Mafia And Me
Preparing the word

“Huuh, it's not strange anymore,” inner Alea in the heart.

After that incident, Alea returned to Evans mansion along with Mika. Seeing Mika returning to the factory setting, Alea understood.

Not only Mika, Evans is the same. The same two people came back at first. Not wanting to be dizzy thinking about the two people who were strange this day, Alea preferred to go into her room with groceries.

His duties as Evans' personal servant are not yet complete, after being tired all day and also a body that was sick from fighting Alea also had to prepare the needs of his master's bath and did not forget to use the sleep that will be raised by the man every day.

“I prepare warm water for bathing, hunting in has not been prepared later angry, again,” Alea said in his heart.

Evans has now been made available whatever it asks to be served very well, including all the cloth attached to the man's body should Alea prepare it.

“Master,” murmured Alea gasped in shock.

Seeing the look on Evans' face that could not, Alea lowered her gaze as the two of them both left at the place. Evans went into the bathroom while Alea went into the room to keep Evans' sleeping clothes on the bed.

“Better silence. Think of the kindness of both of them as a dream that will not come again, Alea's inner”.

He walked towards the walk in closet and picked up Evans' clothes. The devil was used to asking to be served so well, that all the cloths that stuck to the man's body, Alea prepared it.

A few minutes later, Alea returned to the kitchen and picked up the trolley that Joe had prepared for his master's dinner.

“Thank you for your kindness today gave me to shop.” Alea gave the black card next to the dining table where the man was having dinner.

Evans is still the same, his face looks so cold and also flat. The man looked over at all let alone answered those words.

Feeling neglected Alea decided to stand next to him until Evans' dinner was over and that was the job.

The woman squeezed her hands together, though she was eager to scratch her itchy back. Can Evans give himself a day off because he works until twelve in the evening every day.

 “Never dream that I am easily controlled by you Alea. Yesterday's incident was just a reward because I didn't want you to die in vain and before helping Lucas and returning my factory. I know your abilities.”

“And one more thing.” Evans lifted his gaze then looked at Alea. “Don't have a no-no perception of me because I don't have any feelings at all on k—”

“I already know Sir. So you should not remind and repeat again!” sela Alea fast.

Alea took a step back and allowed the man to eat his dinner. Alea simply bowed her face waiting until Evans completely walked away from the round table.

The tiredness of this day coupled with a body so sick of fighting was ignored by Alea, he had to be strong serve as a personal servant Evans Colliettie.

Three weeks ago, Alea became Evans Colliettie's personal servant. As the man said, where he went Alea should come and there. What her master ordered was to be done no matter how hard Alea thought Evans would behave.

It turned out that his silence, hard, indifferent, cruel and also cold to scary was only a shield.

For three weeks he knew, the man who was not afraid of death was more afraid if his heart suffered like the incident at that time. Evans' rare attitude, the man again hardened his heart so that it could not be touched by anyone.

Nevertheless, Alea could see the gap clearly the shadow of loneliness that was in her eyes.

“Are you on a diet?”

Evans sliced the piece of meat into his mouth, the man spoke without looking at the opponent standing next to him.

“No!”

“What is your job so heavy that I see you getting thinner!”

“You are very attentive to your personal servant, Mr.”

Evans pulled the corner of his lips to the side, then clucked his tongue.

The former personal servant said Evans preferred to do everything himself. But, now the man is like a big baby who must be served all his needs.

“Tumben, it's been a month more this guy spends more time to work and also Evans prefers to be in the old factory. A month or so this man did not touch his pet women, Alea's inner” in heart.

“Goodnight, Mr.”

Evans gave a slow nod, Mika walked over. His eyes glanced for a moment at Alea who stood like a statue next to his master, a little bit of stupid woman was kinit ahu what a Mafia man, Evans Colliettie.” did

“There is something I want to report,” Mika said as she stood in front of Evans.

Mika immediately reported some businesses owned by Evans scattered in Italy and also other countries. Both legal and illegal are all in it, but more often the attention of illegal businesses that require special attention because the risk is high.

“Just like that without a hitch?”

“Ya, Mr.”

Evans pulled the corner of his lips to the side. “I think, we will get difficulties on the way when looking at the state of the country X is hot. I didn't think I could walk this smoothly.”

“Yes, it looks like so. They look desperate need our stuff.”

Evans nodded slowly, sipping the wine and thrusting to the side while asking Alea to pour back.

Alea snorted softly, even though the wine bottle was in front of her eyes. But, the big baby is back spoiled and wants to be poured. I don't know why the mafia has become lazy in over a month.

Alea approached and poured back, suddenly her mind remembered something. The mansion this time is so quiet even though the perpetrator of the beloved rose destroyer is not yet known. Surprisingly, it seemed like the man was waiting for something.

 “What's there again?” ask Evans to Mika.

“No Sir,” replied Mika.

Actually, she wanted to ask something about Alea. However, seeing that the woman was near her master she did not dare and chose to undo her intentions.

“Ah yes, Mika—“

Evans called Mika who almost reached the door, the woman dressed all in black turned around.

“Call Carla, and have the woman ******that's waiting for me in the playroom.”

Alea frowned inwardly, just now he said astonished at Evans' long-standing attitude of not playing. Uh, just now his tongue has not dried up, finally the man can not hold his lust for more than a month. Evans is back to judge the lady.

“Good, Sir,” said Mika as she passed away.

Evans leaned back and finished off the remaining wine while thinking for a moment. As her glass returned empty, Alea came forward and poured.

“Jam twelve nights—”

Alea was silent in place, Evans got up from his seat then stared for a moment at the woman.

“Prepare warm water for me to shower and do not forget the wine. When you're all ready get out of there.”

Alea understood. Berta once told me that Evans often soaked in the middle of the night in a cold whirlpool if the man finished playing with the lady.

“I'll do it, Mr.”

Evans looked at Alea, the same gaze as usual cold and also hollow. “You are useful to also be my personal servant, Alea. Stay like this quiet and obey my orders.”

Alea did not reply, she was just him staring until the man had completely left from inside his study.