The Passion of Casanova

The Passion of Casanova
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A week later, their relationship grew closer. Zoya feels so comfortable with Ken's attitude that he always treats her with care and affection.


And that leads Zoya to believe that Ken is really a good person, and that she can trust him.


However, the more here, their closeness actually makes Ken unable to breathe freely. His body always felt tight.


When she is next to Zoya, her passion always goes up, even peaking just because she smells Zoya's body scent so sweet as vanilla.


Especially plus Zoya's body shape. That perfect indentation keeps his brain spinning, thinking about things that are not.


How about it felt, when he walked down the pure white skin, how it felt when he sipped two circles that often hang without refutation. Round and exciting.


What about Zoya's voice as she softly stumbled upon the wet valley below. Hah, it feels like Ken wants to immediately feel it all.


I swear by anything, if Ken is out of his mind, maybe he'll ambush Zoya's body from yesterday. Bringing the girl to the paradise of her world is so delicious and exciting.


Like this time, in the bathroom he groaned while playing his own. Just by imagining Zoya's face, it turns out to be able to make her feel something extraordinary.


Ken was made crazy by that young girl.


"Oh, shit! It's really driving me crazy!" Ken cursed, until finally the wave of release came, he focused his body on the bathroom wall, after turning on the shower.


While the navel had already spewed out a warm lava that was bursting violently.


Water poured profusely, soaking the head down to the chest of the field. While his breath was hunting, enjoying the sensation he created himself.


"Oh my, is Zoya with you?" Ken muttered, and stroked his wet hair backwards.


She immediately finished her bathing ritual, and came out with only a kimono towel.


Ken saw the reflection of his face from behind the mirror in front of him.


And suddenly, from the outside came the sound of the roar of a car that stopped near his mansion. Ken frowned, then he who was curious immediately flicked the curtains, and looked down.


Zoya gets out of the car with a man who is the same age as the girl. They chatted a little, and Ken could see Zoya's cheerful face coming into the house.


Seeing that, Ken inexplicably felt indignant, he gripped the curtain cloth, and stomped it roughly. He passes from his room to get out and intends to meet Zoya.


Exactly, the girl had just finished the last rung of the ladder, and Ken instantly pulled the girl's hand. Makes Zoya feel surprised.


"Who was that guy?" ask Ken to the point.


"Daddy asked, who was that guy?" Ken returned to his voice because Zoya did not immediately answer.


"Whoever? Who drove me?" Zoya asked back. And Ken immediately nodded in confirming.


"That's my college friend, Dad," Zoya replies as she is.


He is Raga, an economics student, as well as a man who is close to Zoya, without seeing the background of the girl.


"Friends?" Ken repeated the word, "there are not friends between men and women."


Zoya frowned, what was with this foster father, why did it turn possessive in an instant. "Dad, he's my friend. And only him!" Zoya explained.


And that only makes Ken go up.


"Only him?"


Zoya nodded, while Ken immediately shook his head. "No, no male friends. Starting tomorrow Daddy will take you to college. And Daddy doesn't want to see you making friends with that guy, or any guy!" Resolute Ken with eyes not kidding.


"Why?"


"Don't ask why, Daddy doesn't want you in danger. Anyway there's only girlfriends, besides, nothing!"


After saying that, Ken left Zoya without even hearing any reason from the girl. While Zoya can only sigh. What's wrong with Daddy?


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