The Bodyguard's
Something to Remember

Two black sedans were waiting outside the airport. One of them is driven directly by Feliks, who will take Grigori directly to the company. Another car was prepared to drive Carlo to Casa de Luca. The vehicle was also equipped with a driver.

“We are already in Italy, but I will accompany Carlo and Miabella to settle a little business in Casa de Luca. Sorry, hon. I have not been able to go back to Rome,” Coco said when they just arrived at Malpensa Airport, Milan City. It was there that Grigori kept his private jet. The middle-aged man had rented a special hangar to store the air transportation.

“Ah alright. Then, when are you going back to Rome?” Although it sounded a bit disappointed, but Francesca tried not to show it blatantly. Moreover, because that was the reason Coco at that time was the beloved nephew.

“I think maybe tomorrow or the day after. I want you to visit Theo's tomb. I haven't been there in a long time,” said Coco as she continued to walk out of the airport area.

“Ya. I will tell this to the children. Careful, Ricci. Ilove you. Remember one thing, never involve yourself again in ...”

“Take it easy, baby. I am a good husband and love you so much,” Coco interrupted who already knew where the direction of the wife said. “First already. We will be leaving for Brescia.” Coco then hung up her phone. The man rushed over to the place where Carlo and Miabella had been waiting for him since earlier.

“For once,” complains Miabella while getting into the car.

“Don't tell me if you're jealous of my affection with your aunt,” Coco replied indifferently. He's coming in. Coco sat in the seat next to the driver. Miabella and Carlo in the back seat.

On the way to Casa de Luca, Carlo and Miabella had little to say. Coco is the same. He seemed to be thinking about something. An hour of travel felt so long. Just this time, Carlo felt lazy as he was about to set foot on the floor of a building filled with memories for him and Miabella. Without saying much, Carlo just walked straight into the room. He didn't even care about Luciella welcoming him and his wife there.

“Your husband is training to control jealousy,” Coco said lightly.

“Is that? You will also act this way when you are jealous. Uncle?” Miabella folds both hands on the chest. His face was challenging the uncle.

Coco seemed to think. Angan the man floated in the youth he went through with Francesca. There's a lot going on. Too many, so that he could not sort one by one in such detail. Coco kept remembering what she was like when she felt jealous of the lover who was now a wife, and gave her three children.

A beam of unforgettable beautiful memories also present decorate the mind of Coco. The curly-haired man smiled a small smile. For quite a while, Coco pensively smiled to herself. This continued until Miabella became bored. Mia's eldest daughter finally prefers to leave the uncle, who is not even aware of his departure because it is too fun to remember the past.

Miabella had arrived in front of her room. He opened the door carefully. Inside, Adriana's older sister found Carlo standing there by the window. A pair of eyes of the head of the Red Wolf Clan stared outwards, staring far away at the expanse of the plantation full of memories for him and his beloved wife.

“Carlo ...” Miabella hugged her husband's straight body from behind. The young woman on her tiptoes, in order to be able to peck at the nape of the head of a man who has a posture several inches higher than himself. “What makes you feel restless, Honey?” asked the brown-haired young lady earlier, while immersing her face near the shoulder of the husband.

“I'm remembering our togetherness first,” said Carlo. “Do you remember that night, Cara mia?” the question is trying to evoke the beautiful memory they once carved both.

“I never forget everything I ever did with you. No matter how small, everything is something very valuable,” replied Miabella. “If you had known. During our three years of separation, I have stood where you are today. Maybe I also look at what is the center of your attention" said the woman who is the rightful heir of Casa de Luca explained.

“Really?” Carlo turned to the side, where there was a face of Miabella still firmly stuck behind his shoulder. “Do I have to feel confident that your attention will never be diverted to any man?” asked the handsome man who owned many tattoos in doubt.

“Gosh. How can you think like that?” Miabella laughed crisply. “If I really like Vlad, why wait for you to come back and let him just like that. I could have had a relationship with him long ago, when you weren't around me. You're a smart man, Carlo. Do not let jealousy make you think silly and even tend to look stupid," reprimanded Miabella speaking as it is.

The unrest in Carlo faded slightly, after hearing the reply Miabella had given just now. For a guy like him, it was too embarrassing to show blind jealousy. It would only make him look completely unappreciative.

Carlo was also mumbling slowly. He turned his back, so he faced his wife completely. “When was the last time we made love in your bed?” whispered in a tone that sounded very deep and full of temptation.

“I forgot,” replied Miabella quietly with half a whisper. “Are you willing to help me remember it again?” A question of challenge for Carlo. Miabella smiled sweetly and looked seductive.

Miabella laughed spoiledly, while moving the foot that Carlo touched softly from feeling amused. The owner of the gray eyes wanted to pull him over immediately, but Carlo held the young woman's ankle tightly. “Stop, Carlo,” Miabella's helpless plea held back the gentle tickle earlier.

“Please, How to mia.” Carlo looked strangely at the beautiful woman who made him so infatuated. He had not yet removed the ankle of the wife, who was in a sitting position with both palms as anchors on the left and right sides of the body.

Miabella looked meaningfully at Carlo who had removed his legs. Slowly, the daughter continued Adriano moving in front of the husband who was watching him closely.

Carlo knows what to do. The handsome man then slightly ducked. She held onto Miabella's chin which looked up to her. Gently and soulfully, the blue-eyed man****** the brunettes lady's lips were on for a while.

Miabella also seemed to be smiling gently. Lihai, the gray-eyed lady's hand opened the hook of the jeans Carlo was wearing, then lowered the zipper slowly. While Carlo prepares for his first flight to nirvana.

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The planned moment finally arrived. After preparing everything very carefully, someone who was waiting appeared. Vlad Ignashevich showed up with a bunch of beautiful white lily flowers, as a gift for Miabella whom he had not seen for a long time. "How are you, Bella?" greet the man with the man bun hairstyle. He kissed the back of Miabella's hand, then thrust out the flowers she was carrying.

"My news is very good, Vlad," Miabella replied with a sweet smile. "For a long time did not meet," said the beautiful woman later.

"We are in the same city. How wide St. Petersburgers? However, I dare not harass you, Mrs Volkov," Vlad said lightly.

Miabella responded with a crisp laugh. He then invited Vlad to sit on the living room sofa, before deciding to go to the dining table. "You also look very radiant, Vlad. Is your business on the rise?" ask Miabella.

"I always try to make all the business sectors I hold in a stable condition. Ever since you got married and no longer take care of wine, I've been in contact with Dante a lot more. The performance is very good" Vlad explained with his distinctive style of speech.

"Yes of course. That's why I appointed him to represent me. Dante is daddy zio's confidante. It felt, too strange if he was not someone who was reliable," Miabella said calmly, responding to the handsome man before her.

Meanwhile, Carlo and Coco continue to watch the 'smooth trap' through a monitor, which is connected via a surveillance camera. The device was deliberately installed, along with a voice eavesdropper so they could hear Miabella's conversation with Vlad.

"Take it easy" said Coco as she patted Carlo's serious shoulder on the screen, as if she didn't want to miss a single scene. However, Carlo did not respond to Coco's remarks earlier. He did not even divert attention at all, from every gesture of the wife who was carrying out her duties.

"I'm glad to have a business partner like you. You are indeed reliable. It is only right that you enter the ranks of successful young entrepreneurs" said Miabella.

While Vlad only smiled calmly when responding to the flattery earlier. Miabella doesn't usually get that friendly. However, of course Vlad was much more fond of his attitude. "I have to divide my time well. Moreover, because you have to go to Catania often."

"For what?" ask Miabella.

"Do you remember my old foster father? He's starting to run the gemstone business right now" Vlad explained.

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