THE MAFIA!
Chapter 135's

Sayu - sayu Matahari mornings begin to greet the hemisphere part of Italy. In the best-class hotel, two pairs of human children are still sleeping in their respective rooms.

Oliver and Darrel, the pair of lovers seemed to still feel at home hugging behind a thick blanket. Warming each other with white skin touching each other.

In another room, more precisely a luxurious room that was used as a bridal room, it looks like a couple still warms each other.

Two pairs of eyes were still closed, as if both of them were reluctant to move on and let go of tonight just like that.

Until I sayu - the sound of shaking the phone makes the man who is none other than Michael Xavier was opening his eyes. Looking at the left side, where there is a phone that turns on without sound. Only a small vibration keeps the phone moving, disrupting its sensitive hearing.

Michael took the cell phone that turned out to belong to his wife. He immediately read who called his wife this early. Who dares to disturb their morning.

Number not known

One sentence that appeared on the phone screen along with a number underneath made Michael frown.

Suspicion and curiosity penetrated his inner niche. Luckily the vibrations of those few minutes were not heard by his wife.

He moved the head of his wife who was piercing his arm. And get off the bed by just grabbing the bokser and wearing it. He approached the window and opened the golden curtain. The light of the morning sun instantly burst in between the gaps.

Without a word, Michael shifted the green button and pointed the flat object to the ear. He just kept quiet to find out who called his wife when the wall clock was still pointing at the number 7.

Actually the number 7, not the number that is very early in the morning. It's just that for a couple on the wedding night, it feels too early if you have to wake up at 7 am. Remembering last night they repeated the round until the time showed at 3 a.m.

For a few seconds, both Michael and the caller were not familiar - nor did they speak. And a few seconds later, the call was ended by the mysterious summoner.

"****!" as Michael swung the phone violently. "Who is this?"

Amidst the confusion, he glanced at his wife. Staring at the beautiful face that was still in his subconscious.

Is there anything you're hiding, baby?

Who would dare to bother you?

Did he not think twice about looking for trouble with me?

Sighing deeply, Michael returned to the side of the bed. Sit on the edge of the bed. Facing his wife who was still naked behind a thick blanket.

The messy hair added a sensual impression on his wife's pretty face. He approached the face to land a kiss on the sweet lips. Yet...

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of knocking made him shift his focus. Planning to make the third round with his wife, there is something that bothers him.

Michael moved with laziness. He grabbed a white kimono towel and put it on while walking towards the living room area. He peeked at the small crack, who would dare to disturb him.

There is Jack standing at the back, in front of him there is Reno, Sania and .. a beautiful girl who knows who by carrying a medium-sized paper back.

Clek!

Michael opened the door not too wide, the cold aura he spread just like that. He looked at Jack and Reno full of intumidation. Among those 4 people were only those who dared to knock on his door.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone wants to see your wife!" reno said relax. As if not afraid of the Mafia's gaze.

"Who?" michael flat continued.

Reno pointed at the girl in a knee-length white dress. The chest forms a kimono, with the arms slightly bulging up above the elbows. A small sling bag, coiled around the right shoulder.

The girl bowed respectfully. It seemed he knew very well, who was the man between the frame and the door.

"Good morning, sir!" sapana. "My name is Gia Octarin, I'm a friend of Carina's, uh I mean Chania while working at a restaurant in Venice" Gia said.

🌹 Chania Friends read Gia (Gia Octarin)

🌹 Chania boy read Jia (Georgia )

Michael glanced at Jack behind them. And the man nodded, confirming Gia's remark.

"Why are you looking for my wife so early?" michael's question to Gia is directly at the heart of the matter.

"Em.." Gia's tongue choked. What he should answer. Just looking at her best friend's husband's eyes made it difficult to breathe. "I..."

"Mich! don't look at him like that!" chirps Reno ketus. "Are you unconscious? just by looking at you alone can already strangle the necks of people like him!" then touch.

Michael knew what Reno said was true. He took a long breath, he rested his arms on the sills. The door was still only open as wide as his body.

"My wife is still sleeping!" said later.

"Is Brother Michael sure?" ask Sania.

"Hem.." Michael replied.

"It's not usually Chania still sleeps at 7 this morning..."

"You forgot it's our bride's night?"

"Oh, yeah!"

Gia glanced at Reno, as if asking for a hint, what should they talk about next. Because that man is the only one he knows well here.

"Then tell me, brother! chania is awake. We wait at the bottom cafe." said Sania who knew the meaning of Gia's glance at her lover.

"Hemm." replied Michael about to close the door.

"Sorry!" sahut Gia held the door. "Did Mr Michael take my call?"

"Yes, Master!"

"Why isn't your name on my wife's phone?"

"I'm changing numbers, sir. And I just got Carina's phone number, uh Chania again from Chef Reno!" Get Reno a glimpse.

"Oh.." replied Michael very lightly.

"I'm sorry if I interrupt, sir!"

"Very disturbing!" chirped Michael without a stale ado and very firmly.

Gia gulped her saliva very hard. In her mind, how could Chania marry such a cold and frightening man like this.

"Please excuse me, sir." Gia chose to end this tense session. "I hope you allow Chania to see me." Gia turned back to her body. Salute the man Reno introduced as a Mafia.

"Hm!" michael replied flatly and immediately closed the door. Even before those who were at the door had not yet moved.

If you talk about manners with others, maybe Michael Xavier is very minus. But what he wants to say, since childhood what he knows is his family that is very much feared by many people. And all he knows, he just has to respect his ancestors. Including the parents. More than that, for Michael there was nothing else he needed to fear or respect.

In front of the door, three people looked at each other half the sound of the door closing tightly. One glance doubtfully also scared by the emotional of a Michael Xavier.

"We'll just go to the cafe, we'll talk!" Sania. "Let's be more familiar!" continued.

"Yes, we were right.. Sanie!" answer Gia.

"We go first, Jack!" sania said to Jack.

"Yes, Miss!" answer Jack.

Gia looked at Jack who was still standing gallantly. He remembered the man's face. No less handsome than his boss. It may be just a losing amount of money. So whatever the reason, the existence of the boss becomes much more attractive to women.

"Excuse me, Master!" gia said then, she lowered her head at a glance.

"Hmm .." replied Jack flatly. Because for him other than the Xavier family, there was no other girl he needed to respect like Sania and Oliver.

' The man... No less handsome than his Master... But, just as cold as Carina's husband, uh, Chania... Keep wrong! luckily I wasn't strangled by Mr. Michael! '

Gia grumbled in her heart, as she set foot into the elevator that would take them to the ground floor.

Back to the Mafia Master...

Michael dropped himself on the bed, right next to his wife who was still so comfortable with his dream.

"Ehm..." Chania squirms because of the beating of her husband's body.

"Good morning, Baby." said Michael landed a kiss on his thin lips.

A pair of flickering eyes opened narrowly, adjusting to the light of the lamp in the room.

"Honey.." he squirms. "Where are you from?" she asked after seeing her husband's body wrapped in a kimono towel.

"Someone's looking for you..."

"Me?"

"Hmmm.."

"Who?"

"Take a guess!"

"You!"

"Huh? why me?"

"Who else would have looked for me if not you!" giggling while pinching her husband's nose.

Dark, "Yaa. You're right, I'm always looking for you, Baby...."

"What?" chania asked with a typical hoarse voice of waking up.

"For..."

"What...?"

"Of course for..."

Michael took off his kimono towel, then grabbed a thick blanket that covered his wife's t3-bed.

"Gee!" peekkik Chania's.

"Of course for the third round, Sayaang.." sizzled Michael in a mischievous tone. His lecherous face again sticking out when he saw his wife's chest that was very challenging.

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