The charm of Mr. De Luca

Confusions

Heavy sighs mingled with the seductive soft village of Matteo as he moved dashingly behind a white blanket covering part of his body.

Under the burly body adorned with many tattoos, smiling sweetly was a long-haired beautiful girl, who at that time could only let out a slow moan. Hands with his long-nailed taper fingers, tightly hugging Matteo's body when the man had finished climbing the peak of pleasure, which he had been doing so that his athletic body was moistened by sweat grains.

Matteo gasped for breath while staring at the face of the sumringah, with slightly disheveled hair. The girl cupped Matteo's beautiful face and kissed him affectionately. "You've always been the most extraordinary, Theo," he said, making Matteo smile with satisfaction. "Rest," replied Matteo softly as she gently kissed Camilla's forehead.

"Don't sleep too late. Yesterday, I woke up, and I didn't see you here" Camilla said.

"I'm not going anywhere" replied Matteo briefly. "Sleep!" tell later. Camilla smiled and nodded slowly. The girl complies.

That night, Matteo asks Camilla to come. As usual, they spend time doing hot activities that make Camilla fall asleep again on the bed owned by Matteo. The Italian-Spanish girl, as if she had been the owner of the whole room, for some time in the last three years, she became the only girl who satisfied the desire of the clan leader.

Yes, three years have passed since the departure of Mia who until now is unknown to Matteo. Three years ago, Matteo became the king of most of the mafia organizations in Italy that he had managed to take from the hands of the Moriarty Clan, which had also been in his grasp.

The Klan de Luca is now successful. After the death of Vincenzo Moriarty, Matteo executed all of Vincenzo's disobedient men. Those who still love life and also expect a little Euro, of course choose to submit and turn the bow. They were now joined by the Clan de Luca, and were under the leadership of Matteo completely.

The night was getting late, but Matteo was still sitting pensively on the bed. He then turned to the beautiful girl who was already sound asleep next to him. Camilla looked so exhausted after serving her almost so many times in one night.

Matteo thought for a moment. His memories drifted back to the sweet girl from Venice city he had always longed for, even when time had long passed. However, Matteo himself does not know where Mia is currently. Lorenzo chose to give up the search, which he had done for almost a year and a half.

"Mia, where are you?" matteo slowly closed his eyes. However, he suddenly thought of something, namely his intense closeness with Camilla. All this time, they have done everything like lovers. However, it never comes up, a phrase that signifies a pledge as a sign of the direction of the relationship.

Camilla did not seem to dare to demand it from Matteo. He just feels happy to always satisfy the gray-eyed man, even though I don't know what his relationship will be like.

Matteo then grabs his phone and sends Coco a message. However, that night Coco did not have time to check the contents of the message. The brown-eyed man was engrossed in reading an article in the automotive magazine he had just bought this afternoon. There, written an article with the title: Francesca, Between Model and Motor Sport. The sweet face of the girl, now twenty-one years old, was plastered so clearly that it made Coco seem unable to breathe, especially when she read the contents of the interview in it.

There, Francesca said that she likes men who ride motor sports, because she always remembered someone who was her first love. The girl did not mention her name or initials. However, it had made Coco smile widely. At least now he knows where the girl is.

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"Be careful" Matteo ordered before Camilla got into the black sedan that was going to drive her home that morning.

"I'm going to Madrid for one week. Mother asked me to come" said Camilla with a sweet smile. Matteo did not immediately answer. The man is still loyal with a flat expression that has always been his trademark. "Do you want to come with me, Theo? Who knows, you'd want to meet my parents" Camilla bargained with the slight hope implied in her eyes.

"Other times," Matteo replied flatly, making Camilla seem quite disappointed. However, Matteo immediately kissed the girl's forehead to give her some entertainment. "Go home. I'll call you back later if I can," Matteo said slowly. Inevitably, Camilla complies. He got into the car which then led him to leave the Casa de Luca courtyard.

Matteo was stunned staring at the girl's departure. There was a speck of guilt in his heart. She knew Camilla was expecting something more. However, for some reason because Matteo has not been able to decide that. She hopes to meet Mia. Matteo still has a debt of one explanation that will make his name back clean in the eyes of the girl.

After a while, Matteo returned to his room. He took the coat and the car keys. He also grabbed the phone that was lying around, without checking it first. Matteo rushed out of the room and headed for the parking lot. He had told one of the guards to prepare his car.

"Where are you going?" ask the green-eyed man again.

"I'm going to Milan. There's a little business to do there" Matteo replied without taking his gaze away from Damiano.

"Today we will distribute Du Fontaine. There was a friend of mine who had lived in Monaco for a long time. He will come and seems interested in working with us. What say?"

"You know best, Damiano. Can we talk about this later? I'm late."

"Yes, sure. After all, I also have a little work to do. However, you have to promise to take your time. We have to talk about this seriously" said the man in the hat.

"Just calm down" Matteo replied as he patted Damiano's arm.

"Has the girl gone home?" ask Damiano again. He asked where Camilla was.

"Yes. I told the driver to deliver" replied Matteo. His steps stopped again.

"May I say something, my son?" Damiano approached the man, now twenty-nine. A fairly mature age.

"If you're sure, I think it's best to stop playing around. What else are you waiting for? Everything that is your target you have got. I want to see you married soon, my son," Damiano said softly, but it sounded so sharp in Matteo's ears.

"Your age is mature enough, and you deserve to be married. Don't let me die before you take a grandchild'" Damiano continued with a smile on his lips, with the skin around him increasingly wrinkled.

Matteo smiled knot. "You take it easy, Damiano. I will get married soon" replied Matteo calmly. "I promise to give you a grandchild soon" he continued. After that, Matteo then continued his steps towards the yard where his car was parked and ready to accompany him to the city of Milan.

It did not take long for Matteo to get to the fashion city. The breath of the big city was beginning to be felt. Matteo stopped his car in front of a jewelry store that had long been a subscription to his late mother. He ordered a ring.

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