The Bodyguard's
Periods

Upon his arrival at Casa de Luca, Carlo immediately parked his bike. With a gallant step, he entered the majestic building filled with stories of the past. At the front door, a servant who was none other than Luciella came to greet the presence of the man earlier.

"Is Miss de Luca in place?" ask Carlo.

"Um .. miss ...." Luciella again stuttered when faced directly with Carlo. During this time, he only got a task from the Grigori to supervise Miabella and report all important things that happened to the girl. He also often heard Carlo's name from the middle-aged man. However, Luciella did not expect that Carlo was so handsome and admirable.

"Young lady .. she's being ...." Luciella doesn't know what to say. His entire concentration instantly collapsed and even disappeared completely.

Carlo decided to go straight in without waiting for the young maid's answer. After all, he already knew every corner of the Casa de Luca building. He walked with strong steps and looked very handsome. The goal was the work space.

However, the handsome man's steps immediately stopped, as he flashed in the dining room directly facing the backyard area and also the swimming pool. From a distance of several meters, the tail of an Carlo's eye can capture a movement in the pool with a size wide enough. Carlo decided to turn there.

Without taking off the sunglasses he was wearing, Carlo stood on the edge of the pool. It is a very beautiful scenery and he did not want to miss, when he saw the body as tall as a white two-piece bikini, was winding in the water.

A smile was also on Carlo's face. Beautiful memories of a few years ago, when he was able to touch and enjoy the beautiful body of Miabella again present. It has managed to arouse the desire in him to become more and more great, to be able to seize again the love of the girl pujaan.

Realizing that someone was watching her, Miabella turned around. The girl was immediately surprised, when she found out that the former lover was there. In a hurry, Miabella climbed to the edge. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist.

"Why stop, Miss?" carlo asked loudly enough, because Miabella's position was across the pond. The man then walked closer to where the girl was. He stood up against Miabella who was about to pass by leaving her.

"Excuse me" said Miabella coldly.

"Is this how a host welcomes guests?" Carlo still looks calm. A very charming smile never disappears from the look of his face.

"You are a guest who has never been invited" said Miabella.

"It's like the rain sometimes comes without being asked, but everyone is happy with the cool atmosphere that it presents" Carlo replied.

"You're not raining, Carlo. You're a germ!" miabella's curse is upset, as Carlo continues to block her steps.

"I am a germ. However, I am a good germ" Carlo denied trying to get the girl to joke. Something she always does, when Miabella gets upset and sulks over all her efficacious attitude.

"There are no good germs. You idiot!" snort the girl. He pushed Carlo firmly, but of course his strength was not strong enough to do that. Moreover, since Carlo first held onto Miabella's wrist and clasped tightly. "Let go!" Miabella glared sharply at the handsome man before her.

"I'll let go on one condition" Carlo replied.

"I don't care and don't want to play with you!" reject Miabella still with her loud tone.

Carlo was also silent. Sticky, eye-to-eye scan every inch of the body with skin as white as milk and decorated dots of water that has not been drained. Miabella's brown hair was so wet, dangling long, covering her smooth back with a small string running across from her upper bikini.

"Miss," said Carlo calling the beautiful girl half-whispering. "Allow me to explain everything" the blue-eyed man asked. As the head of a large and well-known organization in Russia, Carlo would not be too demeaning. He doesn't want to cuckold. However, from the tone of speech and the look in the eyes of the man was clearly implied the great hope he brought before Miabella.

"You can get angry, abuse me, or maybe slap hard. However, at least let me give you a reason that I hope you can understand." Gentle and careful tone of speech Carlo at that time.

Miabella did not answer immediately. He also still threw away the face of Carlo. The girl avoids to collide with the man who has filled, as well as tore her heart to the point that it feels so painful.

"Please, say something," asked Carlo without changing his intonation.

"At least, let me get dressed first," Miabella replied coldly.

"Oh okay. Besides, I wouldn't be able to keep seeing you in this state either." Carlo's tone suddenly changed. He smiled and looked so relaxed, there was no serious impression like just a moment ago.

Finally, Carlo let Miabella pass into the room. While he waited in the study. For a long time the man was waiting for the young lady to appear there. Carlo was even agitated. However, just now that he had decided to make sure that Miabella did not escape, the girl had entered with a much neater appearance.

Miabella wore a matching colored crop top, with her long hair looking dry. The small, slender waist was clearly visible, with a piercing in the navel. While cargo pants are still the girl's first choice since long ago.

Carlo who had been restless waiting for him, immediately smiled when he saw the beautiful girl. The tremors in his heart told him to get closer. However, Carlo did not want to rush. As much as possible he held back for a moment all the longings he wanted to immediately pour out.

"I've met Vlad Ignashevich. We are talking about a plan of cooperation" Carlo said, opening the conversation later that afternoon.

Miabella did not respond immediately. He first allowed Carlo to sit down. After that, the beautiful girl took two glasses with a bottle of drink that was immediately served on the table. Miabella sat down gracefully not far from where Carlo was. "That's great. That is, I don't have to explain anything to you anymore" the girl said as she poured the drink into her and Carlo's glasses.

"Why do I have to deal with that guy? I'm offering you cooperation, not to him," thought Carlo trying not to digest all of Vlad's explanations, even though he understood them very well.

"I know that you're not stupid, Carlo. Don't look for excuses!" sergeant Miabella began to feel irritated.

Carlo still looks calm. He doesn't want to be hooked at all. He looked at his cell phone screen. "Oh well deserved."

"Why?"

"Period," replied Carlo calmly.