Mr. Cold Falling in Love With Miss Somplak Season 2

Obsolete diary

Ahem Hillatop and Hayat Mansion

Ahem's office.

"It all started with the story of Zahir's great-grandfather and Sherkan." O'Neill spoke, igniting the cigarette flame before him.

As usual the man looked so calm and relaxed, igniting the cigarette fire slowly and letting the sound of a tinker break the silence in the room, the man closed his eyes in one click. Then the man slowly smoked the cigarette in his hand in full enjoyment and also in his most relaxed style.

"I've heard these two names from the stories of the previous grandparents." Ahem answered the words of his best friend, as he snatched the cigarette in front of him and joined the fire and enjoyed the cigarette slowly.

Smoke began to be seen between them in the room as his office.

A projector screen was seen on the left side of O'Neill and on the right side of Ahem, a man turned some of the images.

"Great grandfather of Zahir." The man who plays the picture introduces the name of each photo he displays.

"Sherkan's great-grandfather and Elvitania's great-grandmother." The man still has two other photos.

Ahem looked at the photo in front of him for some time, the name of the great-grandmother Elvitania made him nod slowly, he thought it was quite similar to someone and there was a little alloy in Hayat as well.

The beautiful girl who became a snatch?!.

"Love triangle?." in the end Ahem asked.

"More or less like it's the reality but there's a little manipulation on the love triangle." O'Neill replied quickly, she handed him a book with colors that began to fade and wear out in time.

"Written by Elvitania's great-grandmother." Answer O'Neill.

"I still have a hard time understanding how women pour out their hearts, diary became a mainstay book in the past, probably never done by modern women in the present." O'Neill is back smoking.

"Once I read it, it made my head throb, it was easier to persuade cheap women who were paid with money, to make love on the bed all night, slow sea I know what they want, only real satisfaction until they let out a release rather than thinking hard about the contents of women's hearts written on old paper."

Fuck indeed, the brain of O'Neill who is used to adventure with some women consider such romance is ordinary, he likes to satisfy women in bed even though only using his sturdy fingers without his real weapons, he said, but for Ahem the man is not normal, likes sex sessions in a rather wrong way. Her word is only one girl is capable of making her turn on, and it's her past.

"You're really fucking." Ahem throws a box of cigarettes at the man.

O'Neill screeched, he caught the matchbox quickly.

"I'll try to read it." Ahem finally spoke.

''You do have to read it, so we'll know what he means, I think he wants to say someone is manipulating his love, he's forgetting his love and I don't know if I'm having trouble deciphering everything."O'Neill turned off his cigarette, now changing sip the drink in front of him.

"Give me 1*24 hours to understand and decipher the contents of his diary."

"Maybe your little wife can help to break it too, at least it's her old great-grandmother, I think they're a bit similar aren't they?. Your great-grandmother and your wife's faces."

And when O'Neill said like that Ahem was trying to notice the old black and white photo before him, looking carefully at the face of the beautiful woman who was smiling happily with a man who was quite similar to someone else in the Azzura family.

"Hmmm I see his equation." Ahem said later.