Mafia And Me
ANYER AND EVANS! ERDO AND RIA!

 “Long friends?”

 Alea stared puzzledly, where did the man have friends from and this was long, again.

Bryan chuckled furiously, the man embraced and brought Alea closer.

“You must be confused right?”

“Ya.”

“But, I do have an old friend, here. I'll tell you later, so you don't confuse me.”

Alea simply nodded and turned her face back to look outside again.

“We will stay there the next few days before we go out of Italy.”

“Is all this included in your plan to leave Evans?”

“Yes, of course I have to prepare carefully, right?

“Do you believe me that I used to take you out of Italy and will never see Evans again.”

The woman fell silent and followed where the man was going to take her.

He doesn't know if Evans out there is still going to hunt him down to this place?

I don't know, Alea doesn't want to think about it anymore. Let time answer it later.

Alea's eyeballs crept slowly as the car carrying him to a mountain top, the car spun along a street where it looked like a castle even though it didn't look big. The small castle that contained a tall tower made Alea amazed for a moment.

Her lips covered in a smile, Alea stared happily as her two legs were now in the country.

“Come us into.”

Bryana asked, the man smiled as he extended his hand to hold.

The two walked hand in hand into the house.

As soon as Alea was amazed to see the decor in the castle, the atmosphere of this house is still thick with medieval nuances with house buildings made of stone.

“This is your room,” said Bryan.

The man showed one of the rooms, although not too big but the view in the treat from the direction of this balcony that made his heart a little comfortable, a little fear of expelling when presented with a beautiful view.

Alea stepped her foot toward the window of her room, standing there breathing free air in front of her.

“Are you now happy to be here, hmm?”

 Bryan asked Alea and the woman gave a nod in response.

“Hm, happy, Bry.”

“If I were truly free from Evans, surely I would be very happy to be in this place,” Alea said in her heart.

“Very good,” decak Alea amazed at the charm of San Marino.

“If surely much more beautiful well?”

Bryan nodded as he swung his steps towards Alea.

“It will be happier and quieter if we make it out of Italy, Al,” whispered Bryan gently in Alea's ears.

The burly arms hugged Alea's waist, the roar of her breath that was just behind her neck made the woman silent.

Ah, somehow the shadow of that night made Aretha could not escape the snare of a Evans Colliettie.

Alea's eyeballs were rounded, his chest rumbling as Bryan peeked behind his neck. The man then whispered which made Alea's hair bristle.

“It will be more beautiful we can enjoy the real togetherness, Al. out of the clutches of Evans Colliettie.”

Bryan turned Alea's body quickly, making that second as well Alea was now facing Bryan.

Alea's chest went up and down, as his eyes clashed with each other.

Alea froze, as Bryan began to dare to slit his neck down.

The man pulled his chin until the two faces were now so close. Bryan's rough kiss made Alea realize, he immediately pushed Bryan's body as the man was about to smear him back.

The man was shocked, one eyebrow Bryan raised with a full look at Alea.

“There's ap—”

“What Evans got here to find us, Bry?”

Alea switched the conversation. He misbehaves Bryan who wants to steal a chance.

Bryan leaned his body against the stone wall with both hands crossed while watching Alea.

“Maybe, he got here! The mafia is obviously not going to let us run from the death that will arrive.”

Bryan smiled broadly. “We have dared to disobey the ruthless mafia and also have dared to run away from its grip.”

“Are we going to be silent here with fear that will shadow Evans Colliettie who will chase us?”

I don't know what happens if Alea gets caught by Evans Colliettie again.

Maybe death is the answer.

Bryan walked over and dyed Alea's hair to calm the frightened, poor woman.

“You don't have to be afraid, Alea. I'm here to protect you.”

Bryan clasped Alea's hand tightly. “Whatever happens later I won't care even if I have to die

“I love you, Alea. Therefore I will sacrifice for your safety.”

“Bry—”

“Sstt…. You deserve happiness, not living in the darkness that Evans Colliettie gives you.

“I'll take you real life, comfortable and safe. You believe me, don't you, Al?”

Bryan's gentle and alluring gaze made Alea unconsciously nod, even a wide engraved smile.

“I believe you, Bry.”

“Thank you, if you believe me, Al. But—”

Bryan brought his face closer. “I don't want you to think of me like everyone else here, AL.

“I want you to be comfortable with me and also feel safe.”

I don't know what that guy meant. Alea was confused.

“Wait, what do you mean?”

“I want you to consider me—”

“Your love,” said Bryan accompanied by a big smile.

Alea. How can in a situation like this Bryan suddenly make a joke—wants a status on him?

“You love?” asked Alea who was called Bryan steady.

“Ya, do you mind, Al?”

Alea took a deep breath.

“Yes, I mind, Bry. In our situation like this, pursued by a dangerous mafia.

“Why did you suddenly want status on me?”

“Ah-I understand and know that, Alea.”

Bryan rubbed his shoulders, Alea.

 “I just want you to feel comfortable with me, Al.”

Alea stared confusedly at what to answer to Bryan. One side he did not want to make the man sad because Bryan had so far made himself a little freedom even though it was all still vague.

“Then I have to how so you can be comfortable with me, Bry?” alela asked.

The man smiled broadly. “You don't have to do anything, I'm used to getting used to making you comfortable with me.”

Alea's eyeballs widened again, Bryan clenched his body tightly. The black-eyed beads also sat against each other.

“You are so beautiful, Alea. I love your beautiful eye beads.” Bryan smiled sweetly.

“Only a foolish man like him is not enamored with you.

“I don't care even if I go crazy because this thing—competes a guy as strong as Evans Colliettie.”

Alea froze, I don't know what Bryan meant. “Rest, Al. Surely you must be tired, right?”

Alea broke away from Bryan in a small nod.

“Oke, tomorrow I'll take you for a walk around here.

“Surely, I ask you not to go alone without me. I'm afraid something's going on out there.”

Alea gave a nod, she understood that.

“OK. Good night, honey,” said Bryan as he kissed Alea's forehead, then one hand rubbed Alea's hair full of affection.

“Nightnight, too, Bry.”

Bryan stepped out, and Alea was alone in the room. The woman took a deep breath, she was briefly surprised, Bryan called her with a call ‘Honey’ call that Alea hated.

Mike calls the affair with the call and Evans calls Ruby—