Mafia And Me
ERDO'S PROMISE!!

Alea froze in front of him and muttered in his heart.

‘What is my turn now? The day of my death at the hands of the devil?’

After Evans finished off all his enemies mercilessly and mercilessly.

Now the man directed his cruel gaze towards Alea who looked so frightened before him.

Wrong himself, he believed in Bryan with all his sweet promises.

It turns out that Bryan had a goal to take advantage of her revenge and make her a decoy to trap Evans.

Is it natural that Evans looks so angry?

Evans shouldn't have bothered to come here until he ended up getting wounds on his body.

Not only the gunshot wounds that the man had obtained, but stab wounds and also painful-looking blows that made all of his body bleed.

Alea could only clench her lips while looking at Evans with tears. He was sad to see Evans at this moment.

Evans staggered and approached Alea. He stood not far in front of her still holding a firearm in his hand.

Alea raised her head up so that she could see Evans' face even more clearly. Evans looks wrathful and also very scary which is currently the usual Alea look on Evans Colliettie's face.

Alea's eyeballs rounded as the man aimed his gun right at his head.

Alea muttered again in his heart. ‘What time is it? My turn is dead?’

Alea could not bear to see the flushed eyeballs looking so cold. He chose to bend his gaze while closing his eyes.

“I'm sorry to you, Ev.”

Alea took a breath. “For everything I've done to you.”

Alea wet her dry lips. “I admit that I was wrong to you a lot.”

Alea took a deep breath and exhaled slowly without being able to look at the devil who was angry.

Once again, Alea resigned. “I can only pray for you. May you always be happy someday,” Alea said, slowly.

He was resigned when finally this was his fate in the hands of Evans Colliettie.

Dor's!

Dor's!

Dor's!

Nah!

Nah!

Nah!

The sound of the shot and also the open sound of iron made Alea hold her breath. Both hands and feet were hot, yet he did not feel any pain pierced by the hot lead.

Alea felt her body was fine, not at all. However, the sound of iron binding both hands and feet felt loose.

He immediately turned his head to make sure and looked at him to his right and left side. His eyes widened as well as his gaping lips when he saw both his hands and feet now separated from the iron chains connected to the wall.

Alea raised her face and looked at the puzzled where the man was still standing pecking in front of her.

The man frowned, in pain and Alea was silent not taking her eyes off.

The look of his joints in his eyes made Alea again only able to remain silent and still. I don't know what he's gonna say to Evans.

The man moved his feet back closer. He just dropped his firearm.

Both of her legs bent in turn until Alea was stunned as Evans squirmed in front of her.

Really, Alea did not understand what the man was doing. But despite being confused about what Evans did. It felt like Alea was anxious, wiping out the poisons as well as the blood on her face.

But, Alea questioned him desperately. Alea just kept quiet without a single word coming out mingled with both eyes staring at Evans in front of him.

The man slowly closed his eyes, holding his head down until the tip of his head touched Alea's shoulder and his hair tickled the end of his shoulder.

“I can't afford to ask back,” said Evans.

Sounds so slow maybe only Alea could listen to the whisper.

“A—apa?” said Alea stammering.

“You mean, Ev?”

Can Alea not believe in all this in front of him?

How a person of dignity and high self-esteem like Evans Colliettie, the ruthless Italian Mafia, bowed his head in front of him. It's not worth it, is it?

“A-what do you mean Evans?” ask Alea back. He did not understand the man's words.

“We'll get married soon.”

Alea's mouth was gaping, wide. Both of his eyes dodged at the downcast man with a puzzled expression.

“You will be my wife. Miss Colliettie is the only one."

‘Married soon? With him?’ inner Alea.

His heart beat very fast.

Either Alea now stands in the imaginary world or the real world. It was something like in the dream world.

“Ta-but. Ev—”

“No but-fireplace, Lea!” the voice sounded soft but also indisputable.

“If you reject me—” there is a threat tone that Alea can catch.

“I will kill all residents of my mansion without exception and include—Mika.”

Alea. Meanin?

“For you to feel sorry for me who lives alone and lonely.”

Alea looked at Evans unblinkingly. “I want you to be my wife, Lea.”

“Ka-mu—"

Alea was still confused by all Evans said.

“Ya!”

Evans gives a nod, steady. “I'm expecting you. If that's the only thing you want to be willing to marry me willingly want to be my wife. I'm not messing around, Lea.”

Alea took a deep breath. “When it can keep you by my side. Then I will never hesitate to do it.”

“Are you crazy, Ev?” ask Alea.

Not giving an answer but the woman actually said it. This is what if the devil is stiff and does not know love.

‘Yes God did that man propose to me?’ his inner.

‘Bila's right. What kind of application is this?’ Alea looked at Evans' beautiful bead eyes.

‘Gosh. Sounds so beautiful when uttered by a ruthless mafia like the scary Evans Colliettie,’ the battery.

“Yes, I'm crazy and it's because of you, Lea!”

Alea opened her eyes again. I don't know why the air suddenly disappeared. He needs oxygen to fill his lungs and brain to absorb the words of the man in front of him.

“I can't hold any longer, Lea.”

“Hold what?”

“Hold my strong desire to make you fully owned.

“You were so distracting I thought that it felt like I was almost crazy to make it. You don't know, do you, Lea?”

Alea pursed her lips, repeating back everything that had happened together with Evans.

Since when did Evans feel disturbed by his presence. The presence of a foolish woman?

There is one thought that just popped out. When Alea accepted a proposal from The Black Rose, she had no idea how she would love him.

She is the wife of Evans Colliettie, who can't get anywhere near peace and quiet, because Evans' life is harsh, dark and scary.

But, if Alea is told to stay away and reject all the wishes of the man. Somehow it feels—

Alea was not willing.

“Didn't you kill me like you intended?” aela asked, still confused by all this.

Ah, Evans wasn't mistaken for his Lea by the name of a stupid woman. The woman had not listened and digested her words since.

“You are a stupid woman, Lea. However, also funny!”

Evans' shoulder was a little shaken, maybe. Evans brought up his future wife.

“I was desperately arguing with myself ever since you went so far out of my reach that I followed that jerk Bryan that I finally came here forgetting my common sense. And now you ask like that, hm?”

Alea gulped. “A-aku—"

“Even you have time to apologize to me and pray for my happiness earlier,” as it were.

“You make me look like a defeated demon in front of a malakat like you, Lea! But it is like that in fact.

"I am with my own hands trying to remove that restriction. I will remain a demon so that no one can touch my angel in my arms.”

Alea sobbing. Why do Evans' words sound so beautiful even though they're terrible. Only Evans can impress her like this.

Alea slowly raised both of her hands and carried Evans' head into her arms.

“Ev—”

Alea paused for a moment. “I don't know if I deserve to be your wife, your life partner?

“Somehow can I stand by you because I'm just a weak woman, Ev,” Alea whispered.

Evan hugged Alea tightly until removing the distance between them made Evans face hide on Alea's shoulder.

“Are you going to believe me? Will everything I say?”

Both hearts seemed to be beating in unison.

“After what happened to you and when I met you. You are actually a strong woman, Lea.”

Alea silence. “You don't have to worry about all that and anything, because I will stand as a shield for you. You are always by my side, just accompany me!”

Alea closed her eyes, not knowing what to decide for Evans.

Evans pulled his head back. Alea reopened her eyes and flinched at the gentle look.

The cruelty and dinginginya of that face instantly disappeared. Even her face had always frightened the person who had been inhabiting her even made Alea stunned when she found the man smiling warmly and dazzlingly for the first time.

Evans' two hands stood on Alea's face and looked at her deeply.

“Au—”

“Evans Colliettie, The Black Rose of Naples Italy, offers loyalty to you to death, Alea Anjanie.”

Alea was more than dumbfounded listening to him. “Total surrender of my entire life existence!"

Evans advanced by kissing Alea on the forehead gently. The kiss touched all the way to the bottom of Alea's innermost heart then hugged her tightly.

For a while Alea was silent, until she finally hugged Evans back with tears despite her head pulsing back pain that had been ignored.

“We'll meet back Alea.”

Evans laughed softly and happily even though he was hurt.

“We'll meet again Where I'll see you wearing a beautiful dress like a queen.

“Queen of The Black Rose. Mrs Colliettie's. I'll be waiting for you right in front of the penghulu,” said Evans. The man started coughing.

Alea just silently smiled gently looking at Evans with Alea's gaze beginning to blur.

Evans' body hugging Alea began to waver. The question began to weaken until it collapsed to the side carrying Alea along with both of them unconscious while hugging.

But this time Alea felt her heart calm even though her body was in pain because a sense of security that was so warm encompassed her even though Alea knew her world would never be bright.

Before the consciousness of the two began to turn dark.

Alea listened softly to a voice she had never heard from Evans Colliettie's sharp mouth.

“I love you, Alea Anjanie.”

EXPIRE