Port of Love Sang Casanova

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A few years later.

A grown man was enjoying a beautiful night with a woman. Kick for the sake of stopping him channeling to get unparalleled pleasure. With the money he has, as well as the dominating good looks are able to hook any woman he likes to warm his night.

On a king-size bed, the man and woman clash in a fierce battle. A pleasure as if flying to the air they get from the heat struggle.

The dorce of the sweat soaked the bodies of the two, increasing the endless passion, the hotter and more challenging, the more stiffened, the wetter and they reached the peak of satisfaction for the umpteenth time.

The moaning of his opponent made the man stomp even harder and made the woman scream slowly, feeling the pleasure of the powerful weapon of the owner of the body that stuttered himself was spraying hot lava.

His hallucinations drifted far away, thinking of one face that was hard to forget. Rara, Sheyna Amara's. A great imagination capable of awakening his passion. The woman who met him a few years ago and disturbed his mind. However, I don't know where it is.

In love? Has his heart fallen in love with the woman who only met him at that glance? I don't know.

"Thank you honey" he said with a faint smile.

The man who managed to carry out the release has now ended his activities. He cleaned his body and put on his clothes. Thought by the feeble-lopping, helpless mercenary who was closing her eyes, the woman looked exhausted in the face of the might of a Marvel Raditia Dika.

Radit puts a check on the table then breezes away leaving the luxury hotel a silent witness to the warmth of his night this time.

Given the disappointment in his mother made him what he is today. Making women his slaves.

As the phone rang out in his ear, his hand grabbed a technologically advanced flat object inside his pants pocket. The net is staring at the screen of the phone showing the name of Kak Micho there.

Yes, the last ten years she's been living together with a middle-aged, working woman as a domestic assistant who thinks of her as a child herself. Radit also did not reveal his identity.

Luckily, the woman had a good boss who later assumed they were her own family. Financing all the needs of Radit college until he worked on the company owned by his adoptive mother's boss.

Actually the money from grandfather continues to flow, even he also holds the control of one of the companies owned by his family. However, he did not want his disguise to end. A simple life together with his mother and foster family has its own happiness for him.

Micho's? He is the son of his mother's boss who grew up with him these ten years. Three years later, Micho considers Radit a younger brother to her.

Radit shifted the green button and placed the technologically advanced flat object in his ear.

"Hello brother, what's wrong?" ask Radit casually.

"Sory Brother, I forgot," he said.

"No apologies to you, drop the suit off right now! I know what you're doing there. Don't expect me to blame you for ignoring my orders and instead attach importance to the useless woman," a voice jolt over there then disconnected the phone call.

"Shittt," Radit swore angrily. How could he forget? Didn't his sister repeatedly remind him to deliver the suit? With a thousand steps Radit rushed out of the hotel lobby and ran towards the car.

He saw a neatly folded suit on the car seat, immediately he stuck his car gas to the apartment not far from where he was.

Shortly after, he arrives at the luxury apartment where Micho lives. Radit hurriedly took his brother's suit, but he stopped his steps when suddenly his stomach felt heartburn.

"****, why hamper my travel?" frangipani.

Micho's apartment on the 50th floor took quite a long time, she couldn't bear the turmoil of her stomach up there. Radit immediately stepped into the restaurant in front of him and looked for a male toilet.

Moments later, Radit came out of the toilet and walked down the street. Maybe misfortune was on her side, until Micho's suit she was carrying got stuck in one of the ladies' toilet doors she happened to pass by.

Radit swore violently, how could this happen? Want to pull the suit, but the suit could be torn and will make Micho more angry. In the end, Radit carefully tried to be patient and fiddled slowly.

A beautiful woman's steps came to a halt as she came out of the toilet, the beautiful hijab-wearing woman looked at the man standing in front of the woman's toilet door. The man looked crouching and behind him.

The beautiful woman could not think clearly, she thought staggeringly thinking about the no-no. The beautiful woman seemed to be pounding the man's back brutally.

"Hey, are you peeping?"

Radit turned his head and brushed off the brutal hand of the person who attacked him. Moments later, a woman came out of the toilet. The eyes of the person who had just come out of the toilet observed two people who were fighting at the door that made his steps obstructed.

"What's wrong, mas?" ask the woman.

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