The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1489 The Peace Hotel
The Peace Hotel is five blocks from the Kavallo International Hotel.

Unexpectedly, the red-robed bishop Trouve, who was standing by the window admiring the night, also saw the fire from a window of the Cavallo Hotel.

"The evil mafia, this is the land they rule, and it's so chaotic."

He snorted coldly.

The hegemony of the Mafia is not only reflected in their fierce and brutal behavior, but also this dark force with a long history is extremely xenophobic. No other organization is allowed to set foot in Italy, even the Temple is no exception.

Even though there are many holy believers in Italy, such as Connor who died unexpectedly tonight, in Italy, the Holy Temple has never established a formal church, so that the red-robed bishop can only condescend to live in a hotel.

To sum it up, it's no wonder that Truvet doesn't like the Italian Mafia.

"I believe that the glory of our temple will eventually shine into this land one day."

A soft and slightly hoarse voice sounded, and a woman put her arms around Truve's waist from behind.

And the head is also attached.

Brown fluffy long hair, chocolate skin, gray eyes, only a bathrobe on the whole body, revealing a pair of elastic and plump legs.

From the perspective of oriental aesthetics, this woman is definitely not a beauty, but she has a different kind of wildness and sex appeal.

"Ivana, you should go back to your room."

Truve grabbed the hand wrapped around his waist, slowly intending to pull it away, but the other party didn't choose to obey, his hands were strong, and his body was still clinging to him.

"Don't worry, Severus is a smart man, he won't bother."

Severus, this is the name of the accompanying vicar, and the brown-haired woman's name is Ivana, and she is also one of the entourages on this trip to Italy.

She was originally an ordinary believer with a happy family, but during a prayer, she was spotted by Truve, who was only the vice-bishop at the time, and since then, she has embarked on a road of no return.

Today, she has divorced her husband and devoted herself wholeheartedly to the holy religion. The God she serves has not treated her poorly. From an ordinary nun when she first joined, she has been promoted step by step, and now she is alone. Manage churches in a region.

This time when he came to Italy, Truve, who was promoted to one of the thirty red bishops, took her with him, showing his fancy to her.

Perhaps no one can imagine that there is such an unknown relationship between this pair of men and women whose age gap is almost a generation apart.

All gods have desires.

Not to mention mortals.

"I know you are not happy today, let me help you."

The sound of warm exhalation hitting the earlobe made people feel itchy from the bottom of their hearts.

But in the end, Truve still pulled those hands away from his waist.

"Ivana, I think our relationship should end here."

He turned around with a calm and chilling expression on his face.

This is not the first time he has mentioned this issue. Ever since he put on the red robe, he has deliberately cut off this immoral relationship.

"Why? We're together, aren't we always happy?"

Ivana's expression changed instantly.

At the beginning, she went astray because of her devotion to her beliefs, just like some female benefactors were deceived by monks, but now, she has experienced the pleasure brought by power, and she likes the way people look up to her and respect her. With worshiping eyes, he was naturally unwilling to give up easily.

"Or, do you think I'm no longer young and despise me?"

When she first followed Truvet, she had not been married for a long time, but now she is over [-] years old and her youth is gone. Men, regardless of age, do not all like young and beautiful women.

"Ivana, don't get me wrong. I don't dislike you. It's just that it was a mistake for us to be together. It's good for you and me to separate now."

Trouve now looks like a glorious majesty.

"Misunderstand?"

"Why didn't you say it was a misunderstanding before?"

Ivana obviously couldn't take it.

"Do you think that you are now a bishop, and you are afraid that the things between us will be exposed, which will affect your status? That's why you have been thinking about getting rid of me since you put on the red robe."

Truve's eyes changed slightly,
Although what Ivana said was not complete, the fear of being affected by the exposure of the relationship was indeed one of the reasons why he wanted to end the relationship.

Although at the beginning, this woman was very innocent, but after all these years, she has become very intelligent and very realistic.

So Trouve didn't make any excuses.

"Ivana, I haven't treated you badly these years. What you have now has surpassed most people in this world. You should be content."

"Contentment? You tell me to be contentment now? If it weren't for you, I would have my own child, my own happy family..."

Hearing this, Truve frowned slightly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Of course he wanted a peaceful solution, but if the other party didn't know what to do, then he couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.

Compared to the power she holds now, a woman is nothing.

Ivana was also good at observing words and expressions, and also noticed the fleeting murderous intent in the other person's eyes. She was startled, and then a resentment of being abandoned grew in her heart like crazy weeds.

Although there was resentment in her heart, she didn't show it on the surface, and she restrained the aggressive tone of Xingshi's questioning just now, put her hand on Truve's chest, and became soft and gentle again.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that, indeed, you have given me enough."

"Although I have long thought that this day will come, I never thought that this day would come so soon."

"I promise you to separate from you. But before that, can you love me again?"

Looking at the pair of gray eyes full of nostalgia in front of him, Truves seemed to see the young girl who looked up to him piously in that church.

In the end, he still couldn't resist the temptation, nodded his head in a strange way, and was dragged by Ivana towards the big bed step by step.

next door.

The loyal archdeacon Severus had fallen to the ground, his head twisted and crooked, his throat was violently pinched off, and the room was intact without any signs of struggle, as if he had been killed without any resistance.

In the opposite room, the door is ajar.

This was originally Ivana's room, but at this time it was patronized by an unexpected guest.

Someone who was supposed to be staying at the Kavalu International Hotel sat on the sofa in Ivana's room, lit a cigarette, looked at the empty room with strange eyes, and didn't know whether to disturb the bishop The great interest of adults.

(End of this chapter)