The charm of Mr. De Luca

The charm of Mr. de Luca

Mia pushed the body of a man who was none other than Matteo until the man let go of his kiss. Apparently, Matteo hasn't left from there. He came back and did it to Mia.

"How dare you, Theo!" mia snapped while pointing her palm at Matteo's face. He intended to slap the man who felt he had been rude to him.

Snapping, Matteo held onto Mia's wrist and held back the slap that was pointing at her face. He clasped the wrist tightly, until the young woman grimaced in pain. A moment later, Matteo pulled up Mia's slender waist. The brown-eyed woman went back into his arms.

"I've been looking for you everywhere! I spent a lot of money hiring a detective to find you. I thought about you so hard for the last three years. You think I'm just gonna let you go, Mia?" matteo said with a strong and deep voice emphasis. Matteo shook his head slowly. "Never, Bella!" matteo said slowly but surely.

While Mia is still trying to free herself from Matteo's embrace. "You really are .." Mia had not yet resumed her words, Matteo had first silenced the beautiful woman with a kiss that she again landed on the lips with a nude lipstick polish. Mia continued to rebel, though in the end she chose to resign and let Matteo go for a while.

"I can't just forget everything, Mia. What happened that night .. everything ... everything felt so ...." Matteo let out a breath of regret. He glued his forehead with Mia's forehead. That feeling, it turned out to be so great and had presented the other side of a Matteo de Luca. "Stammi piu vicino (Stay near me)" Matteo whispered.

"Stay away from me! Leave me alone!" Mia tries to keep Matteo away from her. He pushes the body firmly with all the energy he has. Matteo was initially flirting. However, in the end he felt pity when Mia's small energy did not even manage to make it out.

"Alright, Mia. All righty! I'll go" said Matteo. He stepped back towards the door until he finally came out and disappeared from Mia's sight. While Mia was looking at him with a slightly wheezing breath while biting her lower lip. How naughty Matteo who had dared to kiss her without excuse.

Mia's memory goes back to a few years ago, when the man stole her first kiss without permission. Then, when Matteo entered his room without permission, and now it was the same.

Mia immediately wiped her lips with the back of her hand. He rushed out and locked the entrance of his restaurant. Before moving on from there, Mia had a chance to look around and make sure that Matteo had really gone from that place. After feeling safe, Mia stopped a taxi and went back to her apartment.

Without Mia noticing, Matteo followed her. The man's black jeep stopped opposite the apartment building. He can even see clearly when Mia gets off the taxi. He half ran into his apartment building. A building in the Roman style.

Moments later, Matteo ventured out of his vehicle and crossed over. He stopped in front of the entrance to the apartment lobby while breathing. With his attitude so calm, he then pushed the thick glass door.

“Buona sera (good night),” a reply to the old man of the building guard who sits quietly behind the reception desk. The man seemed to be watching the television broadcast.

“Buona sera Hotel, Signore. Is there anything I can help you with?” reply the man is friendly.

“May I know, on what floor does Miss Florecita stay?” ask Matteo.

Instead of answering, the man chuckled.

“What's wrong with my question?” Matteo squinted his eyes. He felt a little annoyed at the old man's attitude.

“Nothing. Only, you are the seventh man to ask the same thing in a day,” replied the man, still with a small laugh.

“Oh, yes? Turns out Miss Florecita is a popular girl, don't you think? How are those asking the same question as me?” matteo Cecar.

“Their fate will be the same as yours in a moment. You will come out of this building disappointed, because I will not say it,” said the man pongah.

“Is Miss Florecita's partner forcing you not to say where she lives?” Matteo was not desperate for a bit. He was even more eager to extract information from the old man.

“Nona Florecita never had a partner. He used to live in this apartment with his grandmother and step-sister. However, ever since Germanotta's grandmother died, Miss Florecita has been living together with her half-sister. Just last year Miss Florecita's step-sister moved into a new apartment located in the middle of the city. Since then, miss Florecita has lived alone,” the bright man who guards the building at length.

A smile full of satisfaction from the thin lips of Matteo. “Good. Then then. I'm sorry,” said. Matteo stepped out his legs accompanied by a suspicious look from the old man. But Matteo doesn't care. He walked to the car, sat in the steering wheel and grabbed his phone. Matteo then presses Lorenzo's number, the private detective he subscribes to.

“Halo. I need your help, Lorenzo,” he said before turning on the vehicle and passing away from there.

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"Francy, I'm going to your place today. There's something we need to talk about. If you're awake, call me immediately" Mia ended the voicemail she left for Francesca.

Restless, Mia kept pacing around while occasionally biting her index finger nail. He did not expect it because his three-year escape had to end. Matteo had managed to find his whereabouts.

Mia then chose to sit down and think for a moment. Does he have to go back to running away from the man, or would it be better if he faced it? How far he dodged, Mia was sure that Matteo would return to look for him. When should he keep hiding? In reality, this world felt so narrow to both of them.

At first glance, Mia looked at the watch on her left wrist. It was time to go to the restaurant today. He had even prepared with a black sheath dress his three-quarters arm. Dress with V neck accents equipped with a small belt on the waist, making it look very graceful and mature. Yeah, of course you are. Mia is now twenty-five years old. It's getting ripe.

The end of Matteo's shoes propped up the end of the door, while the fingers of his left hand gripped the edge of the door. “Let me talk, Mia. Just a moment,” pinta Matteo. His gray eyes looked so clear.

“There's nothing to talk about anymore, Theo! Go!” reject Mia firmly.

“If you don't allow it, then I'll stay in this position. We see who will survive,” challenge Matteo while grinning.

Mia realized, there was no point in fighting the stubborn Matteo. The man is like a big solid rock and will not be easy to shake. With her chest pounding, Mia opened her apartment door wide. He let Matteo in with a hand signal.

Matteo smiled faintly as he moved his feet into Mia's living room which looked so neat. White color decoration dominates the minimalist room. The man stood gallantly against Mia while looking around the room. Two hands he put into his pants pocket. While Mia can only swallow when paying attention to the figure of the man.

Over the years, Mia has been trying to rid the man of his mind and heart. But he always failed. Especially now, Matteo came again to him and threw out all the logic and hatred that continues to dominate him.

The young woman did not expect that Matteo now looks more charming. His urgency changed drastically into the figure of a dashing man and parlente with his neat short hair.

“Tell me what you want to tell me, then get out of here!” mia firmly without further ado.

“You don't want to offer me a drink?” goda Matteo with the look of his face that looks very charming.

“It's lucky I let you in!” answer Mia ketus.

Matteo laughed softly. He looked at Mia softly. “Thank you for the opportunity you gave me, Mia. After all, there was no point in continuing to escape. It feels really painful,” he said poignantly.

“Sometimes it will be much better to face everything, than to keep running and dodging,” Matteo added. He began to move forward, until his face was very close to Mia's face. The girl's eyes looked teary. He kept looking away, avoiding Matteo's gray eyes that melted and eroded his senses.

“Today I've always run from my feelings, Mia. I take it out on inappropriate things and I regret everything. I should have been more patient waiting for this moment to arrive,” slowly Matteo's hand stretched out and grabbed Mia's chin. He turned that beautiful face to her. A few mili more, Matteo's lips will touch Mia's ranum lips, but the girl immediately brushed him off.

“Has our conversation finished? I was about to get out. You can go!” sentak Mia's. He was so excited to drive Theo away.

“I'm hungry,” said Theo relaxed as he walked to the dining room near the kitchen, then sat in one of his chairs. “I really like your Arancini. Before going home, I want to taste it a little,” woo Matteo with a smile spread.

Mia could only snort in annoyance. There was nothing he could do right now, other than to comply with the strange request from the man. While stomping her feet, Mia grabbed the apron hanging beside the refrigerator and began to bring out the ingredients she needed for cooking. While Matteo remained engrossed in his seat while paying attention to Mia's every move. The girl cooked quickly and deftly. He then served it to Matteo. Mia also chose to sit on the dining chair that was located a little far away across from the handsome man.

“I still remember clearly, every morning you always deliver Arancini for me,” Matteo said while chewing, "when I accidentally kissed Daniella in front of you,” Matteo grimaces over the stupid thing he did that is somehow for what purpose.

“I'm used to you hurting!” sahut Mia ketus's.

“I also lost control when I couldn't find your whereabouts, even I vented it on ... You know, right?” Matteo did not continue his sentence. His tongue is mute when he will tell his life for three years back that seemed to be oscillating without direction.

“I approached a woman to cast away your shadow, but it failed. Every time I was with him, all I saw was your face,” Matteo smiled bitterly. Mia silently listened to the man. There was absolutely no desire to respond.

“What about you, Mia? Have you ever been close to someone since?” tanya Matteo hesitated.

“I've never been close to anyone and I don't want to. Enough of you who dared to touch my body and destroy my life,” answered Mia flatly.

Matteo was stunned at Mia's reply. It froze and allowed silence to creep between them. “Only me that ..” Matteo sentence floating. He then put down his spoon, then got up slowly and approached Mia. Matteo slowly pulled the girl's hand and asked her to stand up. While Mia seemed to be hypnotized by the gray eyes that continued to look at her with an adoring gaze. He followed Matteo's gestures and body language, until the bodies of the two now faced each other. Matteo's breath that swept across Mia's face, again made her logic paralyzed.