Mafia And Me
AI LOVE YOU'S
“What is that person one of the people who has terrorized me?” inner Alea.
Alea narrowed both eyes, when she met the turning path but she remained vigilant as she endured the pain that had begun to spread.
Suddenly his steps stopped when he saw the right and left sides where along the road was decorated with ornamental plants that look lush.
Alea was already far away from the main building of the mansion and had no idea where the person was going.
Alea's eyeballs were rounded wide, his brain still couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.
This was the most beautiful place he had seen so far, the garden order of the various colors of flowers looked so painful to his eyes.
Alea saw all kinds of colorful roses and did not escape the figure of a beloved rose growing there.
“It's like chapel.” Alea stared for a moment at the steep cliff where the pounding of the waves sounded breaking the silence of the night so clearly.
Alea had no idea that Evans had such a beautiful place far away from his main mansion and other pavilions.
Alea glanced at where the black robe had entered. The woman is aware of her goals that follow the person.
He too, quickly followed down the stairs are quite steep.
Alea walked carefully, if he slipped a little or fell then it was certain that it would be different in nature.
“What is this place?” inner Alea, when she had already arrived at a building.
Alea walked in slowly and incessantly his eyes were rounded when he saw where he was.
Pranks!
The shattering sound made Alea wake up from her daydream, she moved quickly and carefully stepped up so that the person did not know of her existence.
“I come..”
Alea blinked her eyes, stopping at the end of the room.
He stood frozen behind that worn-out shelf where where Alea was standing not far from the figure of the person standing staring at a huge figura.
“Honey, I can't see who that person is staring at,” Alea muttered inwardly.
His curiosity grew increasingly out of who the figure inside the figura covered by the black cloth in front of him.
“Are you not satisfied torturing me like this huh?! You are dead!”
The man stood with a staggering body with the bottle of wine he was holding.
“Evans,” Inner Alea while closing her mouth.
The bottle of wine he was carrying and the fist Alea knew that even his voice was familiar to him.
Talking itself?
“What exactly is he hiding?” inner Alea asked.
“If you're gone. Just leave me here!”
Pranks!
Evans threw the bottle of wine held towards the frame.
“Don't you ever bother me again. I don't care about all your regrets. I DON'T CARE!” shout Evans.
“I DON'T CARE EVEN IF YOU CRY IN FRONT OF ME. I DON'T CARE!”
“I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU ANYMORE EVEN IF YOU'VE BEEN IN MY LIFE!” shouts Evans loudly.
The man smiled obliquely with his eyes glaring forward, even though the cloth was covered. But he knew how the face inside was.
“Au—”
Evans took a breath. “I came here because I just wanted to greet you. If this is the day of your death.
“I hope to get here and never disturb my mind, again. Catch that!” yell again.
I don't know what's going on, but it's more frightening for Alea. The heart beats very fast. It's crazy why he's here and following that guy.
I don't know what Evans' loud laughter in front of the frame was, however, what Alea could feel. AGONY.
The loud shout was as if a feeling that had been hidden away from the sadness that the man was experiencing.
Alea's body trembled violently, he was there unable to listen to the words that sounded painful even though he himself did not know the story behind the frame that Evans always looked at.
The man turned around to leave the place, Alea was still standing there until the sound of footsteps had already drifted away and was no longer heard.
Alea wondered who was behind the black cloth. He walked over until he was next to the money couch Evans was sitting on.
Alea's gaze dropped down where both of his eyes caught the broken bottles scattered everywhere.
Not only that, so many gifts are damaged and still intact. A few bouquets of dead and dried roses were seen there.
“Actually who are you maki in front of you, Evans?” murmured Alea quietly.
His hand stretched out to open the black cloth, after what he saw. Alea's eyeballs rounded wide when he saw the figure of a smiling beautiful woman carrying a red bouquet.
“Who is he?”
“Mmmpphh..”