Love Mr. Casanova

Tension in Botanic Garden

"You mute?"

"Ti.no!" answer them simultaneously.

"Listen to me!" Ivander stared at the three pairs of eyes in turn, with a sharp and murderous look. "Have you ever heard of Devander Gibran?" ask Ivander coldly.

"See.ever!"

"Do you know who I am?" ivander asked in a cooler tone.

"Tau" answered the three of them with legs that suddenly felt limp.

"That means you know who I am?"

"certain.. Ivander!" lea replied doubtfully.

"Why are you guys acting?"

"Maa.sorry!" lea looked down inside.

"Someone told you to!" hardik Ivander on Lea.

Ivander squinted his eyes sharply. Lea looked down at Lea, who just turned the fingers of her hands below.

"Java!" ivander's edict was shrewd but filled with emphasis.

Lea did not dare to speak, her heart was beating faster. Like knowing if it will be attacked by a tiger.

"ANSWER ASSHOLE!" ivander's shout boomed in the ears of the three unlucky girls today.

The three girls jumped in shock, as Ivander's voice overran their pair of ears. Their feet were trembling even more.

This was the first time they had ever seen an angry Ivander.

Lea, the girl who became the main suspect, finally came back to tears. Because from earlier the sharp gaze from the eyes of the eagle Ivander can not be separated from him. As if locking his existence could not escape again.

"ANSWER OR I'LL THROW YOU IN THE WOODS!" ivander shouted again with a higher level of anger than before.

Two of Lea's friends rounded their eyes to look at Ivander's furious face and filled with anger with hunting breath. They only helped Lea as their most loyal, and wealthiest friend between the two of them. But if you know the ending must be faced with a tiger, of course they choose to retreat.

"She. pa!" answer Lea lirih.

"Harder!" order Ivander with a clenched hand.

Lea sobbing. He began to regret his stupidity two days ago.

"Harder, stupid!" ivander pounced back on Charla's jaw with the fingers of her right hand. "You're deaf!" ivander said right in front of Leah.

The two companions of Lea who could only be spectators were getting goosebumps looking at the scene before their eyes. They did not expect, young man as handsome and as smart as Ivander can watermelon it just because of a girl named Charla.

Who is Charla really?

That is what is in the minds of the two man statues of a synthetic body.

"Mr.pa!" lea replied, who had difficulty speaking because of the pain in her jaw in Ivander's grip.

"Wrt*ng!" ivander cursed right in front of Leah's face that closed her eyes for fear of seeing the ferociousness of an Ivander in wrath.

Brug!

Ivander pushed Lea's jaw up backwards.

"Gee!" squealing two of Lea's best friends.

Ivander walked up to Lea sitting on the grass with his cold steps. He then crouched down right in front of Lea who was bowing in horror.

"Tell Papa your son of a bitch!" he said coldly and forcefully, "don't get an Ivander Gibran, you touch me without permission I can confirm your history will end!" threaten Ivander. "So is your anj*ng Papa!"

"But I do like you, Ivander" Lea said softly by braving herself.

"Fuck your words!" answer Ivander sharply.

ivander stood up, with a cruel look he stepped his feet away. Three steps he stopped.

"Remember! just the end of your fingernails touching my future wife, I'll cut off your fingers!" threaten Ivander without turning to the three girls who are getting goosebumps imagining their fingers being cut off.

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🍄 Several months later . . .

Ever since Ivander's warning, the three girls have disappeared into the ground. No student knows exactly where they are moving.

The last news that circulated, they moved because of family economic problems. Education at Oxford University requires more funding for those who do not have scholarships.

But I don't know, it's just bird news. Which is unknown truth.

Charla's days have calmed down since the disappearance of the three female monsters. Charla also became more focused in her studies.

Today, Ivander, Charla and other cousins are in the cabin of a private jet.

The plane took them to the city that earned the nickname the most expensive cost of living, London.

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"Sleep well, baby! I don't want to be at your birthday party tomorrow you're exhausted" Ivander said as he drove Charla home to her Daddy.

"Ok, brother!" charla smiled.

"I'm home!" pamit Ivander's.

"He'emm.. heart - heart!"

"Yes!" reply Ivander with a smile no less sweet. "Uncle, Ivander said!" ivander said, bowing respectfully to Darren who was sitting on the sofa.

"Daddy!" darren tells Ivander to call him Daddy.

"Ah, yes! Daddy's! Ivander's coming home!" reset Ivander.

"Yes, thank you for keeping my daughter a virgin until this very second!" darren.

Ivander and Charla looked at each other. Where Darren knows how far it's come.

"I mean Daddy?" ask Charla curious.

"Daddy purposely made you live with Ivander. Daddy just wants to know if Ivander is a jerk or not!"

"What!" pekik Ivander and Charla together.

"And in fact seven months you lived together, you're still a virgin, right?" ask Daddy to Charla.

"E.. Yeah, Dad!" replied Charla who was embarrassed discussing it with her Daddy.

"But where did Daddy know that Charla was a virgin?" sahut Ivander's.

Darren simply replied with a smile. Because actually it was just a trickle. But from the gesture Charla can be seen if the girl is still a virgin.

Because never once had Ivander touched that area. Never put the gun in, the fingers have never been cheered into Charla CD.

For months he only enjoyed the lips, two chewy pieces belonging to Charla, and felt - the palpable part bok*ng, thighs and touch the core of the outside CD only. Without daring to sneak in. Although Charla once said that she was ready to make love if Ivander could not resist the desire.

But Ivander wants to prove that he's not a land crocodile, or even a Casanova like Daddy.

To be honest, he has played solo, making Charla as an object of his fantasy. At that time, he was too engrossed in playing with Charla's breasts. In order to maintain Charla's virginity, she chose to play solo.

"Come, rest! get ready for the party tomorrow morning!"

"Well, Dad!" ivander replied.

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Happy feast tomorrow Ivander and Charla 🥰

Happy reading for sister - sister 🌹🌹🌹

Don't forget the support, brother! 😘