The President Daughter and Mafia
Paloma Request

Dave, the assistant and right-hand man of Alano Lodovico, knocks on the door of his boss's room and walks in.

"Sorry to disturb the boss, our guest has already come and is waiting in the study."

Alano nodded. Dave walked out of the room and closed the door without making a sound.

"Who came to Alano?."

"Not important people, dear only business partners. I won't be long, just wait in the room and finish your food, baby."

Alano kissed Paloma's forehead and moved from his seat. He still does not want to bring Paloma with the two FBI and CIA agents.

It had been almost two hours for Paloma to wait for Alano in his room, Hah. Paloma decided to get out of the room and went to the garden behind the mansion.

"Excuse me Miss Paloma. Where's the lady going?."

Steven emerged from behind Paloma which had shocked him.

"You surprised me, Steven. I want the rear look for fresh air, I'm tired of waiting for Alano Daritadi in the room."

"Well my lady will bring some snacks for the missus."

Paloma nodded and walked towards the back garden. The cool air and the wind that blows fly Paloma's haircut.

I've been here almost 2 months, Mother's Father I miss you all. Are you guys okay in there? I don't know what would happen if you knew I was married to a man I just met. And strangely enough I started falling in love with him.

Paloma smiled softly remembering everything that had happened. Until now he still does not know how his parents and Austin his biological cousin.

Steven placed the snacks and warm drinks on the garden table behind the mansion. He watched his young lady who looked sad. Miss must be thinking of something that makes her sad.

Steven decided not to bother the young lady. He just stood from a considerable distance observing Paloma.

Alano came out from inside the mansion and approached his beloved wife who was pensively enjoying the fresh air that afternoon.

The squeaky paloma was shocked as the gracious circular burly hand on his slender waist. Alano kissed Paloma's cheek and rested his head on Paloma's shoulder.

"What are you doing here, baby? It's so cold, your body hasn't recovered Paloma dear."

Alano further tightened his embrace as he held onto Paloma's cold hand, as the weather of Rome since yesterday was quite cold.

"I just want to get some fresh air, Alano. Are you done with your guests?."

Alano nodded. Paloma took a deep breath she wanted to talk about something important to her husband. But he was a little afraid that Alano would not be willing to grant his request.

"Alano, can I ask you a favor?."

Paloma was silent, he was still confused as to where to start his conversation. Alano frowned at the sight of Paloma agitated. He turned his wife and looked at the black bead.

"What's up, baby? Why do you look so nervous? Are you sick, baby?."

Alano gently stroked Paloma's long hair giving Paloma a sense of comfort.

"I want to ask you something." Silence regulates his breath.

"Can you find out the situation of my parents? I'm afraid Uncle Sentosa is planning something on them."

This time it was Alano who was silent, he knew that Paloma must be worried about the current state of his parents. But Alano still did not want to tell the plan he had arranged with the two agents who handled the kidnapping case Paloma his beloved wife.

Sorry dear I will definitely take you back to Indonesia and meet your parents if all the bastards are caught.

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