Conqueror of the Casanova

Vila

...Happy Reading's...

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After a short conversation between Gio and Diandra, the woman chose to rest her body on the window, looking outside without paying attention to Gio again.

His heart was upset, as he remembered Gio's words that were insinuating him. While Gio chose to chat work problems with Randi.

Actually Gio knew that Diandra was being insinuated by his words. However, he acted as if he did not know, to make Diandra think about what he said just now.

Diandra enjoys the streets with handsfree in the ears, making her even more lulled. His eyes sometimes closed while enjoying the music he played, until when the car entered the Garut area, Diandra was asleep, without realizing it.

Gio who saw that, just shook his head then took the body of Diandra who was leaning on the car door, to lean on her. Slowly he rested Diandra's head on the chest of his field, without bothering the wife's sleep.

At lunchtime, they arrived at one of Gio's villas not far from Diandra's hotel building area.

"Darling, wakeup. We've arrived." Gio patted Diandra's cheek.

He did not dare to carry Diandra inside. It's too risky, if Diandra wakes up and she hasn't put it back. His wife may be sulking in shame.

So it's better to find it safe, rather than later the business becomes more complicated.

Diandra blinked, she tightened her arms around Gio's body, while starting to open her eyes. She was not aware that she was in her husband's chest.

Gio only smiled with a pounding heart, as he felt the touch of Diandra. Moreover, there was something that felt rubbery stuck in his stomach.

Akh, his mind immediately wandered out of nowhere. However, Gio is still a normal adult man who needs fantasy to channel his inner needs.

Moreover, she is a former woman who almost never took off in enjoying an illegal relationship with a woman. Of course he had to painstakingly suppress it all if he was near Diandra, especially when they came into contact so intimately like this.

But alas, it seems that Diandra does not understand such a thing, or maybe shut herself to know all that, the consequences of that dark past.

I don't know, he wasn't brave enough to reveal all that or ask Diandra. Currently Gio only thinks to stay and be patient until getting the full Diandra heart, without any memories of the past that haunt him again.

"Dear." Gio again stroked Diandra's delicate cheek.

Diandra blinked her eyes, it felt so heavy to open, as comfort continued to tease her.

"We have arrived" continued Gio again, as Diandra's eyes began to open.

Diandra woke up leaning his body on the back of the chair, his gaze was wide, looking at the entire car that now only had him and Gio alone.

"Where are we?" diandra asked with a raucous voice and squeaking eyes.

Diandra thought they were going straight to the hotel to stay there. However, now he sees no hotel building there.

"This, villa. We'll stay here as long as your business isn't done" Gio explained.

Diandra lowered the car window, she could see clearly, a traditional-style house that looked beautiful, with a spacious courtyard dyed with various flower plants.

It was beautiful and looks comfortable, slowly Diandra opened the car door, set foot next to the car.

He was fixated, staring at his beautiful surroundings, the towering tree neatly arranged as if in a painting.

Cold air immediately hit his body, even though it was still daytime. Even the sun was still at the top, shining scorchingly through the cracks of the leaves.

"You likey?" asked Gio who was already beside his wife.

Diandra nodded.

Gio smiled looking at his wife's face that looked so happy, looking at the natural scenery that spoiled the eyes.

Unlike the other women who prefer when invited to go to the city to shop. Diandra instead looked happy, with something as simple as this.

"Would you come in or still like it here?" ask Gio.

Diandra turned her attention to the husband, she then looked at the two-story stilt house, which looked beautiful.

Yes, it is a modified stage house, all specially designed with the best materials, to look beautiful and sturdy.

"That's the villa?" tanya Diandra who was directly nagged by Gio.

"That's my family's villa. We often vacation here, when there is a family event or tired of working," explained Gio.

"Let's go in. You would have preferred it if you had gone inside," Gio asked.

Diandra nodded, she followed Gio's steps. His gaze continued to circulate, his beautiful eyes continued to roll, unwilling to miss even the slightest gap of beauty before his eyes.

A middle-aged pair seemed to be standing before the door, welcoming the arrival of Gio and Diandra. His face looked surprised when he saw Diandra. It was obvious even though they were trying to cover it up. Don't know what they're thinking? Only they and God know.

"Welcome, Den Gio," said the middle-aged man.

They were the villa guards who had been working for a long time with the Gio family.

"Diandra introduce, this is Bi Minah and Mang Aan, those who take care of this villa. Mang, Bi, this is my wife, her name is Diandra," Gio said.

"Cong, Mang, Bi. Nice to meet you guys," said Diandra while shaking hands with the middle-aged couple.

"Welcome, Neng Dian. We were also happy to meet his wife Den Gio," Mang Aan replied.

After the introduction, Gio immediately brought Diandra to his room. These villas are sometimes rented to certain people. But only downstairs. As much money alone was used for the care of the villa itself.

While all the rooms belonging to the Gio family are on the second floor. Given the whole Gio family does not like if there are others who harass their own.

"This is our room. How's it? you like it?" gio asked as soon as they went inside.

The room is not too spacious, only about five square meters it, looks beautiful with shades of white and wood. One of the walls is made of thick bulletproof glass, which faces directly on the balcony.

Diandra walked, then pulled the curtains clean white, to look directly at the view of the dense forest behind him. In the backyard, there are some pets, such as various birds chirping and rabbits.

This house looks traditional from the outside. However, it is very modern inside, although the classic design with many wooden ornaments that dominate the furniture of each room.

"Whose it belongs to?" diandra asked, pointing at the cage in the backyard.

"Our own, all the birds are my collection, while the rabbits belong to my nephew when I play here. At first my brother only bought a pair. But, since Mang Aan took good care of her, it has now multiplied so much."

Gio explained, he looked at Diandra who was standing on the side of the balcony fence. Gio felt anxious, wanted to hug him from behind, enjoying the atmosphere this afternoon while smelling the scent of Diandra's body would probably add to the beautiful atmosphere.

But again, he had to hold it. Too scared if later Diandra sulked and angry at him.

Gio's gaze now turned on Diandra's cool hand holding the iron fence, slowly he approached, hesitating he tried to stick their hands together.

Diandra did not refuse. Gio smiled, he then started to touch his wife's hand.

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