The charm of Mr. De Luca

The Dungeon Mystery

The night is getting late and presents a quiet atmosphere around Casa de Luca, as if there was never a party that took place in that place. All the residents of the house seemed to have fallen asleep, not least Mia. He fell asleep in the arms of his husband. Matteo may have been the only person still awake that night. He was unable to close his eyes after the incident at noon during his wedding.

The wife who was sleeping well. Matteo then releases Mia from her arms and lulls the young woman to sleep with a pillow. Matteo did it very carefully, but still it made Mia wake up. “Don't leave me!” pinta Mia with her raucous voice while holding onto Matteo's wrist.

Matteo, who had intended to get out of bed, immediately abandoned his intentions. “I'm not going anywhere,” he said as he gently stroked the wife's hair. “Continue Your Sleep, Darling." .

Mia smiled gently. Then he closed his eyes. After a while, the young woman fell asleep again. That's when Matteo decided to get out of bed and out of the room. He stepped into the kitchen bare-chested, thus exposing the entire tattoo drawn on his body. As usual, Matteo opened the fridge and picked up a can of beer. After that, he came out of the kitchen and was about to head to the opening of the living room. However, how surprised he was when he suddenly crossed paths with Sorella.

“Sorry, Sir,” he said with a downcast face. Although it was a dim atmosphere, Matteo could see the surprised expression the woman showed.

“Where are you from these nights?” search Matteo.

“I came home for a while to see the state of my son, Sir. Coincidentally I have received permission from Mr. Damiano,” Sorella replied still with her attitude that looks nervous.

“Nights like this?” Matteo sounded doubtful. The man sharpened his eyesight. His pair of gray eyes seemed to be forced to look at something hidden and felt so awkward.

“Ya, Sir. This afternoon I was so busy taking care of many things, therefore I only had time to go there after all the business here is finished,” explained Sorella. “I'm sorry, Sir. Good night,” the woman nodded respectfully then passed from before Matteo who was then accompanying her departure with a sharp look. Moments later, Matteo continued his intention to head towards the living room opening, where he used to enjoy his beer at night.

Matteo leaned his arm against one of the curved-shaped opening walls. His gaze glared far through the darkness of the night. The tranquility of his life was again disturbed after a long time had passed. In his memory, kept circling the words that Antonio had thrown about his suspicions against Damiano.

The cold beer he was holding. A moment later, Matteo was stunned to feel that someone was heading towards him. The gray-eyed man immediately looked over.

Damiano emerged from the dimness of the room. The middle-aged man stepped closer and closer until he finally stood up and lined Matteo's fingers to his right. “You haven't slept yet, My son?” tanyanya slow. He glanced at Matteo for a moment, before finally straightening his gaze forward and staring at the same thing. Something that is of concern to his foster son.

“I can't sleep, Damiano,” says Matteo flat. Sometimes he would drink his drink again.

“You thought about the incident this afternoon, son?”

“Ya,” Matteo replied. “How can you be helped like that? Didn't you plan the party this afternoon as neatly as possible? How could you not have known any foreign woman had infiltrated and ruined my wedding?” matteo's tone sounded repressive and seemed to corner Damiano. However, even so Damiano still looks calm.

“He is not a foreign woman, Theo. That woman is indeed one of the servants here. I don't know how much he's paid to do that. I think, it must be greater than the wages we give every month,” Damiano explained. “You checked it? He's in the dungeon. I've ordered some bodyguards to put the woman there, until you're ready to interrogate her,” continued the green-eyed man.

Matteo took a deep breath. A moment later, he gulped back his drink. “Last day I was busy accompanying Mia. He was so frightened,” Matteo was silent for a moment. “I don't understand, from where the person who told the maid could tell if Mia had any trauma with the wedding dress. I didn't say that to anyone. Only you and Coco know about it,” Matteo glanced at Damiano with a sharp look in his eyes.

“You suspect me, Son?” Damiano returned Matteo's gaze.

“I have the right to suspect anyone at this time. I've known for a long time that there's a traitor hiding inside the Casa de Luca. However, how foolish I am because up to this moment it still nurtures and lets him live in peace!” matteo's tone sounded much more resolute than before. It seemed like he was starting to ignite the anger that was still trying to hold it.

Damiano touched Matteo's shoulder. “Pacify yourself, My child. You'll find nothing in anger but disappointment that may make you even more desperate. Anger will only make your sense duller, so you can't think clearly. Your instincts will not work well, because you will put your passions far more first than the rationality you should hold fast to. Remember, Theo! You are the current leader of the Clan de Luca. You can't act by following your ever-explosive anger like that, my son!”

“You think I don't deserve to be angry after what happened to Mia last afternoon?” matteo protested firmly. However, he still tried to control the volume of his voice so as not to cause a commotion there. “You didn't see how Mia was doing all day! I don't know what you did after the party ended!” grunted Matteo with a breath that began to hunt. The emotions within him suddenly appeared and began to take control of him, getting rid of all his composure immediately.

Damiano just smiled. His roar still looked peaceful and shady. Doesn't seem anxious and anxious in the least there. “After the party ended, I cleared up all the mess there and took the waiter to the dungeon, with Coco of course. I also explained to all your father's colleagues that everything was fine. I told them, Matteo de Luca has handled everything well,” Damiano said. “It doesn't matter if you suspect me, son. However, I'm sure time will answer everything,” he continued.

Matteo seemed to be thinking deeply. A little while later, he lifted his can of drink and gulped it down with the glare of his sharp eyes, leading to Damiano. “I'll call Zucca. He will escort you wherever you go, so that I can watch your every move,” he asserted then as he passed from before the middle-aged man.

“No problem, Son!” damiano said as he stared at Matteo's back unseen.

“Zucca, meet Damiano soon! Keep the man under control until I order you to stop!” tell Matteo in a cold tone.

Matteo quickly ended the call. He was worried that Mia's sleep would be disturbed by her voice. Matteo then lay down on his wife's side, staring at her face until she fell asleep.

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Matteo squinted his eyes, as he felt a soft finger touch caressing his lips. Unable to resist temptation, he took a slow bite at the fingertips and opened his eyes. “Do not be naughty, Mia,” he said.

“Good morning, Theo,” said Mia while smiling.

Matteo replied with a gentle kiss on his wife's forehead.

“How is your mood?” ask Matteo.

“Much better. Grazie,” replied Mia while putting her head on the chest of Matteo's field.

“Thank God,” Matteo was silent for a while, before returning to speak. “You're okay if I leave today for a while? I'll have Francesca and Daniella accompany you."

Immediately Mia raised her head and looked up at Matteo. “Where are you going? Is distant? Was long? Can I come with you?” his pedicab. His eyes were round expectantly.

“I have a little business. Not far away, still around Casa de Luca,” Matteo replied briefly.

Long he waited for an answer from Mia, until the young woman nodded her head. A faint smile rose on Matteo's lips.

He did not waste the permission he managed to bag. Without wasting any time, Matteo immediately put on his t-shirt and called out to Francesca. After a while, Francesca and Daniella arrived at the room and brought breakfast to Mia.

“Jaga Mia well. I'll be right back,” he said before rushing out of the room.

Matteo half ran down the hallway and stopped at a door at the very end. He opened the door and saw a ladder coming down. Matteo went down the stairs to pass through several floors.

On the last floor, Matteo stopped and crouched down. There is a lever that stands out on the surface of the floor. He then pulled the lever until the wooden floor in front of him shifted and revealed another staircase that Matteo had to pass through to get to the basement. Carefully he put his foot out.

The lighting in the basement is usually pretty good. There are several points of lights on the ceiling of the room. However, it was precisely darkness that Matteo encountered.

Many times he tried to push the switch button, but the lights did not want to turn on. Undeterred, Matteo reached into the phone from his pants pocket, then turned on the flashlight. A terrible sight was now presented before him.

The servant behind the bars of the dungeon, he found in a lifeless state. His eyes bulged with his neck hanging on the rope. While the rope is attached to the ventilation holes made of iron. Matteo searched for the key with one of the hands still holding the phone. He opened his iron bars in a hurry.

The servant who had become a corpse was put down and laid on the floor. There was a drop of white foam coming out from the corner of the woman's lips. He held the corpse's wrist which was still warm. “His death was not long ago,” murmured. Matteo circulated his gaze around with the help of a flashlight from his phone. It also directs light to several pairs of cctv cameras located in the corners of the room. “Ck!” matteo's frustration was mounting. Because all CCTV cameras are in a state of rupture and holes, such as marks exposed to gunfire.