Conqueror of the Casanova

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Diandra blinked his eyes, as the morning light that pierced through the window curtain, interrupting his deep sleep.

His eyes frowned, when he realized that he was already on the bed, he then looked at his desk, where he looked neatly there, without a job he did last night.

Not that last night I was working on a file on the desk, why am I here now? batin Diandra asked questions.

Do I have a sleepwalking habit now? Diandra asked back in his heart.

The woman shook her head quickly, rejecting the words in her heart.

He chose to move on, and saw the laptop that he believed last night was still open and on.

Sitting while gathering his consciousness, he began to open his laptop. He opened the file he was working on last night.

However, the frown on his forehead deepened, once he saw that everything had been done very neatly.

The sound outside the room distracted Diandra, she turned her head quickly towards the door and stood up as the doorknob turned slowly.

His eyes widened when he saw a male figure standing with his trademark smile, and a tray in hand.

"August, baby. I thought you were still sleeping, so I didn't knock on the door first, sorry. Here I make breakfast for you, want to eat here, or eat out," said the man as he continued to step toward Diandra.

Diandra stood pecking with widened eyes and slightly gaping mouth, looking at the whereabouts of the man in his house.

Somehow, the current Diandra seemed unable to move his body, making him look like a different woman than usual.

"Hey, honey?" the man was now standing right in front of Diandra, with a face that was only a few centimeters away.

Daindra blinked his eyes and shook his head slowly, restoring his consciousness. He then stepped back, again giving distance from the man in front of him.

"Home home" replied the man, stealing a little kiss on Diandra's forehead.

"Come home?" Diandra repeated the man's words with a fine frown in his dening.

His eyes squinted, seeing that he did not like the man's face.

"Heem, you're where I come home. If not here, then where else would I go, hem?" said the man.

Diandra could not hide the red tinge on her cheek, when she heard the words of the man who was her husband.

There was a sense that Diandra could not resist in his heart, even though as fast as lightning he brushed it back.

"You still have another house and your family," said Diandra, turning her face away.

"Yes, but my wife is here, and right now it's just electricity that's where I come home." Gio remained muddled with his thoughts.

"Whatever!" diandra said, stepping into the bathroom, with her quick steps.

Gio stared at the wife's departure, he smiled amusedly as he recalled the red tinge on Diandra's cheek.

"I know, you feel what I feel, baby. It's just that, you still haven't noticed it yet" said Gio.

Yes, that man was Gio, who had just returned home last night, after finishing his work at the headquarters, who was in the capital.

Gio immediately returned to where his wife was, using a private plane, that night, leaving Randi to do a task that he had not been able to finish this morning.

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