The Bodyguard's
Want to Take You Away

Since the idea of holding a contest to fight over Miabella, Marco as the girl's uncle became very busy. He compiled a list of mafia families, and the owners of large organizations on the European mainland. While Romeo was aware of this, he immediately contacted Carlo. He knew very well what kind of closeness was established between the head of the Red Wolf Clan and his cousin.

"Are you serious?" carlo asked when Marco's eldest son told him about his father's plans.

"Uncle Adriano and aunt Mia have agreed to that. They were so worried about my cousin's condition that every day, at all times just locked himself in the room. I think Miabella needs some refreshment" Romeo said of what he knew.

"When will the show take place?" ask Carlo.

"Less than three days. My father and uncle Adriano were busy preparing a list of recipients. Whether you're in between or not" Romeo said, making Carlo look riled up.

"God. I've been very busy this week. I just applied for a permit to open a petroleum company here" Carlo half-mumbled. The man then let out a rough breath.

"remarkable. It should be enough to carry Miabella to your luxurious bed" Romeo said.

"Shut your mouth. He rejected me." Carlo still looks riled up. He then paused for a moment to think. Moments later, the man seemed to have an idea. "Tell me, does Miabella know about your father's plans and that of Mr Adriano?" tanyanya.

"Eitherway. My cousin may not know this. I'm not sure Miabella would have kept quiet if she had known that she would .... Holy hooch! I'll hang up the phone first. My father came here." Without saying anything else, Romeo ended the conversation with Carlo. He also behaved normally, as Marco and Adriano passed by him.

Meanwhile, Carlo immediately contacted the helicopter pilot. He asked to be sent to Italy immediately. Carlo rushed out of the study to his room. That's when he met Fabiola. "You look really rushed, kid. Is there a big problem?" asked the middle-aged woman curiously.

"I'm going to Italy, ma'am" said Carlo, stopping his steps for a moment.

"It's not usually that you leave suddenly like this" Fabiola said, half-suspecting.

"Yes, because his affairs were very sudden, too," answered Carlo again trying to reduce a little his anger before his mother. "I have to go, Mom." After peeking at the woman who had given birth to him, Carlo rushed to the room and picked up some items he needed. Not long ago, he had come out again wearing a jacket made of thick jeans. The man headed straight for the helicopter pad, which was on the roof of the Red Wolf palace building.

Without waiting too long, the helicopter that had been ready to wait was finally in the air. He flew high through the sky of St. Petersburg to Milan in Italy.

It didn't take long for Carlo to travel this time. The helicopter had landed smoothly on the roof of Grigori's company, which was so shocked that Carlo came there without telling him first.

"Why don't you tell me first, my lord?" ask the man who was spelling out Carlo's steps towards the meeting room.

"I made the sudden decision to come here" Carlo replied. He slammed his body on the sofa.

"What's going on, sir?" grigori asked curiously, looking at Carlo's unusual facial features and body language. "Does this have anything to do with petroleum drilling?" asked the man again trying to reduce his curiosity a little.

"No. Not about that" Carlo argued.

"You must be bored because I always talk about it" said Carlo slowly.

"What's wrong. Also called love. You just have to feel lucky to be endowed with that kind of feeling. Different from me who prefers to be alone," said Grigori while smiling bitterly.

"Everyone lives by his own choice" Carlo replies. He then moved from his seat. "Where are my motorcycle keys and driving gear?" tanyanya.

"Are you going to Brescia?" Grigori stood up. He walked towards a three-stacked iron cabinet. From there, the Grigori took out all of Carlo's neatly stored driving equipment. The grigori then put everything on the table.

Without saying much, Carlo immediately grabbed everything. The man's mind is not upset. He stepped into the basement parking area in a hurry. A few moments later, his favorite big motorbike had sped up gallantly leaving the office building earlier.

As usual, Carlo was riding his bike at high speed. While the day was getting dark. It is certain that he will arrive in Brescia at nightfall.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, the large motorbike that Carlo was driving had entered the Casa de Luca area. After parking it, the handsome man rushed down and walked in. However, the atmosphere inside the magnificent building felt so desolate.

"Young lady is in her room. He rarely went out other than to the farm. That is also now countless every day. At the moment, she prefers to have Mr. Dante represent all her work there" explained Luciella, who welcomed Carlo's arrival.

"Is he sick?" ask Carlo.

"I don't think so. Miss just ...." Luciella did not continue her words, because Carlo had already passed without hearing what she was about to say. Luciella just nodded slowly.

While Carlo who had arrived in front of Miabella's room, just knocked on the door three times. However, there was no response from the occupants of the room. Carlo stood up and leaned against the wall near the door. He pulled out his phone and started sending messages. He did so after several attempts to contact her directly, but there was no answer. Moreover, it might be because Carlo used a new number to contact the girl.

A moment later, Carlo saw his message had already been read. However, Miabella did not reply. The handsome man then fell silent for a moment. He decided to come back knocking on the door. However, he had not had time to do that, the door of the room had opened first.

Miabella's beautiful face with long straight hair, appeared without a smile or anything that showed hospitality. The girl stared blankly at Carlo. "What are you doing here?" tanyanya flat.

"I'm here to see you" Carlo replied.

"I told you not to bother me anymore. I just want to be alone" refused Miabella.

"I didn't come here to bother you" said the man.

"Then for what?"

"I'm here to take you away."