The charm of Mr. De Luca

Night Racing

Early in the morning, Coco was already looking neat. He came out of his room and went to the living room. However, as he passed through the passageway leading to it, he passed Francesca. Coco was stunned and turned her head for a moment. Soon, however, he resumed his steps.

 

Seeing Coco's cold attitude towards her, Francesca felt so sad. He knew that Coco was still angry with him. However, Francesca thought it would not be for days, but in reality Coco had been quieting herself from the moment they returned from Rome. "Ricci, wait!" call the hazel-eyed girl. He stepped quickly towards Coco standing up. He had his arm wrapped in Coco's black leather jacket, so the man turned around and looked at him even with eyes that were not as warm as usual.

 

"You still mad at me?" francesca asked with a sigh. The girl's pretty face, seemed a little begging Coco's humility to be willing to forgive her.

 

"Why should I be mad at you?" Coco asked back.

 

Francesca was silent for a moment. He looked at the brown-eyed man closely. His lips trembled withstanding the already rebellious cry, like a mountain about to erupt and spew hot lava. "Why are you asking like that?" francesca's voice grew louder.

 

"Because that's the reality, '" replied Coco flatly. "You're not wrong for anything, because what's wrong is me, my less fortunate life" the man continued. His right hand held tightly to the black full face helmet, while his left hand seemed to clench tightly.

 

“What do you mean, Ricci?” Francesca again felt incomprehensible with Coco's words. The girl clenched her forehead. While his chest continued to rumble due to anxiety. Francesca was frightened by the answer Coco was going to give her. Her clenched fingers clutched Coco's arms even tighter. He didn't want to let go of that man.

 

“Listen to me, Francy. I don't have anything I can count on to support your career, especially to meet all your needs and lifestyle. I'm just a regular guy, Francy. My residence is a simple workshop, and I have no one but Matteo. Therefore, I thought that you were not the one who was wrong to doubt me all this time. I think, indeed you should have stayed away from me,” Coco released the grip of Francesca's hand from her arm. After which, he continued his steps and disappeared behind the wall of the passageway. He left Francesca, who was unable to say anything but tears.

 

For a moment, Francesca stood there. His life seemed to have been forcibly snatched from the body that still wanted to enjoy the beauty of the sunshine. Francesca kept trying to convince herself that it was all just a dream. There's no way she's gonna have to lose the man who was her first love. As much as he could, he gathered all the power within him.

 

Immediately, the girl moved her legs. He ran to Casa de Luca's courtyard and hoped to prevent Coco's departure. However, it was a pity that Coco was already at the second gate.

 

Not wanting to give up, Francesca again ran towards the first gate. However, just then the motorbike that Coco was riding on had completely disappeared from her sight. The girl was forced to go back into the house. Repeatedly when he had to witness Coco's departure with his heart breaking, just like a few years ago. Francesca decided to head to her room immediately. He locked himself in there, buried his face in a pillow, and cried with all his might.

 

The other with Daniella. He has started to look calm, although not like the usual Daniella. However, Daniella is a strong girl and always tries to ignore everything that makes her feel uncomfortable. He doesn't like to be burdened with anything. He just wants to enjoy his freedom now, until the time comes when he feels tired and will really give up on the love of a man he wants to be his life companion.

 

That afternoon, Daniella had just finished swimming. Then he decided to sunbathe. Daniella enjoyed the sunlight so much that it was not too hot, that she was not aware of Marco's presence there. The man with the misty face sat in the chair next to Daniella. “Hai, Dani. Looks like you've improved by now,” greeting Marco makes Daniella instantly open her eyes. He also lowered his sunglasses, hanging them over his nose.

 

“Marco? Since when are you there?” ask Daniella. He seemed to not care about the naughty gaze of Matteo's cousin, who seemed to be observing his beautiful body in a two-piece bikini. “What do you see?” ask Daniella full of questions. But the girl again acted unconcerned. He raised his glasses again.

 

“What if tonight we come out? Since my father died, I haven't seen my friends in a long time,” Marco. “Again, you also definitely need entertainment to throw all the bad memories in your head,” again.

 

Daniella brought down her sunglasses again. “You asked me out?” his question straightforwardly made Marco frown his forehead. A moment later, the twenty-seven-year-old man smiled. “It's up to you to say what, but I'm sure you'll like it. I know if you are a girl who likes a challenge, and tonight I will invite you to feel the thrilling challenge,” explained Marco made Daniella immediately rise and sit up straight. He raised his sunglasses above his head, so that his hazel-colored eyeballs appeared.

 

Daniella thought for a moment. A moment later, the girl smiled broadly. “If I am not impressed by the challenge you mentioned earlier, then you must replace my wasted time with something of fantastic value,” challenge Daniella arbitrarily.

 

 

“We will see later,” he replied as he put his glasses and stood up. He threw himself back into the pool with Marco's gaze. The man felt impressed, as only this time met such an indifferent girl like Daniella.

“I'm waiting for you tonight in front of the gate!” marco exclaimed before leaving the pool area.

In fact, Marco's words, not just nonsense. At the second gate, he is ready and leaning on the side of his metallic blue Nissan GT-R car. Seen from a distance, Daniella walked leisurely with a bright smile. His figure is getting closer and clearer. The girl had Marco so fascinated by her appearance that night. “Where will you take me?” daniella asked who instantly disperse all Marco's naughty daydreams.

“Let's also you'll know,” Marco will open the car door for Daniella soon. After that, he sat behind the wheel. “Tighten your seat belt,” the word.

When he saw Daniella was ready, Marco immediately stepped on the accelerator. It let its exhaust roar, emitting white smoke that split the night air.

Marco's hand was so agile to position the teeth, then drive the vehicle so fast. Only a few minutes he needed to arrive at his destination, which was an extremely wide arid field. There are already waiting for dozens, maybe even hundreds of racing cars from the most classic to the latest supercar. “This is one of my escape spots to unwind,” explains Marco.

While Daniella can only be amazed to see the appearance of antique cars in front of her eyes.

“Hei, Amico!” greet someone who approached Marco's car. Immediately the guy opened the window. “You ready to fight tonight? Giulio is looking forward to these moments,” the man said again.

“Specify the starting point to the finish line,” Marco said with a grin.

“Bene! (Alright)” reply the man. He then raised his hand high as a gesture. One expensive Italian supercar manufacturer, drove from the direction of the car crowd and continued to move closer to Marco's car. The two cars now face each other. Again, Marco played out his deafening exhaust roar. The supercar immediately replied.

“The starting point starts from the entrance into the field! The finish point is at the end of the bridge between cities!” exclaimed the man while carrying a black and white checkered flag. The man then stood in his place and raised the flag he held aloft.

Marco got ready to take the wheel and positioned his car right next to the man. Similarly, the supercar who became his opponent this time. Marco also swiftly put his foot on the pedal and gripped tightly the gear. Daniella holds the door handle firmly while checking her seat belt. “Are you sure this will be safe?” he asked with a worried tone.

“Of course,” grin Marco while remaining alert waiting for the cue. When the flag was lowered, he immediately stepped on the gas pedal so strong that his metallic blue car sped quickly across the street. It made Daniella scream in fear.

Initially, the supercar was superior beyond it. However, with clever Marco increase the speed little by little, until finally he was able to pass the supercar. The car that Marco drove had crossed several corners, until it arrived at the final point that had been determined. Marco took a few minutes off the supercar.

Not only Marco, Daniella also cheered with excitement. Undoubtedly happy when the car he was riding was able to beat a supercar that was much more expensive than the price of Marco's car. Daniella's face was so cheerful. All tired, sad and disappointed that he experienced when his former lover himself intended to kill and did not consider him valuable, vanished without a trace. All of that is immediately replaced by a sense of happiness, contentment and freedom of course.

"It's really amazing!" exclaim the girl cheerfully. Marco replied with a smile. His eyes looked back at the blonde girl.

"I told you that you'd be impressed, Dani," Marco said as he drove back to the crowd. After saying goodbye to some of his friends in the arena, Marco decided to take Daniella around the city for a while.

Daniella's joy is not lost even though they have returned to Casa de Luca. Time has shown at two in the morning, but the two lovebirds still look full of enthusiasm.

Marco glanced at the blonde girl while smiling meaningfully. Shortly before Daniella opens the car door, Marco immediately blocks her slender arm. “It looks like I won the bet this time,” he said proudly.

As if understanding the direction and intent of the guy's words, Daniella immediately brought her face closer to Marco. “I admit, I did lose the bet. So, this is what I have to pay to make up for!” soon the girl pressed her lips against Marco's. Ungainly, Daniella clenches and sucks Marco's lips slowly.

While Marco certainly will not waste it. For starters, it clutches Daniella's waist tightly. He leaned the girl's body on her car. The man's right hand began to move mischievously and look for a much more challenging target than a wild race. For a while, they both enjoyed the sweetness of the kiss.

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