The charm of Mr. De Luca

Negotiations

“What is the problem with you if I already have a lover or not?” Daniella turned her gaze to the dashing man next to her. A pair of hazel-colored eyeballs, moving irregularly and signifying a sense of wonder that he did not reveal.

“Why do I ask that? The answer, because I have a very good offer for you,” Sergei replied without much ado.

“You mean?” Daniella frowned and felt increasingly clueless. Sergei responded with a laugh. He stared fixedly at Daniella while facing her body to the girl.

“You are very beautiful and also have beautiful eyes. I love your blonde hair, it looks so sexy and charming. What if you live in Monaco? Here in my mansion,” said the well-built man with a strange grin. Meanwhile, Daniella began to feel bad gurgle from the man. He distanced himself a little from Sergei.

“I am an admirer of women like you, Miss Daniella. I can offer you many of the worldly pleasures you dream of, whatever you want, everything. Do you like expensive and luxurious things? Around world? It's not difficult for me to fulfill all of that. I will gladly spoil you, until you feel forgotten that you are still in the world,” Sergei said again with a million deadly appeals. He continued to try to persuade Daniella with all offers of luxury.

“You think I'll accept the offer, you rich sir?” Daniella stared intently at Sergei, the girl's tone sounded more subtle than usual.

“Which woman doesn't want all the luxuries I offered you?” reply to the Russian man. Daniella did not answer. The girl felt confused mixed in wonder with the man before her. “I won't talk much, Miss Daniella. I think you will appreciate my honesty and goodwill,” Sergei said again.

“You are very strange. We even just met a few minutes ago, and you've dared to ask me for .. oh my god! You're crazy!” annoyed, Daniella just passed from the presence of Sergei. He stepped up while grumbling slowly. Sergei still looks calm. The man put a small smile on his face.

With a face full of annoyance, Daniella continued to step inside. He stopped when he saw Marco standing alone in the corner of the hall enjoying a glass of red wine. He immediately approached the man with a misty face. Daniella grabbed the crystal glass that the man was holding and gulped down its contents. That made Marco look astonished. “You why, Dani?” tanyakanya.

“I'm annoyed! I want to go home!” daniella's grunt is irritated. He placed the empty glass on a tray on the palm of a servant, who happened to pass by nearby. Daniella then grabs Marco's hand and pulls him out of the hall where the party is taking place.

“You sure you want to go from here, Dani?” marco asked without the slightest protest as Daniella continued to drag him out. Daniella then stopped her steps. The girl turned her head and immediately cupped Marco's face. A soft kiss was given to the man for a while.

“Oh, yes. We better just go from here,” said Marco with a face sumringah. They rushed out of the mansion's courtyard.

While inside the hall, Matteo had returned from the toilet. He found Mia still standing in her place and kept a distance from Adriano who was not far from the woman. “How to mia,” greet Matteo.

“Theo, you're finally back too. I thought you were sleeping in the toilet,” Mia said, welcoming Matteo with her gentle demeanor. Something that was inversely proportional to what he had just shown Adriano. The blue-eyed man could feel the difference very clearly. However, Adriano tried to put aside all the turmoil in his heart. He still showed an ordinary attitude, especially when Sergei came back to them.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Gentlemen,” said the Russian man was friendly. “What if we talk in my room only, so the atmosphere is much calmer,” bargained again. He looked at Matteo and Adriano in turn.

“Yes, that's a good idea, Mr. Redomir,” welcome Adriano agree.

“I can't leave my wife alone here,” reject Matteo slowly.

“What's wrong, Theo. I'll find Francy and Dani,” Mia said with a gentle smile. He beckoned the husband not to worry too much about him. However, Matteo seemed so heavy as to leave Mia alone in the party hall.

“Just relax, Mr. de Luca. I guarantee your wife will be safe here. Do I need to order some bodyguards to take care of Mrs de Luca specifically?” tawar Sergei glanced at Mia.

“No need to overdo it, Mr. Redomir. Please continue with your business. I will be fine, and of course really enjoy this party,” said Mia softly who replied to a charming smile from Sergei Redomir.

“My personal bodyguard is there. If there is anything, just ask them for help immediately,” point Adriano to some men in black clothes who are standing at the side of the hall. Adriano continued to show more attention to Mia, who at that time only responded to the man's words with a smile.

Looking at Adriano's attitude, of course Matteo will not like it. He embraced the wife's waist from the side and seemed to whisper something, which made the short-haired woman again sing her sweet smile. After that, Matteo then kissed Mia's lips until the wife blushed. The man seemed to have deliberately done this in front of Adriano who at that time immediately threw his face to the side.

The room was a fairly large size. There is a fairly large table with several chairs that are complementary. It seems, the table is devoted to holding meetings or other important meetings. However, Sergei apparently did not bring Matteo and Adriano to sit at the table. He prefers to have his guests sit on the sofa on the other side of the room, where there is a closet with dozens or maybe hundreds of books that fill it.

“You like to read, Mr Redomir?” matteo asked pleasantries after he turned his attention away from the big cupboard there.

“I filled the weekend with reading. That's also if Mr. D’Angelo doesn't invite me to play billiard. You certainly do not know his greatness in directing his billiard stick,” flattered the Russian man while glancing at Adriano who was sitting quietly.

“Don't overdo it, Mr. Redomir. I'm ashamed, because Mr. de Luca is an expert in everything,” Adriano said humbled. He turned to Matteo who had also started to sit down.

“Billiard is not my forte, Mr. D’Angelo,” argued Matteo flat. “As a teenager I often skateboard, but for now I prefer riding,” he explained again.

“Very interesting, Mr. de Luca. What if we watch a horse race sometime. I have one mainstay horse that often participates in the race,” Sergei cetus. Not long after, some maidservants came in with drinks for them.

“Sure,” replied Matteo briefly. “Can we go straight to the core of this meeting?” Matteo felt uncomfortable being there, especially when he remembered Mia who was in the party hall alone.

“Oh, sure. Alright, enough bases,” said Sergei chuckled. The man continued to show his friendly attitude since the beginning of meeting with Matteo. “Begini, Mr de Luca,” the green-eyed man is starting to look serious. “I really like the weapons you produce. That was really amazing. Never have I got your final ant gun,”.

“Then?” Matteo still looks flat and ordinary to respond to the adulation of Sergei Redomir, which for some people will certainly immediately make them soar. But not for Matteo. He does not like an exaggerated flattery.

“I've decided to re-order weapons from you,” Sergei replied in a serious tone. “Actually, I already have a subscription. However, when I saw and held the fruit of Mr. de Luca directly, then I immediately turned away and preferred your creation. I can resell it at a very high price, because they dare to pay more for it. What a very lucrative business,” he explained. "Of course, I'll also buy all the weapons from you at a very reasonable price."

“I have told Mr de Luca many times, as a manufacturer he will definitely benefit from this cooperation. Especially now that Mr. Redomir has met with Mr. de Luca, then you can both negotiate directly and do not need me as a tongue connector,” Adriano chimed in.

“You want to get out of this circle, Mr D’Angelo? It's just amazing. That means, you will not benefit anything,” Matteo said staring in surprise at Adriano. While the blue-eyed man only smiled a calm smile while scratching his temple.

“From the beginning, making a profit is not my main goal, Mr. de Luca. Actually, the gun business is not my field. However, it is your big name that is very tempting and makes me want to attract you in the network of Mr. Sergei Redomir. There is no material advantage to me, but I am now known as a close friend of Matteo de Luca,” Adriano raised his hand and hooked his index and middle fingers as a symbol of the closeness of himself and Matteo.

“Again, I have been satisfied with managing several clubs and casinos. We also do business together. I really liked Du Fontaine from the de Luca family. Already too many benefits I have,” continued Adriano with a smile that did not disappear from his beautiful face.

“Then, how many weapons do you want to order, Mr Redomir?” ask Matteo. He turned his gaze to Sergei who was then telling a servant who had been standing on his side, to pour a drink. The three glasses began to fill up.

“I want to order one thousand five hundred guns, within one month. How about, Mr de Luca? I guess, it's not an amount that's too much for you.”

Matteo did not immediately respond to the order. He was silent again and seemed to think. “Looks like I'm going to need Valerie's help again, Mr. D’Angelo,” he said a moment later, staring fixedly at Adriano.

“Of course. I will tell him to go home, because by chance he is currently returning home to his hometown, Saint Petersburg,” Adriano's smile expands, followed by a slow laugh of Sergei Redomir.

Meanwhile in the party hall, Mia looked puzzled looking for the figures of Daniella and Francesca. Just as he was about to use his cell phone to contact his sisters, a soft clap landed on Mia's shoulder and made her turn her head immediately. “Francy, Ricci? From anywhere? I'm looking for you guys everywhere,” the thrill of excitement.