The charm of Mr. De Luca

Minacciato

Coco continues to try to stay focused on driving, although her concentration has now begun to fade. He fell silent again and refrained from being affected by the conversation. Matteo and Mia were also seen sleeping well most of the way.

 

The other with Francesca. After getting a call from Fillipo, he returned stunned. His gaze was not distracted from the figure behind the wheel. Occasionally, Coco glanced at him from the reflection of the inner rearview. However, the man did not seem to want to comment anymore.

 

The long journey, felt so long for the two people who were tossed in a chaotic feeling. Things that should have been solved easily, but now it becomes so difficult.

 

After several hours passed, finally the car they were riding in had entered the border of the city of Brescia. Coco kept driving the vehicle fast. He wants to get to Casa de Luca soon.

 

“Are you going to sleep on, Amico?” Coco patted Matteo's thigh to wake her up. Matteo woke up soon. They entered the Casa de Luca area. Matteo turned to the back seat, looking at Mia who was still sound asleep.

 

“Mia, wakeup. I can't carry you to the room if you sleep on,” Matteo said. However, Mia was still asleep, until Francesca woke her up. A moment later, Mia opened her eyes. They have now arrived at Casa de Luca. Without saying much, Coco quickly removed her seatbelt and got out of the car. He threw the keys to Nico, who was ready to park the car in the garage, along with a row of other cars.

 

“My task is done, Nic,” said Coco with her signature smile. He did not want to show everyone, that now his heart was being struck by an extraordinary eternity. Nico smile. Snapping him caught the key that Coco threw at him. After that, he bowed respectfully to Matteo and Mia who had just come out, before long his gaze was then fixed on Francesca who still looked glum.

 

“Nico, please bring my sister's suitcase to guest room number two. Her suitcase that is heart-red,” pinta Mia with her friendly smile.

 

“Good, Mistress,” says Nico politely. He took out two suitcases from the trunk and immediately brought them in.

 

“I want to sleep first,” Coco said after they were both inside the house. Without much further ado, he passed towards his room. Matteo and Mia can understand that, so they don't talk much.

 

“What's with that bachelor?” damiano asked who welcomed their arrival at that time. He seemed to frown because he was astonished.

 

“What's wrong, Damiano. He just feels tired,” said Matteo. He approached the green-eyed man. “Is there any latest news as long as I go?” tanyakanya.

 

“You better change your clothes and rest first, Theo,” between Mia. His eye sign seemed to represent what he had to say to Matteo. The gray-eyed man glanced at Damiano for a moment while shrugging his shoulders.

 

“We'll talk later. My boss has given his orders,” Matteo said slowly, but it was still heard clearly by Mia. The brunette only smiled as she pinched Matteo's cheeks in a fit of anxiety. After that, Mia then took Francesca to her room.

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Without feeling it, a tiring afternoon had passed. The dark atmosphere now enveloped Casa de Luca with its silent atmosphere. After dinner, Matteo invites Coco and Damiano to talk in his study. Damiano, who had been holding back his curiosity since this afternoon because he saw Coco's face adorned with bruises, immediately asked him about it. Coco begins to recount the events of the night in the courtyard of Francesca's apartment.

“I don't know which group they are from, Amico. I saw they had the same tattoo,” Coco said after telling Matteo and Damiano the night.

 

“What kind of tattoo?” matteo asked with a face that looked serious.

 

Coco was silent for a moment. Let alone the image of the tattoo on the body of two men who did a braking against him, he even still remembered their faces very clearly. “The two men have a black head tattoo on their right arm. I think it is a symbol of a certain group, because the image is exactly the same,” Coco explained again, making Matteo and Damiano speechless. Both men seemed to think. Highlight Matteo's gray eyes, even staring intently at the drink he was holding in a crystal glass.

 

“Is there some kind of writing or other thing on that tattoo?” damiano asked to be more convincing.

 

Coco shook her head slowly. “There's nothing there. I only saw the image of the head of the black tiger,” explained Coco confidently, making Damiano sigh heavily. It had intrigued Matteo.

 

“You know something, Damiano?” inquiringly. He stared fixedly at the loyal nanny who at that time seemed a little uncomfortable. However, not long after, Damiano nodded.

“It seems, it is a symbol belonging to the Tigre Nero gang,” Damiano replied softly, then looked at Matteo and Coco alternately.

 

“Owns Adriano D'Angelo?” search Matteo while scrunching his forehead.

 

“Adriano? The guy on Elba island?” timpal Coco leaned her body. “Do his men have no other work, so it must be a bouncer Filippo, or maybe Filippo also includes members of Tigre Nero?” thought Coco.

 

“In my opinion, that beautiful man is not a member of any gang. He is just a spoiled rich kid, who squandered his money to buy drugs,” Matteo said. “It seems, he is already a regular customer of drugs produced by the Adriano gang,” Matteo continued.

 

 

“Whatever it is, obviously his men have attacked my best friend! Those fools also intercepted my vehicle on the highway a few days ago. I won't stay silent for this!” firmly Matteo. His hands clenched tightly as emotions began to overwhelm him.

 

The tense atmosphere was so pronounced that it enveloped Matteo's workspace. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Damiano who was standing closest to the door, immediately opened it. He seemed to think for a moment, when he saw the look of the face in front of him. “What's up, Miss Francesca?” tanyakanya. Hearing Francesca's name being called, Coco immediately stood up and looked at the restless looking girl.

“Is Matteo here?” Francesca straightened her gaze into the room and looked for Matteo's figure.

“What's up, Francy?” Matteo stood up and approached him.

 

“Theo, you need to get to the room right now, because Mia ...” Francesca did not continue her words.

 

“What's with Miaku?” cut Matteo fast.

 

“Anxiety disorder Mia relapses again, because ...” Francesca had yet to finish her sentence, but Matteo darted straight out. He ran as fast as lightning to his room. Followed by Damiano and Coco. There, Matteo saw his wife sitting on the floor and squeezing her own chest. His smooth cheeks were already soaked by tears, while his one hand gripped tightly onto the phone that Matteo knew clearly that it was not Mia's.

 

“How to mia,” Matteo rushed over to Mia and led her with his left hand. Slowly, he directed Mia to sit on the edge of the bed. “Breathe, Honey. Look at my face,”. He tries to look calm.

 

“I'll get him a drink,” Damiano said. He rushed out of the room.

 

While Mia obeyed the words of Matteo. He stared fixedly at the handsome face even though with a breath that was still stingy. While his lips were shaking. Mia seemed to want to say something, but she was unable to do it.

 

“Tell me what's going on, Francy? Why did Mia get to be like this?” matteo's jolt at Francesca who was trembling in fear in the doorway. The worry he felt, made Matteo lost control.

 

“Ta-tadi Mia took me to the room, then we chatted for a while. After that, I felt like I had to go to the bathroom and I left my phone to her. Moments later, Mia called me because my phone rang. He said it was an unknown number, so I asked him to answer the call. I don't know what they're talking about, because suddenly Mia was like this when I came out of the bathroom,” Francesca said nervously. It was obvious that he felt so frightened to see the look on Matteo's face at that time. “I was about to give her a sedative, but I don't know where it is,” the girl continued.

 

Without saying much, Matteo opened the desk drawer next to the bed. He then pulled out a tiny glass bottle, coinciding with Damiano already standing next to him with a glass of water.

Coco observed it all while standing right beside Francesca. He observed Matteo with his gentle demeanor opening Mia's mouth using his left hand. Patently, he inserted medicine and drank water for his wife.

 

Not long after, Mia's condition gradually normalized. His breathing began to regularize and he seemed much more relaxed than before. However, his hand remained clutching his chest. “What's up, Mia? Whose phone call made you this way?” matteo asked in a smooth-sounding tone, while embracing the slender body.

 

"Theo, Dani ... Dani ...” Mia said stammeredly, her tears falling back down.

 

“Calm down, My dear. Breathe in slowly and tell everything slowly,” soft advice Matteo. He stroked Mia's hair lovingly.

 

“An unknown person called Francy. His speech was also very rude. The man said he wanted to meet with Francy, but I rejected him immediately. Then, he cursed and said if Francy did not come soon, then he would hurt Dani. He even sent her a picture,” Mia's hand shook violently as she tried to open the screen of Francesca's phone. His index finger moved open the gallery and showed a photo.

 

Matteo immediately took the phone from Mia's hand and observed a portrait of Daniella in a bound state, with the muzzle of the gun attached to her temple.