The charm of Mr. De Luca

Convincerti

Mia continued to hug Francesca tightly. He was so moved by all the words of his sister. Daniella folded her hands on her chest. The girl then sat on the sofa not far from her two sisters. Daniella seems confused as to what to say. One thing is for sure, he harbors anger against his annoying sister's lover. “Theo, can't you do something?” ask him suddenly. The voice of the blonde-haired girl was very loud in the quiet atmosphere of the room.

 

Matteo turned his gaze to Daniella who seemed to give him a challenge. The soul of a Matteo fighter is of course immediately intrigued by the question given by his sister-in-law. However, he had not had time to answer that question, Mia had first interrupted firmly. “No! I will not allow my husband to intervene directly!” there was a tinge of worry in the resolute tone Mia showed at the time.

 

Matteo turned his eyes to his wife. There was a small smile on the corner of her lips. “Are you worried about me, honey?” with a strange looking face.

 

“You are my husband, of course I am worried about you,” Mia said with half annoyance. He knows that Matteo may still bring his regret from Adriano's club. “Male kaum is strange,” muttered Mia annoyed.

 

“Excuse?” Matteo brought his ears closer to Mia. While Mia just glared at her husband. Another case with Daniella who immediately frowned because she saw the husband-wife drama presented in front of her.

 

“Hey, what's wrong with you guys? Where is the harmony you always show, which can even turn a cloudy sky bright again. I'm surprised, you guys ..”

 

“This is all because of the clothes lacking materials that you lent to Mia,” interrupted Matteo cynically.

 

“Theo, stop!” mia protest. “It's not time to discuss that issue! The problem that Francy is facing is far more important than your unwarranted jealousy!” sergeant Mia firmly.

 

At once Daniella gaped to hear Mia's words. He immediately turned his attention to the young woman. “Wow, Mia! Are you the center of attention there?” yell Daniella enthusiastically. “That's great news. I always wanted to be like that,” complained Daniella in the end. He also breathed regretfully.

 

“The bottom line, I will never allow Matteo to intervene directly. The wound has not fully recovered. I do not want if my husband has to repeat all the treatment and therapy he has been through,” said Mia, making Matteo just scratch his forehead. He did not want to have any problems with Mia. The debate because Adriano too, has made him feel tormented because of anger that he can not vent fully.

 

“I will intervene,” said Coco who suddenly came out of the room, making Francesca who had been bowed since then while sobbing immediately raised her face.

 

Stared at the beautiful level of Coco which is now decorated with bruises in several places. Francesca wiped her tears away. The girl stood up and poured into Coco's arms which immediately replied warmly. Francesca came back crying in the arms of the man she loved so much. “I'm glad you're okay,” said the hazel-eyed girl while cupping her jaw firmly Coco.

 

“I've faced five people at once. Have you forgotten about that?” reply Coco. Very gently, he wiped away the tears from the face of his girl puja. “Why don't you ever talk to me about anything? If that's your problem, then I won't think anything wrong about you,” Coco regretted with a loving look at Francesca.

 

“I'm afraid, Ricci,” Francesca back sobbing.

 

“What are you afraid of? I told you I would help you as much as I could. I will do anything to make you happy. Don't you trust me?”

 

“No, of course not because of that,” refuted Francesca while shaking her head slowly.

 

 

Francesca was silent for a moment. “If I dare to fight him, then I can be sure my career will be ruined. Same with my dreams, Ricci. I ... I can't,” she said with teary eyes.

Coco snorted dejectedly and unraveled her embrace. “You still think about it, Francy? I don't understand at all,” grumbled. “Does your dream make you smile? Can your dream make you happy, give you true happiness? Because if you don't, you're just gonna torture yourself for something that's not worth it!” coco said again quite firmly.

“Your words have hurt me, Ricci. Indirectly, you have lowered my ideals,” murmured Francesca. His voice looks so disappointed.

“That's not what I mean, Francy. I want you to accomplish everything on your own. You don't need Filippo or anyone else to be famous. With all the talent you have, you can get what you want,” Coco continued while gently stroking Francesca's cheek. But the girl did not answer. He lowered his head for a moment, then chose to sit back next to Mia who had been observing the conversation between the two of them.

Francesca crossed her arms, then rubbed her own. “I don't want to lose everything I've earned so hard. I'm sorry,” said the girl in the end.

“Does that mean you don't need my help, Francy? You don't want us to teach that son of a bitch a lesson?” furious Coco. It was unexpected that Francesca was so stubborn.

“If you don't answer, then that means you don't argue with me,” Coco continued. With little hope he waited for a while for Francesca to speak. However, the girl did not open her mouth.

“Alright if that's what you want. I will not block your way anymore,” Coco said as she turned her back and went back into the room.

“No! It's not so, Ricci! Listen to me!” Francesca looked up at Coco who had closed the room door. He runs after Coco and tries to open the door again. However, Coco had already locked it.

“Ricci, please, understand!” pinta Francesca with a trembling voice. “Ricci, open the door! I still want to talk!” repeated many times. “Ricci!” countless Francesca called out that name, but Coco paid no heed to it at all.

“Already, Francy. You are both sick and tired. Calm down each one, and you should immediately rest in the room,” persuade Mia gently. He let his half-sister into the main room. “You can accompany Francy, Dani,” Mia glanced at her half-brother who was still standing dumbstruck beside Matteo.

“Then, where will you sleep?” ask Daniella.

Mia did not answer. He turned to Matteo who also looked at the confusion towards him. “Can we sleep in your car, Theo?” mia asked with her naughty smile.

“Yes, of course. I think it's a very good idea. You can make up in there,” timpal Daniella while glancing naughty. He followed Francesca who first entered the room, and left the couple in the living room. Before actually entering, Daniella's mischievous gaze turned to Matteo. The man seemed to grin and walked over to Mia.

“Daniella gave me a very good idea,” Matteo said. He then grabbed the remote of the car lying just like that on the living room table and put it in his pants pocket. Matteo then pulls Mia's hand.

“Theo, but ..” Mia tried to dodge as Matteo continued to hold her out of the apartment and stepped straight into the elevator. Matteo's grasp tightened as the two of them entered the elevator, then moved down slowly.

The elevator doors opened when they arrived at the basement. Matteo did not let Mia stay away from him even if it was only a few inches. “Staying near me,” whispered with lips that he accidentally attached to Mia's earlobe. A small touch but able to awaken something in Mia, and make her hair bristling.

Matteo then reached into the remote of the car and punched it. The sound of the car roll roycenya typical alarm, barking once. Matteo immediately turned his head towards the source of the voice and immediately approached him. With his left hand, he opened the door for Mia and let her in first. After that, Matteo circled his vehicle and sat in the back seat on the right.

“You can press the button next to you and the seat backrest will move down. The legs of the chair will rise. It can be a very comfortable bed,” explains Matteo.

"Theo, but ...” from then on Mia could only say those two words.

“Why?” Matteo turned his body towards Mia. However, he could not lean his body to approach his wife.

“Then we get married, I'm used to sleeping by hugging you,” said Mia shyly.

Matteo shifted himself to get closer, until now his body was in direct contact with Mia's body. He also wrapped his left hand on the tiny body of the wife, who was still wearing a coat. Matteo then embraced it affectionately.

Mia immediately reciprocated Matteo's sweet treatment by leaning her head against Matteo's field chest. At that time, his fingers were busy playing the buttons of the husband's shirt. “Theo,” call Mia streamed.

“Iya, what's up?” matteo Sahut slowly.

“Do you know, if you are the first and last love. My heart has been held ever since we first met. Don't worry about me because I'll never turn away from you. That is impossible,” said Mia slowly while looking up, staring fixed pair of gray eyes Matteo who was also looking gently at him. Mia then raised her face to get closer and she was able to reach and softly kiss the lips of the husband.