A Lionel Si Casanova

Chapters. 3. Who Became Lionel the Casanova

"His tune was so intoxicating last night that you don't remember me anymore." The man sighed in disappointment at feeling forgotten. Not really hurt. Just acting to sneer at his friend.

 

Before his soul moved on to become Lionel, Reddick knew who this man was. He was the right hand of the playboy body he was living in. The man who always accompanied Lionel anywhere. A trusted person who wants to have first. Can be a friend, as well as a partner.

 

"Oh, I thought I'd be ousted from your company because you don't remember me anymore." The man quipped again. Reddick did not answer. "Just up?" Chief Delvin looked to the side. Towards the bed. "Even the rest of your romance last night is still there. Very messy. How can you have so much stamina to do 'it’ every day, Lion? I'm envious."

 

"No need to be envious. Because I don't remember it" Reddick said honestly. How can he remember. Because it was likely that Lionel was still inside this body while doing so. And now, this body contains his soul.

 

"You don't remember? Clara?" ask Delvin astonished.

 

"What's so great about that woman?" ask Reddick grunt. His hand reached for the shirt on the sofa that he had thrown again because he was upset and buttoned his shirt.

 

"He's not great? With that crazy and adorable body? You call it perfect, Lion." Delvin was surprised to hear the words Reddick said. Apparently this playboy's mouth said a lot of wonderful things to the woman. Looks like that girl is Lionel's favorite.

 

"Maybe I'm really drunk until a woman like that I call perfect." Reddick grunted again. He strongly disagreed that the woman was called perfect.

 

"Thus ... Still Bellina beat it all?" delvin asked surprisingly.

 

Grn, deg, deg. Reddick's heart is pounding. The woman's name was still capable of making her mess up. For a second, his heartbeat changed rapidly. So Reddick did take Bellina to a hotel room? Reality is more painful than information.

 

“What do you know about Bellina?” reddick asked still with an annoyed grunt.

 

“I certainly don't know. I only know from your mouth.”

 

It turns out that this mouth is often talking about Bellina.

 

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In order to live life as Lionel, Reddick still went to work as usual. Yep. If he wants to stay normal, he has to get used to being Lionel. Although it is difficult to accept a strange fate in his second life, he is forced to accept the fact that he is a man who is so hated.

 

This Casanova also has a company even though it looks incompetent. He's rich. It is easy to approach many women. Not even a few of them who actually approached him without being asked.

 

"So you do a lot of work, while I sit back and relax?" reddick asked with the intention of scoffing at this situation. He was surprised because Delvin just told him to relax. While the man seemed diligent about doing something.

 

"Why? Are you in a bad mood again? Or do you want to look busy?" delvin asked without looking at him. He was still doing something on the couch.

 

"So here the boss needs a good mood to do a job huh?" Still with sharp insinuations. Reddick does not understand the concept in their work relationship. This time Delvin turned his head and looked straight at Reddick.

 

"I just realized that you're more human now. What's up?" delvin asked, showing the attitude of a friend. "You need advice about women? Not that you're an expert,” Delvi continued.  Reddick thought Delvin would be surprised and said something else. It seemed like he was the one who turned into someone else, but it turned out that Delvin was thinking something else.

 

"It would be ridiculous if I went to the office just to watch you do all the work." Reddick was impatient.

 

 

"I'm not calm, Delvin. Give me a job. My feet came here on purpose to do a job. Don't do everything yourself. I'm the director and owner of this company" Reddick said. Delvin was silent for a moment. Activity ceased. He's surprised.

 

"You want to work?" delvin asked as if it was new to this body. That question seemed foreign to Delvin.

 

"Isn't that a daily routine?" Reddick asked back.

 

"I don't know what happened last night, but this morning, you ... " Delvin thought for a moment. Reddick felt observed. "Enhanced work. That good. Come on, if you want to help me." Delvin moves his finger, invites Reddick to join in.

 

He had no idea what this man had done before. He's like a stupid guy who just follows what Delvin says. Not because now his soul inhabits this body, but from the beginning Lionel did not really understand the work of the company. It is precisely this man who understands and understands all work.

 

Here he knows that the success of Lionel's company is solely due to Delvin. He read that. Apparently his guess is right. Delvin is a really smart guy. The man seemed to be busy inside his office, while he sat down to relax. Reddick wanted this man to be his right hand.

 

"I understand" said Reddick sure. Job hunting is her favorite. He was too workaholic to need an arranged marriage to force him to marry. And that's what he met Bellina.

 

"Wow, that's a good development for a Lion."

 

"That's a compliment or a scorn?" rigid Reddick scolds.

 

"Hey. You're in a bad mood. You're not usually this sensitive." Delvin felt weird. Reddick is not happy. He sighed. Ringing of the phone is heard. Delvin received the call with a tense face. Reddick doesn't care.

 

" ... Okay." Okay." Delvin dropped the phone and put it on the table. "Thus ... You kicked Clara out of your room?" ask Delvin. Reddick who had leaned back.

 

"The woman last night? Yep. Why?" ask Reddick reluctantly. Delvin looked straight at the man in front of him.

 

"Isn't he the prima donna of the Expose club?"

 

"Then?" ask Reddick still reluctantly.

 

"Then? Didn't you want that woman yourself. Until Nicholas gave it to you and ignored the other guests,” explained Delvin. Reddick thinned lips and screeched. He was lazy to have to argue about an unimportant woman.

 

Delvin looked at his friend attentively. He felt something was wrong with Lionel. After spending the night at the hotel, until now. He felt like he was talking to someone else. Lionel doesn't usually talk about women. It's Cassanova! Every day is a game with women!

 

“What's with you, Lion?” delvin looked suspicious.

 

“What are you asking? What's wrong with me? What was? Of course nothing,” elak Reddick.

 

“I feel like I'm talking to someone else who has the body Lionel,” said Delvin. Very precise. But this man only guessed with origin. He didn't even realize that his words were the real thing. The facts.

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