THE SINFUL BONDAGE OF MAFIA PRINCESS
024. LOOKING FOR SOMEONE

"Do you know where he lives? Is that guy really not in his house?" Ruella asked the two guards.

"Right lady, that guy went somewhere. His wife and two children were just left in his house." Answer Fazio.

"We've also found out to their friends but no one knows where he is." Paul who drives.

Paul Gnonto is a black man with hair tied up for length. Has a body that reaches two meters, while Fazio Belotti has black hair with white skin like the Italians in general. His height was only ten centimeters. They are both 35 years old.

"Take me to his house. Let me ask his wife directly." Ruella exclaimed while looking for Donzello's name on her nickname list.

Ruella pressed the phone button to call her beloved husband who was currently at work.

"What's up, baby?" Donzello answered the phone.

"When are you going home? It's five in the afternoon. I'll go to your office and we'll have dinner outside." Ruella.

"Yes, come here. I'll be home when you come here." Answer Donzello. "What do you want for dinner?"

"Because we're not going to Paris, I'm going to eat French food." Ruella.

"All right, I'll book a place for us to have dinner. I have to answer the phone first. Be careful on the road, Rue. I love you."

"I love you too." After that Ruella ended her phone.

Not long before they arrived at the old building which was an apartment inside a very densely populated slum. Together with her two men, Ruella walked into the building.

"Madam, their residence is on the fourth floor, and here there is no elevator." Fazio.

Ruella looked up at the arrangement of the floor above her, and then turned to the stairs. For a moment he thought that it would be very bad for him to climb the stairs in a condition that is pregnant like now. But there was no other choice because he wanted to find out the whereabouts of the man who had foiled his honeymoon the other day.

Soon Ruella climbed the stairs with steady steps. Even thin high-heeled shoes are still worn until it sounds a jolt that collides between the shoes and the floor of the stairs that are not covered with carpet.

Although fatigue was felt, but Ruella continued to walk up to the floor on the way. The floor that feels very humid with less lighting because of the lack of ventilation and windows makes dust accumulate and makes Ruella cough.

"Are you okay, madam?" Paul asked with a heavy voice. "Here is very dirty, should the mistress not need to come here. His wife would definitely not say anything about the person's whereabouts."

"No problem, I always knew what it took for the poor to open their mouths." Ruella replied back on her way and entered the increasingly dark corridor.

Fazio knocked on the door of an apartment room and a woman holding a baby in her arms opened the door.

The woman who looked so shabby looked at Ruella's presence along with her two guards with a gaze that instantly turned into a fright.

"What are you guys doing here?" Ask the Woman.

"Are you the wife of Ciro Tonali?" Ruella's gaze was very sharp looking at the skinny woman with sunken eyes and there were dark circles in her pair of eyes. "Can I come in?"

Before the woman could answer, Paul pushed the door open. Inevitably the frightened-looking woman retreated backwards.

Ruella stepped her foot into the apartment room which was not even much larger than her room. The room was very cluttered with items that were out of place.

A seven-year-old girl immediately ran over and hugged her mother from behind with a frightened face upon seeing their presence.

"Say where's your husband?" Ruella asked with a cold look.

The woman remained silent and silent. It was seen that she was hiding her husband's whereabouts.

Ruella clucked as she grew impatient waiting for her answer.

"Tell me where he is. Even if you don't tell me, I won't stop looking for her. So it's the same if you're going to stay alone taking care of your two children in poverty. Your husband will keep hiding and will not come back to you. I'll make sure he doesn't come back to you. I'll keep looking for him for whatever time. " Ruella said with an increasingly sharp gaze. "It's the same as if he's dead, isn't it?"

"Don't kill him!" Excited the woman with tear-stained eyes. "I beg you to let him live and forgive his mistake. We have two children who need their father. I beg you madam, forgive him and let him live."

Ruella smiled at the woman. She was very sure that the woman would open her mouth after this and tell her husband whereabouts.

"You take it easy, I won't kill him. You don't have to be afraid. You should even thank me because I'll guarantee you your life." Ruella.

Ruella opened the bag she was carrying and took some money from her expensive purse, and placed it on top of the sleeping baby in the woman's sling that became visibly confused.

"Buy something you need with that money. Instead tell me where Ciro Tonali is."

The woman looked at the money sheet that in her eyes was more than enough to meet her needs in the next few months. Seen he thought and his face became indecisive because it looks like Ruella managed to make him become tempted by the money.

"I'll give you money every month if you tell me where she is." Said Ruella again.

"Genoese. She's in Genoa, ma'am. But please don't kill him. We need it so much." A woman named Norah Dimarco.

After getting where the person he was looking for was, Ruella walked out of the apartment building. His feet ached after climbing and descending the stairs wearing pointy high heels.

"It's very troublesome." Murmured Ruella took off her shoes as the car started to go.

"The lady's okay?" Fazio asked, looking at Ruella.

"Yes, I'm fine." Ruella replied in an annoyed tone due to the pain in her leg.

"Then what about after this, ma'am? That man is in Genoa." Paul glanced at Ruella from the rearview mirror.

"I'm going to ask someone for help that I can rely on so much." Ruella replied with a hint of laughter as she picked up her phone.

The voice on the other end of the phone instantly rang out when Ruella contacted someone she could very much rely on in many ways.

"What's up, princess?" Ask a guy on the other end of the phone. "I'm sorry, for being so busy I couldn't come to my beloved princess' wedding."

Ruella chuckles at the babble of her cousin Vincenzo Verian Sanzio, a twin of Veronica Verian Sanzio. The man was the son of Ruella Vivian's aunt Zeta La Nostra who was a mobster with power in Genoa and Venice.

"Vinc, I need your help finding someone in Genoa. I know you're the only one I can count on without my father knowing what I'm doing." Ruella.

"Just calm. You can count on me in everything." Answer Vincenzo.

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