Uncle. Now move. I have to treat Carlo,” pinta Miabella lazy.

“Then you must come to the contest,” Marco said.

“Jeez, what for? I already have a partner. Cancel the party!” miabella's snort was upset. Carlo himself did not say much. The man was still with a pain that struck all over his body.

“Instead it! You can use the party as an event to announce your relationship, as well as apologize to the invited guests. Introduce Carlo to the elders. I'm sure this will have a positive impact on the Clan de Luca. We will be more respected. Our position will be even stronger and invincible!” cetus Marco stirred, like a politician who was decorating.

“Yes for gosh." Miabella clucked slowly. He led Carlo who was smiling from holding back a laugh, then passed by the uncle just like that.

“So, how, Bella? You agree, ‘kan?” marco asked half forcefully.

“I'll think about it later!” sahut Miabella.