Love Mr. Casanova

That Girl

A week later . . .

Devan drove his sports car out of his apartment building. During that week, Devan did not take Yocelyn out of the apartment at all. His eyes repeatedly monitored the left-right rearview mirror as well as the center.

Because based on the observation of the bodyguards Devan sent to guard Yocelyn, said, there are some people who always follow Devan. And will stop after Devan entered the office or apartment area. When Devan left the office, someone followed.

"Areally who are they?" devan asked himself, while observing a car parked in front of his company building. Earlier this morning the black car followed him until he got into his office, without putting up a fight.

"They're not even in uniform!" he continued, sipping coffee in the cup in his right hand. Devan pulled out his phone, and dialed Christ's number.

"Hello, Mister?"

"Christ, order the bodyguards to monitor the black car that stopped in front of the office!"

"Ready, Master!"

"Don't let them get suspicious!"

"Master don't worry! leave it to us!"

"Hmmm!" Devan turns off his cell phone call on Christ. Then dial his girlfriend's number.

"Hello, Honey!" yocelyn's cheerful voice answered Devan's phone call.

"Hi, my darling, Princess Yocelyn" Devan said softly.

"Hehe, aren't you busy?"

"No" replied Devan. "Darling, remember! don't go out today! never leave the apartment without my permission!"

"What's the matter, honey?" yocelyn asked, "i'm tired of being in the apartment alone!" continued spoiled.

Devan took a deep breath and threw it away violently.

"Wait for things to improve!"

"Bright?" yocelyn chuckled, "is there really such a bad thing?" yocelyn asked in a panicked tone.

"No, no! don't panic!" devan replied spontaneously, "my men are investigating, everything will be fine!"

"But baby, I'm scared in the apartment alone"

"Well, how could I leave you alone!" devan said, "since your beginning in the apartment, I've given a special bodyguard to watch over you!"

"Well! seriously?" Yocelyn did not believe Devan's words.

"Yes, baby!"

"But why don't I feel watched?"

"Because it's part of the duty of the FG corp bodyguards!"

"Oh, heheh!" Yocelyn was very happy, it turned out Devan was so attentive to her. "I didn't expect you to be the same as Papa! give me a bodyguard!"

"For your safety, my dear!" devan replied proudly.

If you knew me and your Papa were the same - the same background Casanova, would you faint? ask Devan in my heart.

"How could you give me a bodyguard like Papa's!" yocelyn.

"So you can stay comfortable, and do whatever you want!"

"Hehe! you are so good, darling!"

"I love you!" devan.

"I love you too, Muuach!" reply Yocelyn.

"Haha! you always make me nervous!" devan.

"You always make me love you more!" yocelyn.

"Huhah!" Devan chuckles. "What is the evidence that you love me?"

"Emmm! later on!" yocelyn smiled awkwardly.

"Why should I be later?"

"Well, if you go home from work!"

"Well, I'll be home early!"

"Really?" asked Yocelyn enthusiastically.

"Yes, Honey!"

"Yes!" Yocelyn was always happy if Devan came home early. First love really makes you not want to miss a little time to be with Devan.

"Well, I have to get back to work! you don't go anywhere, just order lunch!"

"Ready, Honey!"

"Bye bye, I love you!"

"Bye, I love you too!"

Devan ended his phone call, and put the phone in his pants pocket.

"I need to know who told you!" muttered Devan stared at the car that was still parked in front of his office.

A moment later, Devan sat back on his throne. And started to check the documents that were in front of him.

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"What's up, mama?" muttered Yocelyn who was relaxing in her apartment room.

Yocelyn opened some fake accounts of hers, and reopened her Mama's account. Where her mother always wrote down her grief, she lost it.

Keanu reluctantly uses the services of the police force to find his daughter. Because if until the news of the loss of the princess is heard, it will be an opposing opportunity to drop the defense of Keanu company. And that was already known by Yocelyn, before she decided to leave her parents' Mansion.

"Mama, if Yocelyn comes home, Yocelyn will go home with Devan, Yocelyn's lover" he muttered with a faint smile looking at her face on the phone screen.

"Devan is a nice guy, handsome and he loves Yocelyn very much!"

"Mommy and Daddy would agree that Yocelyn would marry him!"

Yocelyn swiped several times the screen of her phone. It is not denied if he misses his parents very much. Although her parents were very rare at home, but every night they definitely took the time to stop by Yocelyn's room, and kissed her forehead even though Yocelyn had fallen asleep.

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"Master, we haven't seen Mr. Devan walking with that girl or any girl in a week!" said one of the bodyguards to Keanu who was standing staring at the city of London from his study. "Last we saw Mr. Devan take the girl into the apartment building where Mr. Devan was staying. And never see him out again!"

"Did Devan keep the girl in his apartment?"

"We don't know, sir! we were declined to try to observe more closely without a warrant from the apartment!" he continued, "which is clear when we looked for Miss Yocelyn in the apartment building, there were only two single female names as apartment owners there. But the apartment was rented! and who hired one single man and a couple! so it's likely that Mr. Devan brought the girl to live with him!"

"I can't file a search on Devan's behalf in that apartment! can - can Devan be suspicious!" keanu replied, "you just observe Devan from the outside!"

"Good, Master!"

"At lunchtime, Mr. Devan was just out with his personal assistant, Christian! and they just ate alone in a restaurant not far from his office!" said his men again. "But Mr. Devan made a phone call that we believe to be the girl, because Mr. Devan spoke by calling her dear!"

"Darling?" muttered Keanu softly, then smiled sinisterly. "It looks like Devan kept the girl's meeting! I'm getting curious, what kind of girl makes Casanova reluctant to turn away!"

"Go!"

"Good, Master! excuse me!"

Keanu did not reply, nor did he turn his head in the slightest to his guards.

"What kind of stupid girl would want to be Devan's mistress in an apartment! ahaha!" he said after his study was back.

"Only a poor girl wants to be made Devan a dumpster in his apartment!"

"Devan.. Devan.. If only we didn't need each other, I would have destroyed your movement in the business world even your nickname as Casanova!"

Keanu was once heartbroken, when he heard Erastus and some friends call Devan more charismatic as Casanova than he was before. It's just that the Keanu and FG corp companies are tied to business which will destroy both if their business falls apart, especially the Keanu-owned company.

For this reason, all this time they suppress their respective egos. And Keanu is trying to normalize himself to continue business with Devan, as the grandson of the sole heir Felix Gibran.

"I almost forgot! Devander Gibran has a strong instinct!" he muttered then, "does he know that I sent surveillance for him!" continues, "Damn! why did I just realize it!"

"Congratulations, Sir!" sahutan from the person on his phone.

"Don't follow Devan anymore! I think he knows he's being watched!"

"Good, Master!"

Keanu ended the call to the leadership of his men.

"Why can I forget who Devan is!" he murmured again by pounding his desk.

"I'm sure he already knows, that's why he never brought his mistress out again!"

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"Sir, the car left after one of the men in it received a phone call!" said one of the men Devan assigned to watch over the black car.

"Don't let your guard down!" devan said, "just make sure they come back after me, after I get out of here!"

"Ready, Master!" answer the voice from sebrang.

The call was interrupted after Devan ended the call.

"Who told them to?" muttered Devan.

"What's the matter with me?"

"Charla?" he muttered as he saw his phone ring and read the caller.

"Hello?" devan answered raising Charla's call.

"Devan? I miss you!" charla from sebrang.

"What's Charla?" ask Devan without a base - stale.

"I told you I miss you!" charla said in a half-wet voice.

"You never contacted me just for that sentence!" answer Devan.

"Devan darling, please! don't be the sweetest Casanova to throw away!"

"What do you mean?"

"Devan, don't you miss our bed games?" charla asked in a seductive voice.

"No!" devan replied firmly.

"Devan, you forgot what satisfied you when you wanted it but no opponent?"

"I don't need that anymore!" replied Devan who was beginning to be suspicious of Charla's movements.

"Is it because you have a new one?" ask Charla.

"If it doesn't really matter, better turn the phone off!" devan.

"How many times have you worn that girl?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you think I don't know, you brought a pretty girl to your apartment Devan!"

"It's none of Charla's business!"

"Is that so?" charla asked with a cynical smile.

"Sorry, Charla I'm busy! take good care of yourself - fine! bye!" said Devan who immediately turned off Charla's call.

"Where did he know there was a girl in my apartment?" muttered Devan, "what don't they not Charla's man?"

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While in Charla's apartment, she cursed Devan out. Anger, jealousy also hate to enter his heart and mind.

"Shitta!" he said, "Devan is really brengs*k!" he threw his phone into his bed.

"I'm stupid, why did I say I would never love him!"

"Now I'm really thrown away by him!"

Charla drew and threw her breath away in annoyance. He crossed his arms across his chest staring at the highway down there.

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