The Asmara Jugar the Mafia

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"What's up, Francy?" mia asked curiously when she saw Francesca and Coco standing around, looking at the three photos that had just been taken out of the envelope. Mia could see the trembling hand of her sister holding the photos.

"Francy, I can explain it" said Coco, who was visibly misbehaved and uncomfortable.

"You're really brash, Ricci!" francesca said while throwing the photo sheet before Coco's face, so that the man had to turn his face to the side. After saying so, Franesca went back inside. His intention to leave, he paused because of the anger that suddenly appeared.

Curious, Mia then picked up the three photos scattered on the floor. Instantly his eyes widened, when he saw the picture in it. It was Coco who was kissing Monique with a bloodied body. "God! What the fuck, Ricci? When and where is this?" ask Mia.

"Mia, I .. I can explain it," replied Coco. Shocked and confused mixed into one, making the curly-haired man have no idea where to begin.

"Is it because of this too Marco's leg sprained and. Is this the party you're talking about?" Mia frowned, inexhaustible with the actions of the three men who were happy to challenge the danger. "I'll see Francy first" Mia said again a moment later. He returned the photos to Coco's hands, then left the man who was now just standing there.

Coco continued to think about who had taken her picture with Monique secretly. Moments later, the brown-eyed man strode gallantly towards the interior of the Casa de Luca building. He stopped in front of the room occupied by Adriano and Mia. Without knocking on the door first, the man just walked in. Looked in there, Adriano was tidying his beard in front of the mirror. "Can't you knock on the door before you get in?" tanyanya who was disturbed by Coco's disrespectful attitude.

"I should have asked, what do you mean I should capture the scene of my kiss with Monique and send it to Casa de Luca!" Emotionally, Coco threw the photos in front of Adriano who was still standing glued to her astonished face.

"What do you mean?" adriano asked as he picked up the photos from the floor. He was stunned when he saw her. A moment later, Adriano turned her attention to Coco who seemed to be holding back emotions.

“You jerk, Adriano!” Coco steps forward, lunges, and tries to hit Adriano in the face. However, the blue-eyed man also did not remain silent. He moved quickly and immediately dodged, so Coco's fist only hit the empty space.

The curly-haired man had no intention of stopping. He again tried to hurt the handsome face of the husband of his future sister-in-law. However, Adriano was not at all provoked. He dodged while locking Coco's legs using only one of her right legs.

Coco fell backwards with her head about to hit the floor. Luckily, Adriano was quick to prevent and pull the body of his prospective sister-in-law until he stood up again. “Please yourself, Ricci. Why would I do such a thing? What's in it for me? If I send the pictures, it's the same as opening up all my lies to Mia. Again, what's in it for me?” adriano said in a calm and flat tone. His eyes were sharply glared at Coco who at that moment seemed to be thinking.

“How can I not accuse you? Because you're the only one there. Who else if not you?” tuding Coco again. His tone sounded doubtful.

“Even if I was the only one there, I couldn't take a picture of you secretly, and sent a picture of him here. It's the same as suicide. Jeez, tell me, Mia hasn't seen it, ‘kan?” adriano's calm countenance turned to panic as he recalled the wife.

“Unfortunately, already. He saw the photos with Francy,” replied Coco half-down. There is guilt in him for accusing Adriano.

“Death to me,” Adriano tapped his forehead quite tight, then ruffled his neatly combed hair. “I shouldn't have accepted your invitation at that time,” regrets Adriano. Now, it was the turn of the chairman Tigre Nero who felt anxious while walking back and forth in front of Coco. “What to say to Mia. Damn it! Who is doing this to us?” his grunts non-stop.

“This is weird, Amico. All I know is you and me upstairs in that house. There's nothing else. I am very sure, because at that time Marco and I had managed to kill everyone who was there,” Coco explained.

“Actually ... not all,” murmured Adriano. His eyes were sharp looking at Coco who was also looking at him in wonder.

“You mean?” ask Coco.

“Who else is it?” Coco shook her head while shaking her waist.

“A strange man named Jacob who I saw first in the window. You remember, don't you? At that time I told you that he wanted to talk to me,” Adriano said.

“What is he talking about with you?” ask Coco curiously.

“Something about Lionel's flash drive. He said that he wanted to rebuild the organization and needed my help," replied Adriano, “but. Why would he take a picture of you and send it here?” the man muttered slowly.

Coco had not yet responded to Adriano's words, because Mia was suddenly standing in the doorway of the room. “Ricci, I think you're the only one who can stop Francy. He forced himself to go and pack his things,” Mia said in a cold tone. It seemed that she was also harboring emotions in the curly-haired man and also the husband of course.

“Gosh." Without wasting any time, Coco immediately ran away from Adriano's room. He left the husband and wife looking at each other and just speechless.

“I'm very disappointed in you, Adriano,” Mia said moments later.

“Honey,” Adriano trying to get closer, about to hug the slender body of the wife. However, Mia avoided it first.

“How many times have I told you? I don't want you investigating Theo's death anymore. Is that unclear to you, Adriano? Ah, if this is how I'm not strong either! You're driving me crazy! Maybe I should go with Francy.” Mia turned around and was about to pass from there.

However, Adriano's hand first gripped Mia's arm and pulled her closer. The handsome man twisted his wife's body a little rough, then grabbed her tightly. “If you go, then I'm the one who's going crazy. Please, Mia. Forgive stupidity. Don't punish me like this,” pinta Adriano while hugging Mia tightly.

Mia herself had no intention of returning the hug. The feeling of anger from being lied to so controlled his heart. He chose to be quiet and did not respond to Adriano in the slightest.

“Honey,” Adriano breaks her embrace, then kneels before Mia. “Say something. Don't just shut up. It was really painful,” his face was clear. The ruthlessness and prowess of being the head of the largest and most influential black clan in mainland Europe seemed to evaporate. He bowed his knees in the presence of a meek woman, who had managed to smear his heart long ago.

Meanwhile, under the same roof as the different rooms, Francesca had already finished packing her clothes and paid no heed to Coco who was shouting her name from behind the door. Francesca accidentally locked the door shortly after Mia left the room. “Francy, I will break this door if you don't open it immediately!” exclaim Coco.

The girl of her late stature had absolutely no desire to respond. He was just stuck by the side of the bed with his eyes staring at the floor. The shadow of Coco who was kissing Monique, so disturbed her mind at that moment.

“Francy! Really mean! Open the door or I'll force open!” exclaim Coco again. Hearing that, Francesca covered her ears and lowered her head deeply.

“One .... two ... three!” After Coco said so, she kicked the door leaf as hard as she could to break it. With ease, Coco pushed the door with her feet while grimacing softly. His movements were too strong, so the wound on his stomach that had just healed back was painful.

While holding his stomach, Coco walked slowly toward his future wife. “Please listen to me, Honey,” the door.

“You don't have to explain anything to me, Ricci. I-i understand. Maybe you still want to vent your anger due to the many rejections I have given in the past. It's okay, just keep going. But, I'm sorry. It turns out I'm not as strong as I thought I was. I think it's better if we end it all up here,” Francesca said slowly. The girl started sobbing, then covered her face with both hands.