THE HEART OF THE MAFIA

Wake up!

All the criminals stared in fear and could not dwell any more in front of an Evan Colliettie who stood tall like a life-seeking angel who would prepare to deliver them all into hell.

“Evans really came. He really picked me home,” Alea muttered inwardly.

Alea should have realized it a long time ago, right?

After Alea decided to follow the creepy guy with all his abominations as well as his threats, it was Alea who felt guilty towards Ryander's family and exchanged her golden ticket.

From that second on Alea should have realized that Alea's life could no longer be said to be normal.

Normal life as she wanted and her dreams as anyone else, because wherever Alea was.

In danger though. Evans Colliettie will definitely come to his rescue as Evans promised him.

“You are the one who stepped foot into a world that is not your world at all.

“This world that is foreign to you should be aware of, Alea,” Alea's heart reminded him again.

“The world today, where there is only contention and also bloodshed to maintain its existence.

“Why are you slow to realize all that, Alea?”

“You will never be able to get out of the dark circle because both of your legs have gone deeper together with that pitiful guy.”

“However hard you want to get out of his clutches. But once again Alea. You are the wife of a ruler.

“Dangerous mobsters all over Italy. Then you have to accept if your whole life has to wrestle in a black world like this. It has become your destiny you should be able to accept it, right?”

Again his little heart included him to think with his logic, not with a momentary lust that eventually brought him into danger.

“You should know with your husband's possessiveness because it is a form of protection that he has guaranteed you should you be aware of Alea, when the Italian Ruler offered loyalty to you to death.”

Alea wiped away the tears that had somehow fallen on her cheeks.

“Even the infamous ruthless man santero Italia has said that he gave up the entire existence of his life just for you with the promise of Evans to give you his life to protect you!” alea's heart, again and again.

“I'm sorry, Ev,” Alea muttered inwardly with her head steadily lowered.

Alea's heart cried out even a loud scream as Alea was now conscious, as she was.

“I'm sorry, Ev,” Alea said in her heart.

Yes, actually when thought again by him. Evans is less than guaranteeing him everything, right?

Except, meet his family and also the boy who is still their debate.

Is it possible that Alea is still unfamiliar with this new thing?

Or maybe Alea always felt her life was suffocated because she was locked in Evans Colliettie's golden cage without relatives visiting her?

In fact, it actually endangers Alea as well as her family if later enemies Evans know it is not it?

But one that Alea was aware of this time, when in her moment it seemed.

The fact that the woman could not be avoided, if Alea indeed needed protection from the husband who in his life after marriage there is only a choice to kill or be killed.

Alea, who had initially bowed her gaze did not dare to look at her husband, now the woman began to dare to look at her husband on the sidelines of the other women's bodies crimped each other in fear.

“Ev...” call Alea in heart.

Alea was stunned when she saw Evans' eye expression that looked like he was trying hard to hold back the flames that were ready to burn out that had been stored since when?

Whether since he escaped from the mansion or since Evans knew that his wife was in danger.

“What have you just realized, Alea? You just realized all the reality that you should have received long ago will the man who married you?

“After you marry the man you are married to the dark world of the man full of quarrels and death!” little heart Alea said, again and again.

She saw her husband's eyes showing something else, like a real fear.

The fear of losing someone the man completely covered by his burning anger.

Alea knew her husband would not hesitate to kill those around her, if the man did not get what he wanted. That's why the man was raised.

“Are we all going to die soon?” alice sounded weak.

Even though it sounded slow, but it could not be denied that the woman's body trembled in fear seeing the figure of the Ruler was in front of her eyes.

The mother-of-one looked at the woman who knew what her name was who was kind and willing to help her. Even in all the women inside here only that woman was willing to embrace her shoulder.

“Who would have thought it was not, if Evans Colliettie the Black Rose the Italian Ruler really came here.”

Alea looked at Alice for a moment. “Even his aura is like a life-seeking angel who came to lead us all to hell, right?”

Alea was silent, then exhaled slowly. “Even all the villains in front of it look like frightened rats face to face with the real figure of The Black Rose.”

Alea clasped Alice's hand gently and then gave a soft bracelet accompanied by a warm smile to the mother of one child.

“No, Alice. Instead we will be safe,” said Alea, slowly.

Yeah, Evans's not gonna lead everyone here to hell. Even if Evans is famous for his abominations, of course Evans will not kill people without mistakes and disturb his life, right?

“You can meet again with your daughter as well as the other women can return to their respective families,” Alea said slowly.

However, the words made Alice immediately look at the woman who smiled warmly

Alea knew what was the difference this time around other than she had to return to the arms of Evans Colliettie the Black Rose ruler.

Alea let out a long sigh then exhaled along with her own thoughts, after all this was over.

Alea would never be able to escape her husband and in the end Alea had to be able to accept all this.

Giving up and giving up will not think of the world he wants anymore.

There was no Normal Life because the fact that being separated from her husband Evans Colliettie instead led her to a catastrophe so terrifying that Alea had never imagined.

Alice looked at Alea in silence with a slightly calm heart at the words of the woman who no matter if Alice did not know why the woman was so sure.

Before long, the man with the scar on his face raised both hands. The man surrendered when Evans Colliettie unsheathed his long muzzle gun right in front of him.

“Tu-wait a minute, Mr.”