Mafia And Me
HAPPINESS AND THE END
“Actually what are you planning this? What game are you guys doing to that mafia?” asked Alea curiously.
It's like a Leo game. The man did not reply, Marvio gave his best smile instead.
“Ah—just a little game!”
“Please, tell me Mar. What game are you planning.”
Again the man smiled and Alea did not need that smile at all.
“No plans Alea,” replied Marvio with a blink of an eye.
“You lie, Mar.”
Alea's lips chipped him off knowing that the two men had their own plans for Evans.
Marvio brought his face so close to Alea, the man whispered in the woman's ear.
“We will see later, is there a little hope even if it is only small for Leo and family?”
Alea's forehead frowned, Marvio chuckled in anxiety. Jeez the man even wants to make this beautiful woman in front of him as his wife if he does not remember who his arch-rival is.
A Evans Colliettie is definitely not his best rival given how ruthless the man is.
“You are wrong to hope by making me your bait.”
“Oh yes? How about we try it? Maybe our hunch is right?” challenge Marvio.
Alea silently turned her face away while Marvio brought her face closer.
Just whispering like this already made the man glare intently how about he kiss Alea's cheek or lip?
“Leo has great respect for even admiring Evans Colliettie even though he knows that he is a ruthless mafia all over Italy.
Hope Leo only wants his brother to get out of his painful past even though he knows it's impossible.
“Both Massimo and Leo they are one and the same family, they feel deep guilt because the two families cannot embrace and embrace Evans where the man is hurt and in pain.
“Evans prefers his life alone and neglects all his family because of which Leo wants Evans to have a better life.”
Alea's forehead frowned then snorted softly while looking at Marvio.
“What am I on the same phone, Mar? Nothing is it?”
Ah—prince it's a lot of smiles tonight because of Alea.
“There certainly is. You are the hope of all of us now. The Colliettie family even Martinez wishes you very much.”
Alea's eyes were round wide.
“I'm sure—”
Marvio turned a little and caught Evans staring at him.
“Even if the man is cold and looks haughty, but I see there is a piece of taste in the man's heart for you.”
Alea sharpened her two eyeballs and now her lips were gaping.
“Impossible, Mar. God, I didn't think your thoughts were too far away. That is very unlikely Marvio.”
The Italian prince also tightened Alea's hand grip with lips that always painted a smile.
Ah—not to forget Marvio's gaze that seemed to adore the beautiful woman who danced with him.
Marvio whispered softly. “Prepare Alea, she's coming.”
The man kissed Alea's cheek back which was immediately answered with a sharp shot and a kamit lips on the prince messum in front of him.
“You shouldn't kiss my cheek again, Mar!” whispered Alea, then gave a smile to the prince.
“I'm sorry, I. Steal an opportunity that won't come twice.
“Pura-pretend you don't know Alea and ignore her arrival,” whispered Marvio again.
Alea glanced over, sure enough the devil he had been talking about had now gone down to the dance floor.
Evans and the woman danced not far from where they were.
That look, really made Alea unable to ignore the man. Alea was simply unable to turn her eyes to the Devil who was so close to her.
Marvio smiled, he realized that Alea also had the same heart for the ruthless mafia even though her mouth was evasive, whether Alea was unaware of her own feelings.
Marvio unravels his embrace and deliberately turns Alea's body around for the woman to move to the piano music played by one of the famous pianists.
Alea's body twirled beside Evans with both of their eyes looking at each other.
Not only did Alea not look at Evans this time, but it was as if that hard-to-understand gaze was unbroken looking at him.
“This feels weird. He threw himself at the woman and invited her to this event.
“He also invited the beautiful woman to dance, but why did that look never come off.
“High his eyes were so clearly full of emotion even though his expression was always the same, Alea's inner” when catching Evans beside him.
“Aaaahh…. Ma—” exciting Alea hard.
Alea was shocked when Marvio let go of his grasp, swearing by what Alea wanted to cry because she was embarrassing Leo's party with a fall in the middle of the dance floor.
Almost, the kuru's body collides with the cold floor when no one's arm moves quickly to reach his waist.
“Ev...” Og Alea. The woman drew her salivary deep where their two eyes clashed.
The man helped the thin body stand up and then released his hand from the body of the stupid woman.
“If you can't dance then you shouldn't force yourself to be at people's parties!” his great-grandson.
Alea took a deep breath, her body frozen with Evans' words.
“You don't deserve to be here, stupid!” his his hiss without severing his sharp bead of eyes.
The man just left after pinning his sharp words.
Marvio again wrapped his arms around Alea's waist.
“I'm sorry, Alea. You are not what?”
Evans, who was not far away, turned around and threw a stern look at the young prince in front of him.
“Dragon yourself is not too dirty let alone keep your pet!”
Alea's eyeballs were round, Marvio only sighed softly.
“Share your pet well not to embarrass my brother's show!” decak Evans for Marvio.
The handsome prince gave a friendly smile and took a step forward approaching Evans fearlessly.
“You shouldn't have helped him, Dude!”
Marvio's tone mocked the devil, but it was true. Marvio mocked Evans.
“But, can also your rapid movements help my woman,” continued Marvio.
“Ck!”