THE HEART OF THE MAFIA

Sapphire Beads

“Ck! You fucking asshole, huh? You tricked me!”

"Ti.dak, Sir."

"We didn't know that she wasn't your wife, ” said the man with both legs bowing in front of Evans Colliettie.

Evans gripped even tighter with anger, when the criminal had tricked him even Evans was furious when he did not find his wife in the room under the ship.

“Where is my wife, say!” exclaim Evans, wrath.

The man shook his head not knowing which was the wife of Evans Collietie. Evans again touched the man's body accompanied by a look at the women in the prison cell.

Evans' gaze was fixed on the crowd of women staring in fear. Evans widened his gaze in an alert manner.

The man gasped as he caught the sapphire bead belonging to the row of women and hid behind the crowd of women.

Evans found. He found his beloved wife who snorted by clenching her lips tightly. In the next instant, both Evans and Alea sat up and looked at each other.

In the back there Alea just remained silent. Unknowingly her tears just escaped on her cheeks with a frozen body. How much Alea misses her husband.

Evans threw the man away and immediately stood up to the iron door. He shot the chain that locked the cell and pushed with one leg wide open.

Suddenly it made the woman in there also screamed loudly—fear half dead. But Evans doesn't care at all.

His legs just walked over to the wife who was still staring at him until one by one the woman in front also stepped aside by itself as if giving way until finally Evans was in front of Alea who was sitting next to Alice.

The mother-of-one was shocked to see The Black Rose from such a close distance.

Alea bit her lips firmly, her tears could not be dammed anymore when their gaze met. His longing for his husband is so great.

One foot in the fold, Evans rested in front of Alea who both stared fixedly and sat.

In Alea's heart. Was he going to get furious since he had already dared to run away from his mansion?

Alea was stunned when she saw Evans extend his hand to touch her face. The tears that fell with her thumb flowing gently.

Evans watched every inch of his wife's face and gritted his teeth when he saw some bruises on his face and his wife's hands.

 Her fingers gently caressed Alea's lips which quivered as if she was hinting if she missed.

“Hai..” greet Evans gently.

“Don't cry and don't be afraid anymore. I'm here, baby,” Evans said.

Alea sobbed and nodded slowly. “Don't bite your lips like that, baby. You can get hurt,” pinta Evans.

Alea was speechless no more. He could only nod and release his lips slowly. It was true that Alea did not know why she could so long for Evans' tenderness that was only meant for her.

And all the women who were in there looked at him with envious hearts at the figure of the woman who had conquered the heart of an Italian ruler Evans Collietie.

The cruel attitude of a Evans Colliettie is instantly erased when he sees how gentle and also unfortunately a Evans Colliettie treats his wife so affectionately.

The gaze of the love of the Italian ruler on the woman beside him also made the woman's heart scream envy made.

Alice, who was beside Alea, of course, blinked her eyes in disbelief at how much she loved Evans Colliettie to her wife.

Evans opened his gloves, then kissed the back of his wife's hand and alternated with the palm.

Before long Evans pulled the wife slowly forward and the man landed a gentle kiss on the wife's forehead with his lips whispering in Alea's ear.

“What are all the wounds on your face this man did, dear?”

Alea nodded slowly, Evans took a deep breath while exhaling slowly.

Alea understood, while Evans immediately stood up and turned forward after making sure his wife had followed his orders.

Evans gave the code to his men to drag the man who was already helpless. The man was taken into a holding cell. His head was down with a bloody face.

Evans came forward with a demonic grin. “I will not spare the slightest injury my wife has in here,” hiss Evans, holding the man's head with both hands.

The man was wide-eyed, scared to death to face Evans.

“You must accept the consequences of all this you have done for my wife.”

“A-I beg you, Sir. Forgive say—”

Crews!

In one swivel, the man also died under the hysterical screams of the women who left in detail right in front of him including his lover who also witnessed the death of the sip ria.

Alea covered her mouth with both of her hands, crying down with her two tightly shut eyes. Although Alea did not see the incident, but Alea used to imagine how the incident in front of him was certainly terrible.

Dor's!

One hot lead was released from Evans' gun on the woman's forehead and the lovers died instantly at the hands of Evans Colliettie.

"Stop all his people who are in this ship,” Evans orders are immediately announced ready by his men.

After all Evans' men bowed and saluted, they rushed to the command.

Evans turned to Alea who was beside him with eyes still closed.

“Open your eyes dear,” he said as he pulled Alea closer.

“Ev...” Wept Alea called a coveted look at her husband.

“I beg you to save them all. Please,” pinta Alea wishes the Husband would grant her request.

Evans stared for a moment at the terrified women in the prison cell, including Alice, who was standing still behind Alea.

“You know dear, the consequences of this request of yours, hm?”

Alea nodded quickly, he understood. “I'm not messing around, baby.”

Alea knew and understood the consequences that her husband meant. It was none other than that Alea would not attempt to leave again.

“I understand, Ev.”

Evans stood up, telling his men to evaluate all the women who were inside there, while Alea turned around helping Alice to stand up. Alea smiled warmly looking at Alice.

“You can go back to your house, Alice and meet your daughter again.”

Alea clasped Alice's hand tightly. “I want you to be strong and get well again for the sake of your daughter.”

Alice cried and hugged Alea. “Thank you very much, Mrs Colliettie.”

Alea chuckled listening to Alice's words. “I don't like you calling me, Madam.”

“But that's the truth, you are Mrs The Ruler of Italy and I didn't expect to see you in person, Mrs Colliettie.”

Alice rubbed the back of Alea's hand with a relieved smile. “You were heartless angel while everyone here no one helped me.

“I am very lucky this time to meet and see you, Mrs Colliettie,” said Alice sincerely.

“You're too much, Alice.” Evans' eyes made Alea understand.

“You must go and be healthy again. We'll talk later.”