Mafia And Me
THERE IS LITTLE HOPE
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‘I hope this photo will calm you down. He's fine’ send Massimo.
“You sent a message to who, huh?” exclaim Evans hard.
Alea gasped in shock at Evans' sudden arrival. The man walked quickly and grabbed his brother's mobile phone.
“You contacted who huh?”
Alea's body trembled violently, as she watched Evans clutch at Massimo's neck.
The opponent did not fight but laughed softly while releasing his hand giving his phone.
Evans threw Massimo's burly body until the man fell on a long sofa.
“Cek alone,” said Massimo. Alea was worried, he was afraid that Evans would kill his own brother like what was just talked about.
However, the worried man only laughed softly. “Who told you to, huh?”
Massimo crossed his arms with a big smile. “No one told me, check if you don't believe me,” Massimo said.
Evans checked Massimo's phone, from phone calls, messages, chats to even social media accounts all of Evans checked one by one. Not believing his brother,
Evans also contacted one of the numbers where Massimo last sent the message.
Ah, not only did Evans contact her and even press the video button to find out who exactly was behind the name of the woman written on her phonebook.
Massimo laughed softly. “Somehow are you afraid I'm contacting someone else, hm?
Massimo got up from his seat accompanied by a cynical smile. “Actually who is he?” point at Massimo with his chin.
“Why are you so afraid I contact others?”
“He's your prisoner, hmm?”
Evans mute. “What was the problem until you imprisoned that woman in the mansion? You still owe me an adulteress, Evans!”
Evans touched the flat object right in front of Massimo's chest. Both of his eyes were rounded with a sharp glint.
“You called Maria?” massimo asked with laughter.
The man got up from his seat and took his cell phone.
“You're so scared, Dude! If people know Alea,” decak Massimo.
“I assure you, no one told me and it's up to you to believe it or not!”
“Until you get involved here, I don't hesitate to kill your family, Massimo! Catch that!” threaten Evans as he walks away from Alea's office.
Alea exclaimed in relief, as Evans left as did the same Massimo who took a breath. “You okay?”
Massimo gave a laugh, then shook his head. “Calm down, I'm fine.”
Just a small thing of course is okay, before he has quickly deleted all numbers with code +65 and all social media accounts are the same. Feeling he never missed this time that Evans suspected him.
“Yes, I've said goodbye, Alea. Take good care of yourself and I will come back here again,” said Massimo and shortly passed away leaving Alea alone.
Alea's eyeballs were rounded wide with both hands shaking. Falling tears saw the beautiful dress that will be worn at the engagement party Leo also now looks sad.
The luxurious dress as soft as colored silk is now no longer shaped.
But when Alea came home the dress was still in the box and now only took the wine that Evans asked for, the dress was already sad.
Alea shrunk her tears and walked away picking up the flakes of the pretty dress by sitting on the floor.
‘Who ruined my dress?’
Alea wiped her tears again. Though the hope is that she can wear this beautiful dress and will look perfect on the evening of the party.
But, this…
Alea hugged the piece of the dress and cried there. He hopes to be at the party.
‘I will never run away from the devil's clutches even if that man allows me!’
Alea took a slow breath. ‘I just this feel the festive party atmosphere.
‘I want to forget for a moment the tension and fear during my time in hell Evans Colliettie.’
‘I want to breathe the air of a crowd of people because as long as I am here I feel crowded.
‘I just want to comfort myself from all the terror and death threats of many people. Is all that wrong?’ inner Alea said to herself.
“You really shouldn't feel a bit of Alea happiness!”
“Alea... You are here?”
Looked at Alea's face with puffy eyes.
“Hai, why?”
“It's okay, Berta.”
Berta took a slow breath. “Master called you. He wants more wine.”
Alea showed the bottle to Berta and before long he immediately walked into Evans' office.
“I'm sorry Sir, I am long.”
Evans glanced and focused on his dinner. Alea rushed to pour the wine where one last piece of salmon had dinner.
Evans is still the same, the devil is now irritable to talk to him even though his face is no stranger to being flat and cold since they met.
“Master,” says Alea quietly.
Evans took a sip of the wine Alea poured over as a cover and then shrunk his lips with a tissue.
Alea looked at Evans, his call was even ignored. Though for a long time he opened his voice after a long time and now the first time Alea and Evans were in the same room.
Alea went head-to-head with Evans Colliettie after the incident.
“Master, sorry. I want to talk,” Alea said slowly.
The man immediately turned his head and gave Alea a sharp look.
“Ehm... ma-sorry if I disturb you.”
Alea squeezed both of her hands while bowing her face. Just being stared at that terrifyingly had already made Alea's body tremble. The shadow came back.
Alea closed both of her eyes for a moment to cast away the frightening shadow.
“Sa-I want to ask for help on a-you!”