The Asmara Jugar the Mafia

The Wedding

Mia immediately got down from the car, as Francesca ran towards her. They hugged her full. Sad cries mingled with happiness, adorning the meeting. The worry that Francesca had been feeling, had finally disappeared. "Where have you been?" francesca asked as she wiped her tears. However, Francesca's question was answered immediately, when Adriano got out of the car with Miabella.

"I'm getting married to Adriano soon" Mia said. His voice shook as it held back the crying.

Suddenly, what Mia said made Francesca so surprised. The girl did not believe her sister's words. "Are you sure, Mia?" he turned his gaze to Adriano who approached them. She was holding Miabella who looked sleepy.

Adriano smiled kindly at Francesca. "How are you, Miss Ranallo," he said.

"Mr D'Angelo? Yep. My news is very good. I'm just shocked by the news of your wedding plans" Francesca said. However, he tried to keep a moment of all the curiosity in his heart. The hazel-eyed girl invited Mia in. "Dani will come tomorrow with Marco. She's worried about you, Mia. We were busy looking for you in Rome" said the girl, clutching Mia's shoulder until they entered. Meanwhile, Adriano immediately took Miabella to his room.

"Come on. I'll tell you something" Mia asked.

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The night continued to creep up the quiet atmosphere around Casa de Luca. The time had already turned eleven by over thirty, when Mia decided to go out and walk towards Miabella's room. He saw the little girl was asleep, because she was exhausted after almost a day of walking in Milan. Miabella seemed so happy that Adriano bought her many gifts, including the doll of one of the famous superheroes.

Mia smiled faintly as she watched the innocent face of her little princess. “Theo, our daughter is getting bigger and smarter,” she murmured slowly. He then kissed Miabella's forehead, while fixing the blanket that covered the little princess' body. After that, Mia decided to get out of there.

Walking quietly down the hallway, Mia's steps stopped in front of the room she used to occupy with Matteo. Since her husband's departure, Mia doesn't want to occupy the room anymore. He chose to sleep in another room. Mia also never went in there, because there were too many memories that reminded her of the figure of Matteo.

However, soon Mia will actually leave the room. He will also leave the Casa de Luca, which has long been a place for shelter and day after day full of unforgettable beautiful stories.

Mia finally ventured into the room. With trembling hands, the long-haired beauty turned the doorknob and opened it. He was stunned for a moment, before finally stepping foot to enter. Mia continued to gather courage and fight all fear, which made her feel anxious.

Just one step into the room, Mia was stunned again. He then turned on the lights so that the whole room was clearly visible. Everything still looks the same. The bed, the table, the chair, everything in the room was still in place. Just like the last time he was in that room.

Mia's pair of brown eyes continued to sweep through every corner of the room. He then walked to the bed and sat on the edge, on the side that used to be Matteo's place. “Theo ..” Mia's voice trembled as she rubbed the pillow that had always been the support of the husband's head, in accompanying him through the night. “Theo ...,” heavy sigh Mia nan raucous mingled with a stifled sob.

Mia grabbed the pillow then held it tightly. Every now and then, he kissed the pillow and hoped to find Matteo's scent there. However, for so long Mia did this, apparently she found nothing but pain. A bitter reality that must make him realize, that Matteo is indeed dead.

“Theo ..” Mia's voice was held back. It felt like he was shouting that name as loud as possible, and hoped that Matteo could hear his pill moans. However, Mia was not able to do that. She can only cry, lamenting her love that has gone even without her letting go

A moment later, Mia put the pillow back on as before. He then headed to the dressing room. There, Mia opens Matteo's wardrobe. He touched one by one the clothes of the husband hanging neatly.

It is still clearly engraved in his memory, the day he was wearing a coat on Matteo's strapping body. Mia never thought that it would be her last time together with the gray-eyed man.

Mia's shadow then shifted as she hugged Matteo's helpless body drenched in blood, until the man let out his last breath.

Lemas, Mia's body collapsed to the floor in a tight position. His head was bowed with tears that kept falling. The pain broke again. One, two, or even a hundred years seemed never enough for him to forget the beautiful figure.

Matteo is Mia's first love. He was the first in everything for the woman. If Matteo were still around, Mia would not have given herself to any man.

"Theo, I'm getting married to Adriano D'Angelo. I had to do it. Please forgive this stupidity. I did it for you. I swear I'll give you justice you haven't, Theo. Either way, I'll find the coward who attacked you from behind."

"You will soon be able to rest much more calmly, once I can find that person. This is the promise of a wife who was snatched away by force.” Mia raised her face. He immediately wiped away the tears that had soaked his cheeks. Miabella's mother got up and stood up. Mia's determination is getting rounder. He had to get rid of all the doubts in him.

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Today, is a historic day where the man with the posture of 187 cm will take off his stature. Adriano is already dashing with an expensive tuxedo that makes him look even more charming.

Meanwhile, Marco and Coco are coincidentally and very forced to be the groom's companion. The faces of the two men implied a burden that was difficult to express in words. “Can you two have a show for today alone?” Adriano glanced at the two men in turn.

“No!” coco replied firmly though slowly.

“Already. Don't make a scene now. Poor Mr. D’Angelo. Do not let the flowers in his heart not develop,” said Marco while patting Coco's arm.

“Oh, you're very understanding, Marco. Thank you very much,” reply Adriano while smiling knots at the husband of Daniella.

“Yes, equally. I already have two sons. So, should be able to think much more mature than a single person,” quipped Marco interspersed with a soft laugh, when Coco glared at him.

“So dear Mr. Ricci who never married,” timpal Adriano held back laughter.

The mockery made Coco even more annoyed. He clenched his hands perfectly. However, Coco had to hold her anger deeply, as the priest who was about to preside over the sacred ceremony had already attended and was preparing to start the event. The solemn atmosphere was felt in the church which was a silent witness to the binders of Mia and Adriano.

It was like a dream come true for Adriano, when she saw Mia walking towards him in a beautiful white wedding dress and looking luxurious. Adriano was unable to take his eyes off in the slightest, from the figure that had always filled his heart. Mia really looked perfect that day. He's really amazing.

They stood side by side at the altar. In the presence of the priest who guided the two in taking the oath of allegiance to the marriage, until the ritual was completed. Adriano was also welcome to kiss his bride.

However, the man was silent for a moment. He looked at Mia who looked a little hesitant. A moment later, Mia gestured to Adriano, as a sign that she was allowing the man to kiss her.

Without wasting time, Adriano cupped the beautiful face of the woman who had now become his wife. She immediately kissed Mia softly and soulfully.

Shortly after, Miabella entered in her beautiful white dress. The little girl walked towards the altar. In Miabella's hand was a small tray containing a ring for her new mother and father. Miabella was the center of attention at the time. Moreover, when he asked to be able to kiss Adriano's cheek, before the man pinned the ring on Mia's ring finger.

After all the events were over, it now arrived at the party session and banquet. There were many congratulations to both brides from the limited number of invited guests.

Daniella, present with her two sons, Romeo and Tobiah. She seemed overwhelmed by the nurturing of the two children who were only a year away.

Meanwhile, Francesca that day brought some of her friends who were fellow models. The girls sound very noisy and invite the attention of Coco, who is busy enjoying her drink with Damiano and Marco. The curly-haired man then approached the group of beautiful girls earlier. “What's exciting, Ladies?” ask Coco in her signature style.

“My friends are so naughty, Ricci,” replied Francesca holding back a laugh.

“How to?” ask Coco curiously.

“Ah, Rickey. Don't you see if Francy's sister-in-law is really handsome and adorable,” one blonde girl enthusiastically said. He turned his gaze to Adriano, who was talking to several guests.

“Oh, she looks hot. Like a freshly baked meat removed from the oven,” chimps the other girl with a laugh.

Their attitude had made Coco even more upset. He then turned his eyes to Adriano. The feeling of dislike in his heart towards the man grew increasingly.