THE HEART OF THE MAFIA

Don't Throw Me!

“Can I meet Alice first before we go?”

Evans gave a nod after their boat arrived at a dock. “Thank you, Ev.”

Back, Evans nodded along with a long-serving smile at his beloved wife.

Alea let go of her grip as she walked over to Alice accompanied by a wave of hands. Alice seemed to be waiting for him.

Evans followed the wife from behind while circulating a watchful gaze, even though they were now safe, but Evans always remained vigilant for the safety of the woman he loved more than his own life.

“Hai, Alice..”.

Alea came to say hello, two corners of Alea's lips formed a smile to welcome the mother of one child.

Relieved, that's for sure. Alice's expression looked different from before they met.

Alice now looks healthy and her face is now cheerful because they are both released—free and return to live their lives.

“Aleaa..” Greet Alice, happy.

Not forgetting, the small body bowed in front of Alea as who was now standing behind the good-hearted woman. Yes, it's the ruler of all Italy, precisely Naples.

“It seems like this thank you, is not enough to repay your kindness, Alea.”

Alea smiled broadly and held Alice's hand. “Only you are the only woman who cares about the many women in the cell at that time.

“ Not only the spirit you keep giving me, but also you save me and the others. Thank you very much, Alea.

“Meeting you is a stroke of luck,” said Alice, bending back in front of Alea and Evans.

A sign of respect is a sign of gratitude to the angelic hearted woman like the wife of a ruler in her country.

“Don't praise me too much, Alice. I didn't do anything to all of you.”

“Maybe, your attention was only to me back then. But it was your husband who helped us escape the ruthless criminals like them.

“Mr Colliettie is the one who has been willing to help commoners like us. Still, I owe you one,” continued Alice.

Alea gave a sincere smile, then exhaled.

“My mother once said, she even taught me many rights of kindness and one of them is to help each other even if we are in danger.

“That's what I've always planted all this time, even though many people look ugly and also think no-no. Hah, I don't care as long as I can help,” Alea replied remembering the advice of her stepmother.

The beautiful woman who was mafia-medited was not a big head but just wanted to help each other, that's all.

Alea gave a big smile to Alice where the woman also looked and smiled at her. Alice nodded, confirming. Unfortunately, Alice herself did not have the courage like Alea.

From the deepest of hearts, Alice was so happy to be acquainted and finally knew how she looked and also the sincere kindness of the wife of the Lord of Naples. It's lucky, the guy who got the woman as good as Alea.

Alea glanced back where Mika was already standing right behind the husband.

“Ah, okay. I can't stay long. I'm glad to see you're in good health, Alice. Please say my regards to your family as well as your daughter,”.

Far, from the bottom of my heart. There is sadness still going on. There were thoughts and something Alea wanted to express however, when looking at her situation and condition Alea harbored more of all the anger on her husband.

“That's for sure, Alea.” Alice hugged Alea and soon broke her embrace.

“Only the prayer that I always pray to God returns all your kindness, Alea. May the Lord always give you health, be shunned from distress and one more of course that I will not forget asking the Creator, descent," Alice prayed sincerely.

Alea's eyeballs snorted despite her lips smiling broadly at Alice.

“May God soon give you a brave offspring like both his parents are certainly handsome and beautiful will inherit your child later,” said Alice from the bottom of his heart.

The mother-of-one can only pray for kindness as a token of her gratitude.

“Amin, amen, amen.”

Alea sobbed, one hand quickly wiping away the falling tears. That is, his desire for the Creator. Alea wanted to give J Evander Colliettie a descendant in this marriage.

“Thank you so much for your prayers for me, Alice,” Alea said with a firm grasp.

“Before I leave, may I tell you, Alice.”

Alice gave a nod, allowing. “If one day you have a hard time though.

“Honey, we're time to go.”

Evans reminded. Alea give a nod, got it. Alice is one step ahead with a body that flutters face to face with the cruelest mafia in all of Italy.

“Mr Colliettie.”

 Alice swallowed her saliva deeply, how horrible the expression of the Mafia's face even though her face was beautiful.

“Please very, whatever happens, protect Alea well. You are the lucky man in this world who gets the angel-hearted woman,” Alice said, in a trembling voice.

“No need to beg me for anything because I am a more righteous person and also know what I should do for my wife,” Evans told Alice.

No one knows that Evans' love for Alea is so great that Evans swears he will always protect Alea.

After the two women's talks were over, Alea said goodbye. Waving to Alice, seeing the woman rejoining the other hostages, Alea got into the car where Evans had opened the door.

“Are you calm now, baby?”

“Ya, it's so quiet today.” Alea glanced to the side and smiled. “Finally they came home safely.”

Alea clasped her husband's hand tightly, and then in her kiss the back of her husband's hand to Evans' big palm.

“Thank you, you saved me and also helped me, Honey.”

Evans dart the kiss. “Not enough with a thank you, of course you have to pay.”

Alea's eyes narrowed at the husband. “I have to pay you with what, dear? Money?”

Alea's forehead wrinkled, if Evans wanted to pay him with money.

To be honest, Alea did not have much personal money at this time but now Alea had money given from her husband.

During Alea's time as his wife, Evans never gave cash away but Evans always routinely transferred fantastic amounts of money into his new account, now renamed Mrs Alea Colliettie.

Evans smiled warmly as he looked at his adorable wife. “I've had a lot, dear. I don't need money, but—”

Evans pulled the wife's body together, separating the distance between them.

“You can pay me with satisfaction,” Evans whispered in a sensual tone.

Alea's eyes bulged, although it was natural to be talked about by a married couple to flirt. However, to Alea the words of Evans sounded scary where the image of the husband who was never satisfied hooked him up to lock him for days in the room.

“Oh, jeez Ev.”

Evans chuckled as he put his lips together without taking a sip.  “I miss you, very.” Evans' lips fell on his wife's neck. “I miss every inch of your skin and also your sigh.”

Alea's eyes were getting wider. “I want you, my wife,” whispered Evans, back.

“I miss you too, my husband,” Alea replied with a smile. Not long ago, both of his hands rubbed the jaw of the husband.

“OK, I'll lock you in a hotel room.  So, be prepared to accept your punishment, dear.”

Along the way to the hotel, Evans first asked for his rights. Alea did not mind even if they had to do it in the car where the driver had been affirmed by Mr. Colliettie not to disturb his pleasure with his beloved wife.

Dare to tease, then be prepared to die at the hands of the Italian ruler.

By the time Evans had let go of his passion, Alea was silent while breathing in her chest. Alea's mind was filled with hearts eager to ask Evans about Ruby's pregnancy.

“Rest for a moment, I'll wake you when we get to hotel.”

Alea nodded, her head raised upwards looking at her husband accompanied by a wide smile. Honest, in the deepest heart. His fear and also his incompetence were stirring up.

Alea was afraid that Evans would know this first, and was prepared to be abandoned by her husband and choose Ruby who was now containing her seeds.

“Ev...”.

Jemari Alea playing in Evans' chest. “Ya, darling.”

“If, someday I am disabled later. Please, don't throw me out.”

Evans frowned while looking at his wife. “If someday there is no love in your heart, then say it well. I'll go by myself.”

Evans breathed. “You won't tell me your anger, baby?”