The charm of Mr. De Luca

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Mia looked closely at Matteo. He tried to dive into that sharp gray so deeply. Mia even continued to do so until she arrived at the base of a trust-based building.

 

Everything Matteo had done for her, was already far more than proof of the man's love for her. Matteo kills Antonio, his uncle, just to save Mia's life. The longer, Mia increasingly finds something from behind the gray eyes. He saw a wordless gesture that Matteo had conveyed to him.

 

“Don't forget, you have to take pain medication, dear,” said Mia softly. “I go to the room first. My stomach feels very nauseous if you are here for a long time,” he said again while kissing Matteo's lips with a friendly. Camilla turned her face back. Without saying goodbye to Camilla, Mia just passed by leaving Matteo alone with the beautiful girl.

 

“Your wife is not as gentle as you think, Theo,” Camilla said after Mia was no longer seen.

 

“Yes, you are right,” replied Matteo while turning his eyes to the beautiful face of Camilla. Those blue eyes with full lips did look very seductive, but no longer to a Matteo. “I'm married to Mia. I'm so happy with our marriage,” Matteo is twitching the base of his nose. “Why do you still keep teasing me, Camilla?”

 

“You asked ‘why’ to me, Matteo de Luca?” Camilla smiled bitterly. “You should know what the answer is. I just want to collect my rights that you took three years ago. Count in three years how many days!” Camilla stared fixedly at Matteo. The hue of disappointment was clearly drawn in the corner of his eyes.

 

“I know if you've forgotten or maybe never even considered our three years together! However, I'm not a street slut, Theo! I am the daughter of Emilio Rosetti, a businessman who is your father's business partner!” Camilla seemed to want to bring out everything in her heart.

 

“Why do you have to talk about it? I never thought of you as a street mongrel. I treated you well in those three years. However, if at this time I prefer Mia .. all that is because I really want her to be my wife. I would never have banned you if you wanted to be in a relationship with anyone. Same with before. We both just had fun. Then, why are you playing heart?”

 

Without feeling it, Camilla shed her tears when she heard the statement from Matteo that was so painful. His pride collapsed instantly. All the confidence that had always made Camilla look so proud, now vanished and fell under the feet of a Matteo de Luca, the man she loved so much.

 

“You don't have a heart! Do you remember that night? The night our parents were chatting in the living room, while you sneaked into my room ...” Camilla was silent for a moment. The girl then got closer and stood right in front of Matteo. “You are the first man for me, Theo. Am I not also the first girl for you?” the blue-eyed girl.

 

“Ya,” reply Matteo cold. “However, the first is not necessarily the last. I won't deny any of that, Miss Rosetti. You are indeed the first girl for me, but that does not mean I make you as someone special,” refutes Matteo flatly.

 

“Listen to me, Camilla. I can kill any man easily, but I refuse to be rude to a woman. I'm just reminding you not to disturb Miaku's calm. Not because I was silent and impressed to let you, then you can act arbitrarily. Anyway, I still appreciate you because you've been with me for the past three years. However, I had already closed the story of those three years when Mia stood at the altar with me,” Matteo let out a slow breath.

 

“It's time I took the medicine. You better get home and rest. Don't cry for me, Camilla. Let's just say I'm a jerk that you deserve to throw away,” finished saying that, Matteo then passed leaving Camilla still glued to where she stood. The feeling of the long haired girl was so shattered. However, he was unable to refute the words of a Matteo. The love he offered for the gray-eyed man was simply too big and beautiful.

 

Meanwhile, Mia was standing by the window of the room. His gaze glared far at the vast estate of Casa de Luca. Mia seemed to be looking for something that was still vague to her. He was so focused that he didn't realize Matteo was standing behind him. The beautiful man kissed Mia's shoulder gently.

 

“Cosa stai guardando, Amore mia (What are you looking at, My love?),” whispered Matteo quietly.

Mia jerks. He turned to his right, where Matteo's face was. A moment later, the brown-eyed woman again glanced at the vineyard that was beginning to bear fruit.

 

“Sto cercando la old onesta tra l’uva (I'm looking for your honesty among grapes),” Mia replied with half a murmur.

 

Matteo smiled knot. He placed his chin on Mia's shoulder and followed the direction of the woman's gaze. “Can you find him, honey?” whispered Matteo again.

 

Mia did not answer. His feelings are mixed now. Mia doesn't know what to say. The brown-haired woman did not want to be angry or cry. He just chose to be quiet.

 

 

Seeing Matteo do just that, Mia rushed up to him. Unasked, he immediately helped remove the coat, causing Matteo to turn around and look at Mia. The man smiled a little. The smile that though seemed stingy, but looked very sweet to Mia. Yes, very sweet and even very sweet, especially because of the touch of the man's lips that always makes Mia lulled. He has a coat that he hangs on his left arm. Mia could never resist the slightest kiss from a Matteo.

 

“I will prepare warm water for you. Your body must be clean before resting,” Mia said shortly after feeling the sweet lips of her husband. He also led Matteo to take off his shoes and shirt.

“Grazie, Mia,” Matteo gaze can not be separated from the movements of Mia who is hanging her coat and storing her expensive shoes in a special rack. “One thing you should know. In the slightest it never occurred to me to hurt you, both heart and physique,” Matteo said, but Mia could hear it clearly. He stopped his activities for a moment, then rushed towards the door.

“I'll take the basin for a while,” he said. However, he stopped again as a servant stood before him as Mia opened the door.

“Sorry, Mistress. There is someone who wants to meet with Mr.” said the waiter was polite.

“Who?” Mia circulated her gaze outside the room, looking for the figure of Camilla who might still be there. “What is Miss Rosetti?” tanyakanya.

“Not, Mistress. Miss Rosetti had already left Casa de Luca a few minutes ago,” replied the waiter.

“What's the problem, How to Mia?” suddenly Matteo was standing behind Mia bare-chested. Although the arm sling is still installed perfectly, but the beauty of her athletic body is still clearly visible, to the extent that the young maid must bow her head deeply. “Someone wants to meet you, Sir. The man said that he was from the police,” he replied without daring to look up.

For a moment, Matteo and Mia looked at each other, before Matteo finally decided to put his shirt back on, assisted by Mia of course. He then went down into the living room.

In the spacious Tuscany-style living room, Matteo spotted a man in a black suit with his badge. He was sitting on a brown sofa. While Mia continued to follow Matteo from behind.

“Buon pomeriggio (good afternoon). Is there anything I can help you with?” matteo asked with his distinctive tone, impressed cold and intimidating.

“Good day. You must be Mr. Matteo de Luca" the man said. "Include me, I'm detective Fabrizio Ranieri. I'm from the Brescia district police. I am the one who has been investigating the death of Mr and Mrs de Luca,” the man stood up and introduced himself while reaching out.

Matteo welcomed the handshake and invited the man to sit down again. “Didn't my uncle hand over the culprit to your side?” tanyanya flat.

“Actually that is our problem at this time. The man named Ernesto Homar was really dubious to be a suspect,” explained the detective carefully.

“I don't understand,” Matteo shook his head slowly. He then sat opposite the police detective, and was followed by Mia who was sitting gracefully beside him.

“Ernesto Homar has admitted that it was he who caused the death of your parents. But he couldn't explain what it was like

cara” Fabrizio.

“Means?” Matteo leaned his body as he scrunched his forehead. While Mia looked tense at that moment.

“Your parents died from a car bomb mounted on the side of the wheel. Whoever installed it, obviously is someone who is very expert, while Ernesto .. he can not even distinguish between a timer with a remote bomb,” explained detective Fabrizio.

“Bombs that killed both of your parents, detonated using a remote remote. Someone had pressed the button from an unknown place with certainty. When we asked Ernesto Homar, he looked very confused. We did the reconstruction and gave him the tools normally used to assemble the bombs. We asked him to demonstrate how to set up and detonate the bomb, but he couldn't. He is completely blind to it,” continued the detective at length.

“So?” matteo's heart rate rose sharply as the clock ticked off the wall, waiting for a response from detective Fabrizio.

“Our conclusion is ... Ernesto Homar wasn't the culprit. He was just someone who was sacrificed to cover up the crimes of others. So, we have to meet your uncle, Antonio de Luca, to be questioned,” Fabrizio stressed making the heart of Matteo instantly stop beating. Likewise with Mia who at that time looked agitated.

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