The charm of Mr. De Luca

The Trip To Rome

By midday, Matteo and Mia had just returned to Casa de Luca. Matteo immediately told the servants to get the goods they would bring to Rome. The plan, he and his wife will stay there for two days. Before leaving, the couple took the time to say goodbye to Damiano.

“We've only been there two days. As long as I'm gone, don't hesitate to ask Marco for help,” Matteo's message while glancing at the thin-faced man who had been silent since. Since Antonio's death, Marco has looked different. It's been a few nights, he hasn't looked out of Casa de Luca. The man also looked much more reserved.  “Do you hear me, Marco?” matteo asked, immediately awakening the twenty-seven-year-old man's daydream.

Marco looked a little flustered. However, he immediately nodded with certainty. “Iya, I hear you, Theo,” he replied.

Matteo looked at his cousin for a moment. He knew that something had changed from the man he wanted so badly to be the target of his blow. “If Detective Ranieri comes here later and asks about your father, then you must explain as I told you before,” Matteo's message flatly but sound firmly. His eyes were sharp, he looked at the man.

Marco nodded again. He understands all his duties. After all, he didn't want to find trouble with Matteo. Enough of his father who had acted foolishly, looking to die for dealing with the chairman of the Clan de Luca. “You take it easy, Theo. I've understood everything. You don't have to worry and .. say hello to Dani,”.

“I'll tell you,” says Mia with her smile. His attention is now on someone who has just emerged from another part of the house, Coco. He insisted on going to Rome. His intention was none other than to find Francesca of course. Mia can understand that well. Therefore, he agreed when Coco whined to come along.

“You are driving,” command Matteo after they are on the front page. He gestured for Nico to hand over the car keys to Coco, who was then only agape. The brown-eyed man intended to protest, but Coco soon abandoned her intentions.

“You're used to riding a motorbike anywhere. I don't think it's a big deal if you have to sit behind the wheel,” Matteo said calmly. He opened the car door with his left hand and invited Mia to enter. “You are duty-free today, Nico,” Matteo said with ease. After that, he followed his wife in through the right door. While Coco stood still and pondered her fate for a moment, before she finally entered and got ready behind the wheel. Moments later, the Rolls Royce sped up and out of the Casa de Luca courtyard.

During the trip, Matteo and Mia look very friendly. Mia kept her head on the left shoulder of her husband. While Matteo was holding Mia's fingers. Occasionally he kissed the back of the hand of the woman he loved so much, making Mia a sweet smile that was also interspersed with slow laughter and sounded very spoiled. This makes Coco become lost in concentration. The man repeatedly shook his head and took a deep breath. His concentration was increasingly scant, when he saw from the reflection of the inner rearview, when the couple kissed affectionately.

“Yes,” muttered Coco slowly. The sense in his heart of wanting to immediately arrive at the city of Rome and meet Francesca. He also accelerated the speed of the car he was driving. No matter the condition of the road that is crowded by vehicles. Coco continued to increase her speed.

Mia who at that time felt the car they were riding was speeding faster, immediately leaning forward. “Plan-swallow only, Ricci,” the door.

“I will slow down the car if Theo wants to sit next to me,” Coco said flatly. He gave an offer that sounded very annoying, but made Coco smile with satisfaction.

“Ck,” Matteo clucked in annoyance. However, he still considered Coco's request, considering that his wife now looked terrified. Without thinking, in the middle of the fast pace of the luxury car, Matteo immediately got up from the passenger seat and jumped beside Coco.

“Theo!” exclaim Mia. She seemed to be worried about her husband who seemed to have forgotten his wounds that had not recovered.

“It's okay, Honey. I often do this,” said Matteo while looking at Mia with her charming smile. In accordance with the agreement, Coco also let her car down. Long enough they were in the vehicle, so Mia felt uncomfortable and changed her sitting position. Matteo noticed it from the reflection of the rearview mirror inside.

“Before we arrive, Cara mia,” entertain Matteo after the vehicle they are riding in has started to enter the border of Rome. They were passing through the inter-city toll road. Mia noticed the shady trees growing along the side of the toll road. It reminded him of the first time, when he set foot in the Italian capital with a million dreams and hopes. Suddenly his daydream stopped when Coco braked suddenly. Mia's body flinched forward, then pulled back and crashed into the back of the chair, as she was wearing a seatbelt.

“You all right, my dear?” Matteo immediately looked back and saw the state of his wife.

“No. I'm it's okay. Is there a problem, Ricci?” ask Mia.

Not yet Coco replied, Mia had set her gaze forward and saw another car crosswise right in front of the car they were riding in. From inside the transverse car came four men of great height. They walked closer with a hostile look.

One of the four people knocked on the window glass beside Coco. Casually, the curly-haired man opened the window and smiled kindly. “What is this, Gentiluomini (Gentlemen)?” ask Coco kindly.

“Perdonaci (pardon us) who have disrupted the comfort of your trip. Our vehicle has a brake problem. Can we ask for help?” ask the stranger.

Matteo immediately gestured to Coco stating that the men looked suspicious. He shook his head slowly as he stared intently at the man leaning his elbow against the car door. “You don't have a cell phone? This is a toll road, you can contact the highway officer,” Matteo said coldly.

“Cih, cocky once!” caci the man while taking something out of his jeans pocket. A small folding knife he toyed on his left hand.

“Theo,” says Mia slowly. However, Matteo ignored him. Still with the sling arm slung over his shoulder, the handsome man came out of his vehicle gallantly and walked towards the man holding the knife earlier. Three other foreign men followed Matteo.

“I suggest that you don't get in trouble with me. You wouldn't like it if you saw me angry,” Matteo said. His pair of gray eyes seemed to be gleaming as it controlled the rising emotions.

But Coco shrugged her shoulders.

“Let's just. I was lazy to expend energy,” said Coco casually while scratching his forehead. He just watched the scene in front of the car.

The big tall man then pointed his folding knife at Matteo. While the other three people moved to the left and right side of the Matteo car. They squeezed and seemed to bluff so that Matteo felt afraid. “If we can not ask for help in a polite way, then we will use rude way!” threat firmly.

Instead of feeling afraid, Matteo just raised his head and seemed to challenge them. There was a cynical smile on the corner of her lips. “It's clear that you're a low-class criminal who can't recognize me,”.

“Yes, this low-class villain will soon force you to open the trunk!” the man was furious at hearing the mocking speech from Matteo.

“For what should I open my bag?” Matteo frowned.

“Of course so that we can move the package we brought into your car,” grinned the man then broke down.

Matteo was already able to guess the intent of the man before him without having to ask for any further explanation. The four foreign men who stood around him were drug dealers looking for prey, to bring their packages into the city. This is one way to keep them safe from being caught by the police. Not so with the victim. If he is caught, then he is forced to deal with the police, while the original dealer will escape.

“Who are you?” ask Matteo coldly.

“For what did you ask that?” the stranger asked back.

“How know I know him,” replied Matteo calmly. This made the men look at each other. The man who was pointing a knife at Matteo frowned.

"What are you really?" asked the man with a look that now looked cautious. He began to feel something else. Especially because he saw the attitude of Matteo, who had not been afraid at all with all his bluff.

Matteo returned a sinister smile at the corner of his lips. "You ask who I am? I am Matteo de Luca" replied Matteo confidently.

Hearing that answer, the look on the man's face changed drastically. The folding knife he pointed at Matteo, just fell on the asphalt. His body seemed to lose energy upon hearing the name that the man before him mentioned. The tall man just stood there.

“Bos, what the fuck are you?” protest one of the men. They look confused to see the attitude of the man called ‘Bos’.

“Where will you take the package?” Matteo kept asking without giving the man a chance, to answer his partner's question.

“Our destination is Club Angelo Notturno, courtesy of Mr Adriano D’Angelo. Our jetua,” replied the man with a nervous mimic.

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