The charm of Mr. De Luca

Monaco

After all Antonio's funeral procession was completed, Matteo was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. His promise to Marco was fulfilled. Matteo also did not feel too sinful, because he was still willing to give a little respect to Antonio who was the older brother of his own father.

That night, Mia had just finished packing the items they would bring to Monaco. Two medium-sized suitcases containing equipment belonging to him and also owned by Matteo, have been ready to accompany those who plan to be in Monaco for about three days only.

"I don't carry too many clothes, neither do you, Theo. I only choose clothes that are important" said Mia while cleaning her makeup in front of the mirror. Matteo hugged her from behind.

"Did you bring lingerie too?" goda Matteo kissing Mia's shoulder. While Mia only returned the temptation with a pinch of anxiety on the cheek of the husband.

"You're sure we'll be staying at Mr D'Angelo's mansion?" mia asked doubtfully and replied a short complaint from Matteo's lips. The man took off his crib from Mia and climbed onto the bed. Matteo sat leaning there after taking off the T Shirt he was wearing. The man was used to sleeping bare-chested.

"Do you have a problem with that, honey?" Matteo asked back. "If you have any objections, then we can stay at the hotel. After all, we'll only be there for a moment" he said with a gaze that continued to be fixed on Mia. The young lady stepped towards the bed and sat next to Matteo in a sideways position.

"It doesn't matter to me as long as I stay with you. I'm just afraid if you feel forced and uncomfortable. A little bit of it must affect your concentration, especially there you will meet with important consumers. You have to show who you are as well as you can, Theo," Mia said with a gentle smile.

Matteo grabs Mia's lentic fingers. Grasped and smelled it with warm yellow-skinned hands. "Don't worry about it, Cara mia. I won't be affected by the little things that don't matter. We have three days there to have fun. I'm gonna take you around Monaco" Matteo grabbed Mia's body into his arms. The woman is now struggling spoiled in the warm embrace of her husband.

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The next day, the helicopter that would take them to Monaco was ready. All have gone in and prepared to leave, only Damiano has not come. The man was still tired, having just returned from Turin. As usual, it was Matteo who was riding his helicopter that day.

“Every time I board a helicopter, I always remember when bringing you from the island of Elba with a condition drenched in blood,” Mia said while using her headset.

“I remember when you took your first flight,” Matteo chuckled. “How to mia, learn to remember everything from its beautiful side. It will make you feel much happier with a positive mind,”.

“Alright, I will try,” said Mia slowly before turning her face to the window. This was his first trip out of Italy. The furthest vacation Mia ever made was only to Venice, where in the end she even settled there with her father, who had wanted to calm his mind after his mother died.

During this time, Mia saw Monaco only from television screens and from articles she read in tabloids. But this time it was like a dream. Mia flew to the country. The helicopter that Matteo flew from Casa de Luca had carried him on the roof of Adriano's mansion, right in the heart of Monte Carlo.

“I have received an offer from Adriano to stay at his mansion for the next three days. Ask her for permission to stay longer if you're comfortable here, my dear. Adriano obviously will not be able to reject you,” Matteo said shortly after landing his helicopter smoothly on the runway.

“Ask it to be six days, Mia. I also need a vacation with Francy,” Coco chirped immediately responded with scorn by Marco.

“At least take out a little bit of your wallet, Coco,” comments lightly.

“In my wallet there is only a note, Marco,” refutes Coco and makes everyone laugh because of it, not least Francesca. “But you don't have to worry because I promise you that I will fight to be established. That way, I can live you properly, Francy” said Coco confidently while showing her charming smile to Francesca.

“Ah, that's so sweet, my dear. Grazie,” Francesca replied to Coco's sweet greeting by giving a friendly hug to her lover.

“You don't have to worry about that, Ricci. I can support myself, and even you from my income as a model,”.

“Then should I put where my pride as a real man is, dear? I will not accept money from you, because I am the one who must give,” Coco refused with confidence.

“You guys are so noisy! Getting married hasn't talked much about the issue of living. That's why I don't like the bond of romance,” Daniella protests ketus.

“Are you guys going to keep arguing here?” lerai Matteo got off the helicopter and was helping Mia to get off. At the end of the runway, Adriano and a few bodyguards in black suits had stood gallantly welcoming their arrival.

The misty-faced man smiled a little smile in response to Daniella's words earlier.

Matteo who is now far ahead, increasingly unreachable by him. His cousin was even in front of Adriano and was shaking hands with the owner of the luxurious mansion.

Adriano seemed cheerful to welcome the arrival of Matteo and the entourage, especially when he saw Mia who looked very beautiful and fresh with her short hair wig. “Money de Luca, you look amazing today,” praise while grabbing and pecking Mia's back politely. The usual attitude of upper class men, to pay homage to a woman.

“There are many women here. Why do you only praise my wife,” complained Matteo slowly while looking away.

“Ah, of course all those present here look very charming,” by Adriano. He then smiled at Daniella who could only giggle amusedly looking at the two men who were acting silly in front of him.

Meanwhile, Francesca did not immediately follow the others. He chose the last descent from the helicopter. Francesca seemed to take advantage of the time to be alone with Coco. Not bored he held the arm of the lover.

“Did you miss me so much, Francy?” taste Coco.

“Ya!” francesca replied briefly as she brought her face closer to Coci's face. Without hesitation, Francesca kissed Coco's lips with her eyes closed. He could feel the warmth and tenderness of Coco's movements that returned his kiss. The curly-haired man was adept at sweeping Francesca's lips until her tongue burst in and froliced inside the pretty girl's mouth.

“I want to take you home to the workshop,” whispered Coco after stopping her kiss.

“Please wait until my semester break arrives,” reply Francesca. He kissed Coco's lips once more and took her down.

“What if we get married now?” take Coco suddenly.

“I told you I had to finish college first,” Francesca tried to pull Coco's hand, but the man remained unmoved in his place.

“You can continue college after marriage,” urges Coco.

Francesca giggled amusedly. “You're why, Ricci?”

“Entahlah. I can't wait to have you,” replied Coco straightforwardly.