The Passion of Casanova
Only you

After taking a bath together, there was no longer any activity they did. Ken only took a sip of Zoya's lips a few times before she finally walked out of the girl's room.

The sun had yet to show its rays, and Ken walked about like he had last night, until he reached his room safely.

Though down there, Bi Lila saw his behavior. And he can only shake his head.

"Ohhh..."

Ken immediately breathed in relief. Then change her clothes with a work suit.

She smiled faintly, remembering about Zoya. Ken had never felt like this before, he had always been made drunk when meeting Zoya.

And made a fool of her when she had to be away from the girl. Like plants that need carbon dioxide. Like the earth needs sunlight. Zoya has become the center of her life.

Without the girl's touch, Ken could be sprawled like a fish thrown inland.

After neat Ken out of his room, and cross paths with Nora who happens to want to go down anyway.

Not caring about the presence of the woman, Ken continued walking nonchalantly. Making Nora's heartburn again, was she that bad in Ken's eyes?

And finally they were all reunited at the dinner table. Zoya who came last, became the center of attention of the two people.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little late" Zoya said.

Nora gave a sweet smile. "No problem, Zoy. Let's have breakfast together."

The girl nodded, and Ken still showed his habit. She flinch before Zoya serves her. Zoya can only snort without being noticed by Nora.

Meanwhile, Ken, again giving a swipe while winking and giving a virtual kiss movement.

The waiter who saw the live event, some felt anxious, some were staring strangely. Inside this mansion, it was like living a household full of drama.

Between his legal wife, and his honeymoon.

"Good meal, sister Nora, Dad," said Zoya, starting to put the sandwich in her mouth.

"Good meal too, Zoy."

"Good meal too, my dear daughter." Ken made a smile again, then ate the food Zoya served with a sinless face.

While the girl was about to choke, but she hurriedly neutralized her shock. It was like he had a boom that could suddenly explode at any moment.

Ken, really dangerous guy.

After the breakfast was over, the three people prepared for their respective activities.

Nora, the granddaughter of the Monaco family, and owner of a large restaurant in one of the capitals, was about to leave to monitor the restaurant.

She is a career woman, all this time she has always established herself to be with Ken, even though if she wants, she can work in her grandfather's company.

However, Nora chose to develop her talent in the economic field, by building a restaurant.

"Sister, I'm coming to your car. I want to go to the restaurant because," said Nora, she deliberately wanted to come with Ken.

However, instead of agreeing Ken actually returned a cold look at him.

"In this mansion I have many drivers. If you want, bring one of them. I don't have time to drop you off, because I have to drop off my daughter!" cetus Ken without hesitation.

Hearing that, Nora's saliva felt choked in the throat.

Zoya glared at Ken. "Dad!"

Ken doesn't care, he immediately pulls Zoya's hand to get into the car, and leaves Nora who again gets rejection from her loved ones.

"He really doesn't like me? Do I have to find a way to get it?" nora muttered to herself.

While Ken and Zoya are already in the car, even the iron antelope is already on the highway.

"Dad, you really don't like Sister Nora?" asked Zoya, she also felt pain when she saw Ken's rejection of the woman.

Although on the other hand, she is happy that Ken is holding out for her.

"He's a grandfather spy, honey," replied Ken.

"If it turns out it wasn't? And he really likes Daddy how? Grandpa has announced that she's Daddy's wife-to-be!"

"But all Daddy wants is you, Baby."

"Dad, don't joke!"

Ken grabbed Zoya by the shoulder, wanting to hug and kiss the girl, but Zoya held her back.

"Darling, Daddy promised, didn't he? From that day on Daddy will just touch you, trust me, only you."

After saying that, Ken was finally able to reach out to those ripe lips again, hold the nape firmly, and sip until it caused a loud crack.

No matter Ron who was driving, the man could only gulp his saliva roughly, then put earphones in his ears.

Turn on music.

Goddamnit!

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Flower sprinkles do not forget, let gasssss terossss🔥🔥🔥

Nih Mbak Nora whose heart is white, soft as silk.