Conqueror of the Casanova

I love you

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Diandra pulls Gio out of the room, she only intends to talk to her husband there.

However, Gio instead pulled her into the room where she slept there.

"Well, why did you bring me here?" diandra asked as she shook her hand from her husband's grasp.

Instead of escaping, Gio's hand grip even tighter. With a grin on his face the man pulled the wife's body closer to him.

"Hg." Diandra flinched, as her body almost crashed into Gio's body.

"Outside there are still my men who will hear our conversation." Gio looked at Diandra's face which looked red.

"Deliver!" geram Diandra's.

His body grew even more tense when he realized GGio's hand was creeping on his waist.

"Why? I'd rather talk like this with you." Gio smiled seductively.

"Ck." Diandra turned her mat ball, hearing her husband's words.

Diandra was already preparing to step on Giosekagus' foot pushing him, for the man to let go of himself.

However, when he actually did, Gio seemed to have been able to read his movements, so he easily avoided.

"Eitz! I already know what you're going to do, don't try to run away from me" Gio said, threatening his wife a little.

The man chuckled softly when he saw the annoyed face of his wife, he seemed to have gotten used to receiving resistance from the woman, until his sour face became an amusement for her.

Diandra was getting annoyed with Gio, her face getting hardened. In her heart, though, there was something different when she saw her husband's little laugh.

"okay!" Diandra finally gave up, she let Gio do anything to her.

Gio smiled, he even slightly loosened his embrace so that Diandra could look at him fully.

"Speak," he said later.

"Why are you meddling in my and Jonas' problems?" ask Diandra without further ado.

Gio released his hand from Diandra's body, he looked surprised by the question his wife was saying,

"What do you mean, I don't understand" said Gio, turning around to avoid his wife.

"Don't be smart not knowing. You're the one who reported it to the police, and gave me evidence I couldn't find?" Diandra looked at her husband's straight back.

"Evidence? What evidence?" Gio was still trying to dodge.

"You must know what evidence I mean. Never mind Gio, don't go too deep into my life" Diandra said, still standing on the spot.

"What's wrong with me helping you? You're my wife, protecting you is my duty, Diandra." Gio turned back and looked at Diandra.

"You're wrong, because I never asked for your help. So you better not interfere anymore with my business," said Diandra sharply.

He slightly turned his gaze to the side, unable to see Gio's sharp gaze.

"Open it up I told you. We marry only on paper, the rest take care of our lives. Have you forgotten? Didn't you agree to it, too?" contact Diandra again.

"Do you think Jonas is someone you can fight yourself with, huh?!" Gio placed his hand on Diandra's shoulder, forcing the woman to look at him.

There was pain in her heart, as Diandra reminded her again, about her current marital status.

"That's my problem, you have no right to interfere in it!" Diandra directly denied Gio's words.

"I'm just trying to do what's been my duty, Dian. Please understand my position, Diandra." Gio sat by the side of the bed, he felt tired of holding back his emotions in the face of his wife's stubbornness.

Diandra looked down at Gio's bowed head. His clenched hands held the discomfort in his heart.

"I love you, Diandra. You know how worried I was, when you found out you were dealing with someone like Jonas? He's not an indiscriminate person, he can even run away from police arrest."

"That's your feeling, I never asked her to fall in love with me." Diandra immediately walked out of the room, unwilling to look back again.

Gio looked at the back of Diandra who was getting away from him, Diandra's words again made a wound in his heart.

"You'll never be able to stop me, Diandra. My decision to love you is absolute, and taking care of you is the goal of my life" Gio said.

Diandra got into the car, he closed the car door violently until his voice even sounded inside.

The tears that he had been enduring, now dripped already, wetting his cheeks. The pain in his heart seemed as if he could not control it anymore, when he saw the face begging Gio.

The words he said last time, like he was pouring vinegar water into a wound, to add pain and pain in his heart.

I just don't want to jeopardize the safety of others. Enough of my family being ruined because of me. No one else has to endure pain just because of a woman like me, the inner Diandra.

"Oh my God, I'm tired. Why must you bring him into my life when I have closed my heart?" ogre.

Diandra slapped his face on the steering wheel of his car.

A few moments later, he re-enforced his body, wiped the tear marks on his cheek, then started driving his car out of the house.

Without Diandra knowing, from the top of the balcony of the room, Gio saw everything he did in the car.

I know, you were hurt when you said that too, Dian. You just can't accept the feeling that has long disappeared and you forget.inner Gio, staring at the departure of his wife's car.

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Diandra parked his car on the side, leaning his body with a long view into the vast sea.

Slowly he opened the windshield, let the wind in and hit his face.

He pensively tried to dive into his own heart, revealing a sense he had long forgotten.

He who always tried to close his heart, now realized something had happened without him knowing.

Yes, the presence of Gio who had plagued his life from the first, slowly began to break through into the gaps of his heart.

Trying to tear down the walls he had made, to protect his heart from what he called love.

Ana, what do I do now? batin Diandra asked questions.

I'm tired, Ana. Aren't you tired of being there, hiding and running? again, in the heart.

Take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Diandra took her phone, she seemed to be contacting someone.

"Have you found any other clues?" ask Diandra to someone across the street.

Diandra seemed speechless, listening to every word that the person she was contacting said.

"Hem, call me if there are any other developments" he said, before closing his phone.

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