Conqueror of the Casanova

Escape

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Gio moved to sit on the side of the bed, after seeing the bathroom door tightly closed, he grimaced to feel something urgent down there.

"Sshh," Gio sighed, while lowering his gaze, looking at his claustrophobic core.

Two immediately stood up while unbuttoning the top shirt, feeling the heat and discomfort, due to his own actions.

"Huh, shit! Why is it so hot in here?" he said while walking here and there.

His hands continued to flick the collar of his shirt, with his head sometimes looking up, frustrated.

Gio even gulped down the water he had brought to Diandra, in order to slightly reduce the heat in his body.

Yes, Gio is a normal man who naturally expects his rights as a husband from his wife.

Even in the past, when he was still happy to play with women, he was among those who adored such a thing. For him, there is no day without a satisfied passion.

Gio just stopped after the phone ring in his pocket was heard, he immediately picked up the phone, after seeing the id on the screen.

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Out of the bathroom, Diandra circulated her gaze, looking for the figure of the man who had already made her morning so chaotic.

However, she no longer saw her husband's whereabouts in the room greetings.

"Where is he?" diandara asked, while walking towards her dresser.

Diandra saw a plate containing the breakfast menu that had been brought by Gio, with a piece of paper stuck on the glass of the dressing table.

There's some sudden business, I gotta get going. Sorry I couldn't get you breakfast.

Diandra picked up the paper, she looked at him for a long time with a debate between her heart and mind on her own.

Yes, her heart felt a flowering with all Gio's treatment of her. However, his mind continued to reject and refute it all.

He simply put down the paper, then started eating the food Gio had prepared for him.

What is he, why does everything he does always look perfect? Even the cooking feels good, the inner Diandra is full of questions.

In every mouthful he put into his mouth, it felt very difficult for him to swallow. Something stuck in the chest, making it feel tight.

I should have prepared all this for him, his mind as if telling him what he should have done.

Diandra shook her head, she continued to feed the food with a blank look.

After finishing his breakfast, he was about to take a glass for a drink. However, his hand hung in the air, as his eyes saw that the glass had been empty without sides.

With a smooth frown, Diandra lifted the glass, to the front of her face.

"Is this glass leaking? Why isn't there something?" he said, looking at the bottom of the glass.

He was sure that when Gio brought food for him, the glass was still full.

"Ck, he fed, but finished his drink? Holy jeez!" said Diandra while moving out of the room to take water.

After that, Diandra now began to prepare to leave for the office, until a while later, she was neat with her appearance that always looked beautiful and charming.

Diandra picked up the plates and glasses from her breakfast, then brought them to the kitchen. The woman, wash it and tidy it up first.

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Gio heads out of his hotel, with a middle-aged man who is none other than his family's lawyer.

He spoke seriously as he continued walking towards his parked car, and moments later both exited the hotel in the same car.

Diandra, who had just arrived in front of her hotel, stared at the departure of her husband's car, with an illegible look.

She had just walked into her hotel, after her eyes could not see her husband's car which was getting further out of sight.

Arriving inside the hotel, Diandra still hears the chat grapevine of the person talking about her, although not as straightforward as a few days ago.

Now they are more like whispering, perhaps out of fear of the new rules that the stone he put out yesterday.

Yes, after thinking about it for quite a while, Diandra finally decided to implement a rule, that while inside the hotel, every employee should not talk about anything other than work.

If anyone violates then there will be sanctions that must be received, from warnings, salary cuts to suspensions and the last is issued without severance.

Yes, considering now the rumors circulating are no longer just about him. However, it has involved others, such as Romi and Gio, Diandra finally intervened, to reduce all that.

Although he also did not intend to provide clarification about the actual problem that occurred.

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"How come, they can't catch that jerk guy? Aren't we watching him closely?" furious Gio, while continuing to drive his car.

"It looks like there's information leaked to the suspect. That's why he was able to escape, before the police arrived at his hiding place" explained the middle-aged man.

Yes, actually his arrival back to that place, not entirely because he could not resist the longing for Diandra.

However, all that because it turns out Jonas who was scheduled to be arrested one day after he went to Jakarta, was able to escape and escape.

His worry about Diandra's safety is more dominant at the moment, considering Jonas is not someone to be underestimated, making him forget his fatigue, and immediately return that night.

"Akh, shit! Why can't they act fast!" sumpat Gio, hit the steering wheel quite fast.

Moments later, the car driven by Gio had stopped in his yard.

The men who had been waiting for him there immediately welcomed Gio's arrival.

"Have you found the bright spot where the jerk man is?" gio asked as he walked into the house.

Yes, after he found out that the fire that hit the Diandra restaurant was not an accident, Gio immediately told some of his men to catch up with him.

He could not ignore the safety of the woman he loved, at a time when he could not be at all times beside Diandra.

"Sorry, boss. We have not been able to trace his whereabouts" said one of the men, who was none other than their leader.

Gio stared intently at the man walking beside him, he only shook his faintly accompanied by a stomp from his mouth.

"Observate my wife and the words of her guard, lest a jerk approach her! I will not forgive you, if there is even a slight wound on his body" said Gio.

"Good, Boss! answer the man.

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