The charm of Mr. De Luca

Viziato Mia's

Damiano did not immediately respond to Matteo's reply. The middle-aged man let out a long breath. Damiano seemed to be inexhaustible, what was the reason Matteo chose Marco to replace his foster son. All this time, he was so familiar with the character of Marco.

“Didn't you say wrong, son?” damiano asked to convince Matteo.

“No, Damiano. I'm completely serious about it,” replied Matteo flatly. “I know you must be wondering why I chose Marco. Yes, right?” Matteo glanced at the nanny who was looking at him fixedly and full of question marks. The gray-eyed man also smiled wryly. He does not blame the doubts that arise in Damiano's mind.

“Of course you must have your own judgment against him. However, we do not know the opinions of the elders. To be honest I am not sure if Marco is worthy or not to be given such a heavy duty, we know what his character is like,” Damiano replied doubtfully.

“That's why we gave him a chance and let Marco prove himself. Antonio is a very capable man. I'm sure if he had taught anything to his son, because he wanted to make Marco the head of the organization. I think Marco is actually not as stupid as he has always shown us all. It could be that he was just pretending because he was not interested in dabbling in the organization,” explained Matteo with a bright gaze on the vine that began to bear fruit.

“That's what I'm afraid of, son. Why should we give a heavy duty and burden to someone who is not interested in the organization at all. Is it possible that Marco is willing to take up that task?” Damiano was still in doubt.

“If Marco is not willing, then I will beat him all out until he is ready. Easy, right?” matteo said lightly. He smiled a small smile, then inhaled the morning air deeply. “I really miss this kind of atmosphere, Damiano. Too much calm and without too much weight. I will breathe a lot of fresh air so that my body is cleaner,” Matteo said as he took a deep breath while closing his eyes.

Meanwhile, Damiano stared at him fixedly. The old man's eyes implied something he could not express in words. Damiano then touched Matteo's shoulder and patted him several times. “You will always be my greatest son, Theo. Being a leader or not, Matteo will still be a mighty lion,” Damiano's speech has made Matteo open his eyes and turn his head. The man then smiled.

“Is that?” tanyakanya.

Damiano didn't answer. He simply responded with a soft laugh. “I have to check the workers first. Next time we continue this conversation. You're always busy, Theo. We still live at home but have rarely chatted like this,” complained Damiano while clucking do not understand.

“I just want to make the most of my time, Damiano. Once all this is done, I'll be the new Matteo. I hope you can still see all the changes in my life. I will look forward to those moments arriving,” Matteo sighed softly. “I have to go back home. Mia must have woken up. He would not like it when he woke up and I was not nearby,” Matteo smiled bitterly. “My wife is very spoiled, but I like her. Alright. Until later, Damiano,” Matteo ended the conversation that morning with Damiano. He patted his father's arm and turned around, then walked away leaving the man alone.

Damiano was still standing in his place. He stared at the departure of Matteo who was getting farther away until he was no longer seen. The man was still stuck there and pensive. I don't know what he was thinking at that time, until the morning breeze resuscitated him. “Theo, my son,” muttered slowly. After that, Damiano turned his body and passed to the plantation workers.

Matteo opened the room door carefully. Looking at her, Mia was sitting leaning against the head of the bed. He looked at Matteo spoiledly and smiled gently as the man walked up to him. “You left me alone, Theo,” whine Mia spoiled.

“I should have been back since half an hour ago, but I happened to meet Damiano. So, we chatted for a while,” Matteo sat on the edge of the bed and faced Mia. He then touched the face of Mia who still looks beautiful even though she just woke up. “You always look beautiful under any circumstances, My dear,” the flattery is slow and deep.

“This morning you have seduced me, Theo,” Mia replied. He responded to the husband's dreadful appeal.

“That's not seduction, Cara mia. You are indeed very beautiful, and I do not find a beauty like this in any woman,” flatter Matteo again with a naughty smile. While Mia just stared fixedly at him. “What's up, How to mia?” ask the man.

“You're very handsome, Theo. Today you have to take me to the doctor,” said spoiled Mia.

“Oh, yes of course. I'll take a shower first. Don't you want to take a shower, honey?” matteo asked as he moved from his seat. He looked at Mia who was then back to stretch and cover her entire body with a blanket. He saw Mia so strange that morning, because it was not usual for the wife to behave so.

“Are you okay, Cara mia?” Matteo sat back down and gently stroked Mia's head that poked slightly from under the blanket.

“I'm fine, Theo,” replied Mia while continuing to hide. He covered himself again when Matteo pulled over the blanket that covered his body.

“Go take a shower, Theo! I don't like your smell!” oust Mia makes Matteo stand up immediately. The man sniffed his own body.

“Alright, Honey. Don't you want to take a shower too?” bargain Matteo with a little seduce.

“No! I just want to sleep!” mia replied annoyed, making Matteo frown.

“Alright, don't get mad. I'm just asking. I will take a shower first, after this we continue to breakfast,” Matteo said again before finally moving into the bathroom. While Mia was still hiding under her thick blanket.

A few minutes later, Matteo finished his bath quickly. He was still curious about Mia's attitude. Clad in a white towel, the man came out of the bathroom wiping his wet hair with another towel. “How to mia?” Matteo was amazed to see Mia still curled up in the blanket.

“Aren't we going to check your content soon?” ask carefully.

The thick blanket only opened slightly, revealing Mia's face to her chin. “Theo, I feel less well. How about you represent me to check?” mia answered her.

“Jeez, Cara mia. There was nothing in my stomach. What will the gynecologist check?” Matteo scratched his non-itchy head.

“Ah, Theo. Don't force me, because I'll be nauseous,” whined Mia while straightening her back and leaning on the headboard.

“You nauseous? Your stomach hurts?” Matteo immediately sat on the edge of the bed and faced Mia with a look of caution.

“Uhm,” fragrant aroma of soap and shampoo out of Matteo's athletic body that is still moist. Her fragrance pierced Mia's nose, so the woman sneezed many times. “I don't like the smell of the soap you're wearing!" his protest.

“You why, How mia? It's been a long time since you and I have used this bath soap,” Matteo shakes his head not understanding.

“That means we have to shop for soap. I also want to buy a new aromatherapy,” Mia got up from her bed and walked towards the bathroom.

“We shop after you check your content,” Matteo said slowly, but it sounded very firm.

“Huh, alright!" grunts Mia. On a whim, his hand pulled Matteo's towel until the white towel slipped from the handsome man's body.

“Mia!” exclaimed Matteo with a red face, because of the mischievous act of the wife. Ever since I first met Mia, the woman had never been nosy to her.

“I'm sorry, Theo. It was not my wish,” please Mia while hurriedly entering the bathroom. “That's our son's will!” yells out loud.

While Matteo was still glued in front of the closed bathroom door. A moment later, he picked up the towel lying on the floor. “It looks like this pregnancy will be a pleasant experience,” muttered Matteo with a faint smile that was on its back from his lips. He immediately went to the dressing room to get dressed. However, just as Matteo finished putting on his trousers, there was a sudden noise coming from inside the bathroom. Immediately, the gray-eyed man came out of the dressing room and headed for the bathroom. "How mia! Are you all right?" matteo exclaimed anxiously, from behind the door.