The Passion of Casanova
The Greatest Imagination
Finally that day Ken actually escorted Zoya and accompanied the girl to complete her duties.
While Raga is somehow hiding where, because the young man did not show his nose in front of Ken at all.
At first, Zoya's two female friends whisper, look at each other and ask in their hearts who is Ken?
However, when they saw Ken's sharpened eyes, they immediately shut up and could not comment.
Returning from Zoya's friend's house, Ken invites the sweet girl to lunch at the restaurant first.
During that time, Zoya just put on a sullen face and continued like that until they were on their way home to the mansion.
Zoya is upset by Ken's attitude of not allowing her to be close to anyone. Or this can't be that's it. Everything is all regulated, and according to the will of the man.
While Ken often brings a woman into the mansion, Zoya clearly knows what they are doing, and it really makes her feel furious.
Ken is the most selfish man Zoya has ever met.
While behind the wheel, Ken occasionally glances at Zoya. The girl's lips didn't stop poking, and Ken never got dizzy, no matter what he did it was all for Zoya's good.
"Stop pouting like that, your lips look like ducks" teased Ken on his daughter and it didn't work for Zoya at all.
"Let's just let it go!" poke the girl while folding her hands on her chest, and throw her face away. I don't want to look at Ken.
Ken smelled a small smile, feeling funny with Zoya's childish attitude. But beyond his expectations, the girl he considered childish was able to make him always passionate.
Not long after, they arrived at the mansion. Zoya soon opens the door, and slams it hard enough, in protest.
Hope Ken understands, that he doesn't like his life of many rules.
He immediately breezed into the house, without saying anything to his father. Ken wanted to catch up, but his steps were blocked by the roar of a car behind him.
Ken looked.
And the car stopped right next to Ken's car. Then from inside there came a beautiful woman in low-breasted skimpy clothes, until both her breasts were raised, and the woman was none other than one of Ken's bedmates.
And Ken didn't reject that. "Hey, why did it come so fast?" ask Ken.
The woman smelled a smile and bit her lower lip. "I can't wait to meet you, and play with you."
His wiggly hands touched Ken's chest without excuse. And it was witnessed directly by Zoya from inside. He clenched his hands firmly down there.
He hated Ken's attitude.
Zoya immediately continued her steps to enter the room by stomping on the floor. While Ken served the woman who was next to him. Took him into the room that Maurin used to occupy.
That means it's right next to Zoya's room.
And that afternoon really was a disaster for Zoya. Because he kept hearing his foster father was sighing violently with the other woman in the next room.
Zoya tries to close her ears tightly, but nil, everything is so clear, pierces her sense of hearing.
"disgusting! I hate Daddy, I hate it!" zoya growled while shredding the pillow, and threw it in any direction, to vaporize the annoyance.
While the one next to his room, continued to share sweat, spending this fairly overcast afternoon with their hot activities.
However, everything Ken did was completely out of his control. In her fantasy, she is glorifying Zoya.
The shadow of the girl's face always flashed in her wild brain, and made her even more excited spur her body. Zoya is his greatest imagination.
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