The Bodyguard's
Fair Price

Yelena was silent. However, he did not do it out of fear. Princess Stefan Romanov seemed to be able to catch something from Vlad's attitude. The long-haired woman tried. He looked at the man before him, then squinted his eyes. A moment later, Yelena smiled again. "Miabella Conchetta de Luca" he said.

"Don't you dare say her name with your dirty mouth, Miss Romanov!" sergeant Vlad is full of emphasis. He did not even hesitate to throw the glass he was holding, if he did not remember if all he faced was a woman. "Don't challenge me to go out of bounds!"

Seeing the exaggerated attitude shown by Vlad, Yelena actually got the upper hand. Now, he managed to hold the right key to be able to open the path of cooperation with the blue-eyed man. "How much influence does a Miabella have on you, Mr Ignashevich?" tanyakanya. "Ah of course ...." Yelena spoke again before Vlad could respond to the question.

The straight-haired young lady in a beautiful dark color, came back closer to the owner of the mansion. Looking at his eyes filled with cunning tactics, he lay down without turning to anything else. "She's a very beautiful woman, brunettes and also fragrant. How lucky a Karl Volkov is to have a woman like him. In addition, we know how big the reputation of the name de Luca is in Europe. A very remarkable union," Yelena's fishing rod.

Vlad did not immediately respond. The man was still standing glued to his spot, with a sharp look towards Yelena. As someone who was accustomed to dealing with snakes in the form of humans, the young businessman was able to capture the implicit intent in all provocations carried out by the descendants of Romanovs.

"Tell me immediately, what do you really want?" Vlad, who was already irritated, did not want to linger to face Yelena.

However, the beautiful woman who was beautiful had not immediately replied. He first turned to his father and looked at the old man motionlessly. After Stefan nodded slowly, Yelena turned her attention to the handsome long-haired man.

"I'll tell you something, Mr. Ignashevich," said Yelena beginning the speech she was about to say. "My father has been framed by someone named Damien Rach. The man who is known to be from Germany."

Vlad's body language changed immediately, upon hearing the name mentioned by Yelena. The man's face looked increasingly serious and tense as well. "Then?" his question began to be interested and curious.

"Damien offered a dangerous partnership to my father. At first, he rejected it, because the risk was too great. However, we are forced to accept with various considerations," explained Yelena who is still circling.

"Just get to the point, Miss Romanov." Vlad's tone sounded full of emphasis.

"As I said earlier, I should have been a companion of Karl Volkov, on the throne of the Red Wolf Clan. However, it turns out that the youngest son of Nikolai Volkov rejected me outright. Moreover, since he had already married the daughter of the Clan de Luca. I don't like that arrogant woman. She called me a spinster!" Yelena ended her sentence with a slow snort.

While Vlad chose to look down while smiling, after hearing the word virgin. It is certain that Yelena does not know the character of a Miabella.

"The man named Damien offered to help me get along with Karl. The only way is to get rid of that arrogant woman from Karl's life." Yelena continued her speech.

However, the last words he uttered had provoked anger in Vlad. Regardless of who he was facing, the man with the bun hairstyle was clutching the rough long hair of Yelena, until the young woman looked up slightly.

"Hey!" Stefan who had not said a word since, now reacted to seeing Vlad's rude attitude towards Yelena. He had already moved forward and was about to fight a man much younger than him.

"Take me off first, then I'll tell you everything," Pinta Yelena still put on a haughty face, even though she was in such a position.

"Tell me right now, or you'll regret coming to my face!" threaten Vlad is still in a speech like before

"Take my daughter off, you son of a bitch! You will suffer the consequences if a little bit of Yelena's skin is scratched because of you!" Stefan threatened back. He had also cocked the gun pointed at Vlad.

"Calm down, Dad. Don't worry, I'm fine." Yelena stretched out her hand towards Stefan, as a signal for the man to immediately lower his weapon.

"I won't stand by the man's actions against you!" Stefan's getting ready to pull the trigger. He did have only high anger, but it was not worth his brain and thoughts. Stefan had just abandoned his intention to shoot Vlad, when the man made Yelena his shield.

Still with her hand tightly gripped by Yelena's long hair, she moved the beautiful body of single princess Stefan Romanov in front of her. "Shoot me, Old Man," challenged the owner of the mansion with a cynical smile full of sneers. "It turns out you're so stupid!" vlad Caci without the slightest burden.

A moment later, the man with the man bun hairstyle again turned his attention to Yelena. To him, the young lady felt much smarter than the middle-aged man, "Say what plan you did to Miabella!" his insistence.

Before answering Vlad's question, Yelena instead laughed crisply. That young lady really looks really terrible. "You know about the kidnapping incident at a party at the Palace de Luca in Palermo. That's the plan Damien's been working on. However, it's a pity because everything failed miserably" Yelena explained.

"Oh, so the mastermind of that incident is you?" cibir Vlad's.

"Yes. However, it turns out that currently Damien hands off just like that. He disappeared somewhere. While Karl Volkov and Klan de Luca will certainly investigate the mastermind of the riots."

Vlad smiled a cynical smile at the corner of his lips. He threw Yelena down just like that, with no respect at all, so the young lady almost fell down. It was fortunate that Stefan immediately grabbed the princess' body and held her back from falling on the floor.

"I can already guess what it means for you to come here. From the past, the Romanov Clan was famous as a sycophant and also a pest. You hang your life on someone who feels much stronger. Don't you feel ashamed? No self-respect at all! I would never be willing to give protection to people like you who are ungrateful!" push Vlad down

"You talk, Vlad Ignashevich! You're too arrogant!" reply Stefan while pointing straight at the young man before him.

"Then, where were you when my father was slaughtered by Karl Volkov?"

"Forget that, Mr. Ignashevich. If you're willing to grant us asylum, then I'll make sure that Miabella will be a decent payment" Yelena said.