The Passion of Casanova

The Passion of Casanova
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Ken is past his recovery. For more than a month he was in the other country, and continued to be far from Zoya.


However, the good news is that Ken has been allowed by the doctor to have sex. That means, the mature man is ready to go back to pounding the defenses of his girl.


To know if the procedure is successful or not. The doctor will ask for a sample of semen after 6-8 weeks post surgery.


The sample will be tested through a sperm analysis test to see if there is sperm fluid in the semen of Ken.


This afternoon he was able to go home, because today he has given the sample to the doctor who handled it.


Ken's smile always expands during the trip to the hotel, where he lives in the country. She won't tell Zoya, she'll surprise the cute girl.


"Baby, I'm home" muttered Ken with a big smile.


He called Ron to get everything ready. Tonight, he will meet Zoya. And spend time together. Just two.


After tidying up his things, and a little buy souvenirs for Zoya as well as the residents of the mansion. Ken took a nap, to gather energy, before pounding Zoya all night.


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When it was late at night, Ron suddenly came to the mansion and asked Bi Lila where Zoya was.


It just so happened that the girl had just come down the stairs about to go to the kitchen. Seeing that, Bi Lila directly called Zoya to come closer. Obediently, Zoya stepped up cheerfully, until she stood on equal footing with Ron and the middle-aged woman.


"What's up, Bi?" zoya asked while looking at Bi Lila.


However, the one who answered his question was Ron's assistant, until he changed course, looking at the man beside him. "Miss, can you come with me tonight?" He said with a serious face.


"Where are you going?" zoya asked with a slight frown. There was no wind, no rain, suddenly Ron invited him to leave, even without Ken's permission.


"Later you also know, better now you get ready, I wait in the car," he said hurriedly.


"But_"


Before Zoya spoke again, Ron had already left her. Makes him even more curious. Zoya sighed, and finally followed what Ron's assistant said to get ready.


Luckily, tonight Nora tells Bi Lila that she will stay at her restaurant.


It didn't take long, the sweet girl was already neat with her knee-length short skirt and plaid blouse.



Thin makeup made her look so pretty tonight, the girl sat quietly back there playing her phone.


Zoya continues like that, until they reach a five-star hotel, where she celebrates her birthday with Ken. Zoya's eyes narrowed, she was a little stunned by all this.


"Assistant Ron, what do we want?" ask Zoya fearfully. Moreover, there was no one other than the two of them, he stared at Ron, as if taking a swing.


Realizing that, Ron slightly hummed a smile feeling funny. He glanced at Zoya who was seen pias from behind the middle spy. "Miss come down, and go up. Room number 69. The place where you celebrate birthdays."


The deg!


Zoya's heart is like slumping, there are feelings of fear, curiosity, anxiety, happiness, everything becomes one. Zoya swallowed her hard spit. Is Ken in there?


"Assistant Ron?"


"Hurry, Miss. His time with you is precious, lest you waste it."


Zoya's eyes began to tear up, she bit her lower lip while nodding. Without ba bi bu, he went straight out and into the hotel.


The beautiful girl was still so memorized where the room was located. A month can't erase his wonderful memory with Ken here.


His legs trembled as he had already managed to stand in front of the room he was heading to. He again swallowed his hard-earned saliva. Without saying much, Zoya opened the door to the room, her legs slipping in.


And by the time his body had entered perfectly. He was immediately greeted by the mighty body, the owner of his heart.


The one she missed so much is now in plain sight.


The tiny lips were pulled upwards, forming a smile for the idol.


"Hubby."


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