The charm of Mr. De Luca

Thinking About You

Mia tells Nico to return to Brescia after he arrives at the restaurant. A warm welcome was received from Daniella who was surprised by the arrival of her half sister there. Especially because at that time Mia came to Rome without being accompanied by Matteo. "You look very pale, Mia. Have you not had breakfast?" ask Daniella worriedly.

"I'm just not feeling well. It seems to catch a cold, my head is a little dizzy," complained Mia listlessly. He sat on the sofa and leaned his head.

"Why Theo let you go alone, while your body is not fit. That guy's so damn outrageous!" daniella grumbled with an annoyed look. Mia did not respond to the blond girl's words. He laid his body on the sofa. Mia felt her body so limp. He is also lazy to do anything.

"You rest first" said Daniella, who saw Mia begin to close her eyes. Before leaving the room, Daniella again said, "I haven't thanked your husband, Mia. The new apartment he bought for me and Francy was really comfortable. In addition, the size is also much wider when compared to your old apartment," the hazel-eyed girl looks so cheerful.

Mia opened her eyes again. He then smiled knot. "I'll tell you later if I go back to Brescia" he said slowly. He closed his eyes again. Not long after, Mia who was almost overnight not to sleep, finally fell asleep on the sofa. Daniella decides to go out and let Mia rest.

The other with Matteo. He stood by the window of the study room with a glass of wine. His gaze glared far at the vast estate of Casa de Luca. "What are you doing right now, Mia?" matteo murmured softly. Not even one day he did not see the beautiful woman, his longing was so mountainous.

Matteo then grabbed the phone that he just put on his desk. Just as he intends to send a message to Mia, Matteo must undo his intention due to the sound of a knock on the door. Before long, Damiano's face appeared from behind the door. "May I come in, son?" tanyanya asked for permission.

"You don't have to ask permission, Damiano," Matteo said flatly.

Damiano smiled gently. The man then entered and approached his foster son. "What if we go riding this afternoon. We haven't done it in a long time. I think Jasper really misses you" Damiano asked. He knew that his foster son was in turmoil. Therefore, Damiano wanted to try to console Matteo.

"Yes, you're right. It's been a long time since I've been riding" said Matteo slowly. He put his phone back on the table.

"Come on. I don't like to see you shutting yourself up all day. You look very sad at the moment" Damiano said as he walked towards the door that Matteo soon followed. He closed and locked the door of his study, while the phone he left in there.

The two men continued to walk down the hall until they came out and arrived at the plantation. They then turned to the right and headed for a stable that was home to three horses there. One of them is a Morgan horse belonging to Matteo. The horse is black with a very dashing look and looks mysterious, just like its owner. The horse was a gift from Roberto a few years ago.

"Hi, Jasper. How are you?" Matteo greeted his beloved horse as he gently stroked the animal's sturdy body. Jasper is a friendly horse, even to strangers.

Damiano was seen preparing his favorite horse. After all the equipment was fully installed, the two men began to tour the estate by riding on their own horses.

"I've told D'Angelo that we will make deliveries later this month" Matteo said. He continued to control the pace of his horse which was moving slowly.

"Yes. Adriano called me last night. He wanted to talk to you, but .. I hope there is no problem between the two of you" Damiano said, turning to Matteo.

"There's no problem, it's not important and it should be an excuse. My dad always taught me to be professional. I cannot mix personal matters with work. I don't like D'Angelo for one thing, but not in business. So is the cooperation I will do with Camilla," Matteo said as he continued to circulate his views around the vineyard they passed.

"So, is that why Mia left Casa de Luca?" damiano's fishing line, made Matteo stop the pace of his horse for a moment. He looked at Damiano.

"Where did you know that Mia left?" search Matteo.

Damiano smile. The middle-aged man took a deep breath. "I met him early in the morning near the gate. Mia was even going to leave without a driver," Damiano said in a regretful tone.

"I was still sleeping at the time. He just left a message in a piece of paper," Matteo defended himself. "Mia was furious because I met Camilla. Like I said, Damiano. I'm just trying to be professional, but Mia doesn't understand that. The feeling was too subtle," Matteo fell silent for a moment.

"So, Miss Rosetti invited you to cooperate?"

"Yes, you're right. But don't sacrifice your household, son. Remember, it's hard for you to bring Mia into your life. Don't let him loose again" Damiano advised.

Matteo turned his head and smiled knotfully. "I even took Silvio's life to take back my weapons. You think I'll just shut up and let Mia go so easily? Tell that to D'Angelo, so that he thinks again before spreading the charm in front of my wife," Matteo said as he accelerated the pace of his horse.

Damiano laughed softly. "Oh, are you jealous of him?" exclaimed the middle-aged man. However, Matteo did not criticize him. The horse he was riding had already run far enough away to leave Damiano. However, Damiano was pleased. He could still see the great spirit in his foster son.

While the phone that Matteo left in his study since then continues to vibrate. There were several incoming calls from Mia's neglected number. Daniella accidentally contacts Matteo because she is anxious to see Mia's condition, who has been going back and forth to the bathroom to vomit.

"Not answered" Daniella said in a hue of disbelief.

"I told you not to contact her" protested Mia with a riled face.

“Do you guys fight again?” search Daniella with a search.

Mia exhaled slowly. “I don't want to talk about it, Dani. I just want to look around your new apartment and rest in it,” said Mia with a lazy tone. In a way, he felt disappointed by Matteo's attitude that did not try to contact him at all let alone ask his situation. It again presents an unusual sense of unease and anxiety. While the gray-eyed man who continued to struggle in Mia's mind was now smiling broadly while leading his gallant horse back to the stables.

The night began to approach so Damiano decided to stop their activities.

“Looks like your feelings are starting to improve, Son,” Damiano laughed off seeing the obvious change in the look on Matteo's face.

“Berkatmu. Thank you, Damiano. You have always been a savior to me,” said Matteo sincerely.

“Not a problem for me. You are still my little son even though you are this big,” the middle-aged man joked as he patted Matteo's shoulder slowly.

A small smile re-emerged on Matteo's beautiful face. “I'll be back to the room. My body feels sticky. I think I want to take a shower soon,” pampitnya. He then turned around to leave Damiano. Matteo handed the black horse to a stables guard.

With quick steps, Matteo walked towards the room and turned on the lights. The room looked quiet, there was no breath of life there. Usually, at such times Mia would immediately greet him with a gentle smile and serve him like a king.

“Mia,” unknowingly, the name escaped Matteo's lips. A sense of loss and discomfort once filled the man's chest. However, everything was immediately cleared up by entering the bathroom and turning on the shower. Matteo stood under the rushing water drenching his entire body.

Matteo spent some time cleaning himself up. One plain white T Shirt he had chosen to cover his athletic body. At that time, Matteo just remembered his phone that he left just like that in the workspace.

Immediately, Matteo headed to the study and found his phone still where he had left it last. Matteo checked his phone. There were dozens of calls, most of them from Mia's number and some from Zucca. Soon he rang Mia's number and contacted her. However, no matter how many times Matteo called, his call was not also picked up by Mia.

The confusion is back present. Restlessly, Matteo squeezed out Zucca's number. Only twice the tone continued and adjutant trust Matteo was immediately answer it. “Bos,” sweep from across there.

“What happened? I can't reach Mia. Don't tell me you're negligent in looking after him,” scolds Matteo.

“No, Boss. I tried to contact you a few times. Looks like your wife is sick. I saw Miss Daniella taking Miss de Luca and taking her to a new apartment located in the city center. Madam's face looks very pale,” said Zucca.

“Mia hurts?” Matteo gulped. Without a second thought, he immediately ran to the garage and prepared his favorite jeep to bring himself to meet his wife.