The Bodyguard's
Burgundy Lips

Instantly Vlad's handsome face turned serious. His jaw muscles seemed to tighten a little. He then sipped a drink that a servant had prepared for him. Vlad also dehemes slowly. “Sorry, Bella. My throat is very dry,” said the blonde man while putting his glass back. He then turned to a servant who was standing not far from the dining table.

A young woman wearing a special uniform approached. Half-bent, the waiter said so politely. “Do I want to refill the glass, Mister?” haggard a woman who seemed to be the same age as Luciella.

“Please,” Reply Vlad. The man had returned to the calm demeanor that characterised him. Vlad then turned his attention to Miabella who was still paying close attention. “Have I told you yet?” tanyakanya. However, moments later Vlad was correcting his own words. “Ah yes. Excuse me. You're new to the Romanov family now, having married Karl Volkov.”

“Yes. I met the old maid when I first arrived in Russia. He dared to touch my hair. You know what, Vlad? I swear I will shoot him from close range, if the woman dares to do anything again,” threatened Miabella confidently.

“I will never doubt you, Bella,” Vlad replied with a smile while shaking slowly. “I also don't really like that father and son,”.

“So, what do they offer you, Vlad?” miabella asked as the handsome man from Russia was about to gulp down his drink, making Vlad almost choke. Immediately, the man with the man bun hairstyle put his glass on the table. He smiled slightly to hide the nervousness that had returned.

“They just offered to get close to me, but I immediately refused. Stefan and his daughter are like parasites. I will not be willing to accept anything related to those two people,” Vlad replied later.

“Good then. I really like your decision. I wouldn't agree, either, if one day you were working with the Romanovs. If that happens, then I will decide the cooperation that has been established for many years between us,” said Miabella firmly and sounded like a threat.

“I'd rather lose everything than stop communicating with you,” Vlad said, which he immediately failed. “Sorry, I don't mean that. Me ...”

“It's okay. I can understand it,” interrupted Miabella while smiling sweetly and accompanied by a meaningful highlight. The attitude that the young woman showed, making Vlad had to turn his face because of wrong behavior. A moment later, Vlad started the dinner that night, after which Miabella invited him. “So, what is your husband sick?” tanyanya.

“Not a serious thing. Lately he was too busy with all his affairs, thus neglecting his health. Especially since we were on air travel and .. oh yes, Vlad. Did your foster father ever taste Du Fontaine?” Miabella again diverted the conversation that led to Roderyk Lenkov.

“Of course. However, my adoptive father has now reduced the consumption of alcoholic beverages,” Vlad replied without suspicion at all.

“Ah what a pity. That means he can't often enjoy wine from Casa de Luca,”.

“From the beginning he always kept his body fit, Bella. My adoptive father is committed to living a healthy diet,” Vlad explained.

“Then, if he is your adoptive father ... Where is your biological father?” Miabella's question sounded deeper into the figure of the business partner.

Instead of feeling burdened by having to give an answer to Miabella, Vlad laughed softly. The blue-eyed man again gulped down the water in the glass that was on the right hand. I don't know why he did that. It is possible that a glass of water can dilute the nervousness in him.

“How long have we known each other, Bella? Why are you so interested in my personal life this time?” Vlad glued his hands together, so that his fingers intertwined. He then played his linked fingers near his chin. Vlad is like analyzing what is in the mind of his interlocutor.

“Better late, than not at all. You must have known the proverb well,” said Miabella calmly. “Again, my mind was out of focus. You know that I became a very unpleasant person back then.” Miabella showed a smile that looked very different to Vlad.

“Jeez, my nephew turned out to be smart to play as well,” chirped Coco who had been focusing on watching the screen with Carlo. However, it seemed that the head of the Red Wolf Clan was in no mood to respond to Coco's provocative speech.

Carlo did not turn away in the slightest to watch every move and expression of the wife who was caught on the surveillance camera. If not for needing an information, then he would never have let any man stare at Miabella for so long, as Vlad did right now towards the brown haired beauty.

“You're so funny, Bella. It's very difficult to get to know you fully. However, if I am reminded of the words of Mr. D’Angelo, then I should be proud. At least you have no intention of shooting me from close range.” Vlad laughed softly upon hearing that.

“I'll change my mind if you act like a bitch. Remember these words well, Mr. Ignashevich.” Miabella said so calmly, but the look in her eyes showed great seriousness.

“I'm sure you won't do it, Bella,” Vlad denies.

“Who said?” Miabella laughed crisply. “So you won't tell me anything?” miabella asked back at the original discussion.

“Should I feel suspicious?” Vlad seemed to buy time by sweetening the patience of Miabella.

“Why should you feel suspicious?” Miabella raised her next to her eyebrows.

“Entahlah. It could be that your husband is watching us from a place hidden in this building, and then he intercepts all our conversations ..”

“How can you think that far?” miabella. As much as possible he hid his nervousness, because Vlad said something that was the truth. “You don't have to be afraid. My husband won't attack blindly, without rules, let alone someone who doesn't have a problem with him. Why should you feel restless?”

“Entahlah. Let's just say that it's just my feeling.” Vlad let out a small laugh again, then put down his tableware.

“If you're really interested in my background, how do you come to the party I'm planning to host in Catania? There, I'll tell you everything you want to know. That's also if you're interested,” bargain Vlad. His beautiful blue eyes looked shiny, making him look many times more handsome.

“Ah really?” Miabella, who continued to watch Vlad while propping up her chin, grew more and more attached to the man before her. “Cause my husband is not here, let me tell you. I am interested in everything about you. Ever since the kidnapping that hit me at Uncle Marco's party. Daddy Zio told me that you were so worried about me back then. That is what makes me feel flattered,” pretext Miabella.

Vlad was immediately wide in disbelief, hearing the explanation of his business partner. “Did I not hear wrong?” hisses.

“No. I'm telling the truth, with nothing covered up. Therefore, I would like to fulfill your invitation to the party in Catania,” Miabella replied.

“Are you sure?”

“I'm fully convinced,” firmly Miabella responds to the doubts in Vlad.

“However, I only invited you one, Bella. That means, you can't take your husband with you,” replied the long-haired man, which made Miabella immediately gasp.

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