# 333
The Legend of Return
Chapter 333. Hot party (1)
“Really? He said he came to Italy?”
“Yes… the informants have confirmed it.”
“Ah…”
Vivian let out a low moan at Edouard’s report.
Daniel Jang, who always remains in debt of the heart.
I didn’t know the story behind his relationship with his step-sister, Clara.
I invited him to Hong Kong only with the desire to see him, and then drove him to his death.
After returning to France, Vivian was saddened by the behind-the-scenes story.
Even wanting to see it became a sin.
In life, both men and women can break up with the person they love.
However, Daniel’s parting partner was his step-sister.
And unlike other families, they were the children of a group that took their lives lightly.
Vivian did not dare to contact Daniel again.
I picked up and put down my cell phone dozens of times a day, but I couldn’t reach her.
I endured it with the thought that it would be forgotten with time.
My father, the commander of the knights, gave such an order.
Because he saved his life from the assassination crisis, he no longer questioned Daniel.
Vivian endured for a long time with longing.
I heard about him from time to time through Edouard.
“My lady… no. Just in case, the relationship between Clara-nim and Daniel wasn’t even reported to Luis-sama.”
Edouard hit the ball.
He also had a crush on Daniel.
There was no other man in the world who handled Assassin so nicely.
That is why Hong Kong also provided identity guarantees.
“Edouard… I want to see you just once. I haven’t been able to say goodbye yet. Daniel could be misunderstood. I just want to say hello and come back. It’s close. Eduard goes with me.”
Vivian pleaded with blue eyes full of sadness.
Italy wasn’t that far.
It was also the time when Assassin’s provocations had calmed down.
And a certain degree of risk could be solved through Edouard.
‘I’m in a bad mood…’
When I ran into Daniel, something big happened.
This time, just thinking about it made me feel bad.
It seemed like he was destined to live with a bomb all the time.
“Lady…..”
“Edouard. I think I will die like this.”
Vivian, who has been losing her light since returning from Hong Kong.
Her elastic cheeks were sagging and wrinkles formed around her eyes.
There were many days when I skipped meals, so I became emaciated.
“I’ll get permission from Sir Corinne.”
“really? Kyaaaaaa!”
It’s been a long time since Vivian ran around and was happy.
“Eat until you are ready. Unless you intend to show that to Daniel.”
“Yes? I’m suddenly hungry! Where is Anna? I’m hungry! hurry! Call Anna!”
Vivian urgently calls Anna, who is in charge of the diet.
disappeared quickly.
“Whoa.”
Edouard let out a short sigh.
There was a time when he himself laughed and cried in love like that.
After passing by, it’s like a dream for one night.
Vivian, struggling in the hot lava, looked pitiful and envious.
‘I’ll have to cull the trustworthy ones.’
Although not in France, Edouard was allowed to own a firearm.
Edouard was a special warrior belonging to the Knights Templar, who was permitted to use firearms in all countries that joined the European Union.
***
“Karina~ Where are you~ I’m here~.”
what?
A red supercar stopped in front of the city gate.
Those who appeared to be bodyguards opened the door.
And a woman who showed up leisurely.
As if he was Karina’s guest, he entered the castle without hesitation.
“You guys can’t.”
Members of the Cosa Nostra Mafia blocked the bodyguards who were trying to follow her in front of the gate.
“What are you talking about~ Entrusting you guys with my lady’s security?”
“We can’t go in either. So stop. When you say nice things~.”
“It’s like the savvy Sicilians!”
“what!”
“Everyone be quiet. Don’t you know you came as our guest?”
“yes! miss!”
I don’t know why there are so many strong girls in the world.
The young lady, which automatically translated to my language skills, meant the daughter of a noble family.
“uh? Who are you?”
An older sister who was stronger than Karina appeared.
However, his expression was bright and his tone was soft.
The beauty was… awesome.
Her chest-length straight brown hair flowed in natural waves.
Unlike Karina, there was something voluptuous and sexy.
The smile on her red lips was full of confidence.
My desire to ask who my mother was was like a chimney.
Karina was also beautiful, and her friends were no different.
That’s why there is an old adage that even if you play for a day, you will be surprised at a good place with water (?) It wasn’t just there.
“My name is Daniel Chang.”
Unlike Karina, I responded politely, using honorifics.
I came to Italy to practice, but I was unexpectedly involved in an incident.
“This is Bertha Scotti.”
The woman, wearing a fox fur padding, brushed her hair naturally.
The neckline is really good.
He was also slightly taller than Karina.
Mom is the minimum model angle.
But what about Scotty?
“Hut!”
Unbeknownst to me, a moan came out.
I didn’t pick the right place for this meeting.
The surname Scotty was one of those surnames to be as wary of as Luciano in Italy.
“Is your father… Carlo?”
“that’s right. Carlo Scotti is our papa.”
Berta smiled broadly, saying “papa” without hesitation.
Damn, his dad is a mafia boss too.
Like the daughter of mafia bosses who only deal with beautiful women, her genes were amazing.
Mafia Camorra.
Naples and the Campania region were the main areas of activity.
Similar to other organizations, they made a living by doing evil things such as drug trafficking, counterfeit goods, and illegal garbage disposal.
They were known as the most extravagant and ostentatious members of the Italian mafia.
Many of the gang members were obsessed with luxurious houses and luxury sports cars.
He also had a hot temper, and when the organization split in the 1980s, thousands of people died from gunfire.
The Camorra Mafia who lives only one night.
Legitimacy fell behind, but hotness did not.
I had been thinking about the party Karina was hosting for a long time.
Being the daughter of a mafia boss, I expected models and celebrities to participate.
Breaking that expectation, the boss’s daughter entered from the first appearance.
“But who is it? Are you Karina’s boyfriend? Or a marriage partner?”
“yes?”
Berta jumped in.
Berta’s eyes were full of curiosity.
“I like your body.”
“…..”
I forgot.
He had taken off his top because he was training as a blacksmith.
The snow falling from the sky touched my sweaty upper body and quickly melted.
Even among the mafia members who accompanied me, there was no one who was out of shape like me.
“Berta… don’t care.”
Then Karina appeared.
He was in alert mode with his double wick on.
“what? Are you a real lover? Did Uncle Pietro give you permission? Ho~.”
The daughter of the second mafia boss who calls Karina’s father Mister.
“That’s…”
The moment he was about to say something negative.
“okay. it’s my lover So don’t mind!”
omg….!
What is this bombshell statement?
No crazy person in the world would want to be the lover of a mafia boss’s daughter.
Even in the movie The Godfather, the boss’s son-in-law who did wrong to his daughter…..
I suddenly felt a chill.
“really?”
“Hani~ Aren’t you cold? Now go in and get dressed.”
Ha do you?
Karina appeared with a towel and carefully wiped my body.
The chicken meat has sprouted.
Calm down Karina! I’m not your bee!
However, the soft touch of Karina made her mouth and body harden.
“Wow… that’s a real surprise. Karina, who is proud of the world, is in a relationship… with an Asian?”
Even while Berta was surprised, she did not take her eyes off my exposed body.
Unlike Karina, it was Berta who seemed to have played around a bit.
her eyes sparkled
Berta is having a strange war of nerves with Karina.
It seemed that this older sister was going to do something big.
“I will prepare dinner tonight.”
“huh? Do you know how to cook?”
I’m not the one who will play in the palm of Karina’s hand.
At the mention of preparing dinner, Karina was taken aback.
“It’s okay to look forward to it. For you… what could I not do?”
Even the Italian organic olives moved their tongues so smoothly that they cried.
Then, holding a towel and wiping it off, he grabbed Karina’s waist, who was still trembling, and pulled her.
A handful of waist to match the slender figure.
It clung to my body.
He made eye contact with the surprised Karina and gave him a wink.
Karina dyes her white skin red.
Her hot sigh and sweet scent stimulated my senses.
For a mafia boss’s daughter, she showed a more innocent reaction than expected.
“Wow… are you already like that?”
Berta shook her head from side to side.
I could see her dark brown eyes burning with unknown enthusiasm.
***
“This is the famous Tuscan winery. Can you see everyone? Investing here makes money. It won’t be long before wine is on our table. If you buy this, you can get a better price several times in 10 years.”
“Wait in line! Give me!”
“Hurry up and start the tour! We have to go to Switzerland tomorrow!”
“Fucking Italians. For hundreds of yuan, can you only give me three glasses of wine?”
“Shall I buy this?”
“Quack. I will lend you 1 million yuan.”
A large winery once famous in Tuscany.
A group of Chinese tourists who appeared on several buses in front of them were flying their planes.
“Kaaak! woo. it’s damn cold Who doesn’t have baekju?”
He spat everywhere and put a cigarette in his mouth.
Strong Chinese liquor came and went.
He spit out nervous curses and bragging at the sudden snow and cold.
Italian winery staff frowned at the Chinese tourists.
After making money with the world’s factories, Chinese people poured into Europe.
Screaming, smoking, and spitting in famous tourist spots was common.
If something was stopped, they would threaten them with a group or even break things.
Chinatown Chinese who settled in Italy made security worse.
Combined with the mafia, Chinese gangsters were active.
“For those of you who will be staying here today, we will assign you a room!”
The guides didn’t care if they did or not.
The Chinese guides already knew very well that they were not a people to listen to in words.
Luckily, he relayed a winery that was put up for sale and received hundreds of thousands of yuan in introduction fees when the deal was concluded.
It catered to the Chinese people thoroughly.
The winery, which was once famous but lacked funds due to investment failure and economic contraction, made a living by targeting Chinese group tourists.
I raised my hand on the ignorant purchasing power of buying dozens of bottles as gifts of fine wines priced at hundreds of euros.
A group of people quietly moved among the Chinese tourists.
There were few words.
Today, I was assigned a room as if I had decided to stay at this winery.
A group of young men with heavy-looking bags slung over their shoulders.
There are 20 of them.
I did not take my eyes off the small castle perched on top of a snowy hill.
