The Curse of Love of Casanova

Part.4 Exchanged

Heppy Reading's...

The god drew his head closer towards the niche of the neck of the cyntia.Their distance was so close that the cyntia could feel the breath of the god hanging on its upper body. his body bristled as the lips of the God drew closer to his neck and whispered.

"Gue doesn't sleep with small children" he said as he passed back to sit on the sofa in the room and cyntia who had been upset was breathing freely.

Cyntia who was still upset because of the actions of the God who did not want to go out of her room felt increasingly riled up. the girl stepped hesitantly towards the nightstand next to the sofa where the god was sitting intending to call the hotel manager.

The god who understands what cyntia is thinking took the initiative to take the phone's handle and give it to the cyntia.

"Lu want to call the manager, right? noh called sonoh, satisfied with the conversation." handed over the phone and laid his body on the sofa relaxed.

Moments later there was a knock on the door, as it was about to open the hand Cyntia was pulled by the God. The god gave the bathrobe to be worn by the cyntia because the cyntia was still half-naked.

The door was opened by a god and a middle-aged man with a 25-year-old man stood at the door smiling and bowing respectfully.

The god returned a smile and let them in.

"Can we help you, miss cyntia?" the man said as he saw that the cyntia was already in front of him.

"May you drive this master out of my room?" cyntia said to the manager while glancing sharply at the Gods and gods seemed to be just smelling a smile.

"Sorry lady, did something happen?" ask her again on cyntia.

"This man was suddenly in my room, wasn't that very disrespectful.Why could anyone else come into my room, can you explain?" cyntia emphasized his words.

"Sorry for this inconvenience, there may have been an error in our security system, so room keys can be used to open other doors" explained the hotel manager.

"Well, how could you settle this!" cyntia.

"Sorry again!" the hotel manager bowed his head in front of the waist-rigged cyntia.

"Easy! now please remove this man from my room." cyntia told the man before her but her eyes fell on the smiling God.

"Where to play, this is my room, lady, so you're the one who has to get out of here." The god who had been silent since then finally made a sound.

"Can't! it's my room and you're the one who has to go." cyntia argued won't lose.

"All right let's prove it." The god who was unwilling to argue for a long time finally chose to take the key of his room and hand it to the middle-aged man before him.

"This is my room key, sir, so please tell this little lady who needs to get out of here." The god while glancing towards the cyntia and smiling obliquely.

"Yes right lady, this room has been in a special message for Lord God" explained the hotel manager after seeing the number listed on the key of the room in the form of a card.

"Well! It can't be!" cyntia shouted annoyedly and the Gods only chuckled at the behavior of the cyntia that he thought was funny.

"so?" said the god to the cyntia with a mocking smile

An annoyed Cyntia passed from before the God while grabbing her suitcase of origin.The medium-sized suitcase in black she dragged it without checking it first. the girl walked over while stomping her sobriety feet and glanced towards the God who was laughing triumphantly.

Cynthia went to her room with the waiter who had come with the manager with a grunt and swearing that was still not widespread, while the God passed to the bathroom to clean himself.

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He did not know what was waiting for him.

While the God who had finished with his bathing ritual, he came out using only a towel wrapped around his waist bare-chested showing a bulge of torn bread and a small towel to dry his hair.

Likewise with the God, the man did not immediately change his clothes.he stood in front of the mirror watching his very handsome face according to him.his right hand dried his curly hair and a little shabby. while his left hand rubs his jaw until his chin is being grown with fine hairs.

Unsatisfied bare-chested in front of a mirror, God prefers to take his phone and surf in cyberspace.

A few moments later...

Akhhhh.....

There was a scream from inside the room facing each other, yes the room of God and cyntia turned out to be opposite.

The screams made by two people almost shook one hotel with 15 floors, if there was no soundproofing

in that room.

Not laugh!

Cyntia cringed and scattered the entire contents of the suitcase because there was not a single item she knew. the girl shuddered in horror when her hand found ****** ***** dark grey man with calvin clein.he grimaced and quickly threw the absurd back into the suitcase.

As for God, the first sight he saw when he opened the suitcase was a pair of jumbo-sized glasses red-flavored Thalia.

His eyes were rounded, when he saw the size of his cup that he was so familiar with. The man pinned the jumbo glasses with the tip of his index finger and thumb, lifting and aligning with his eyes. he sipped his saliva imagining the inhabitants of the glasses.His bawdy brain that has been professionally surfing everywhere and waking up the dark side down there.

The two of them who were in their respective rooms with their compotes paced even without agreement, thinking about how to exchange the suitcases made with color, and how, the same size and brand because it is made by the same company. (whether the othor does not know where the factory is).

The god who does not know where the cyntia room repeatedly grabbed his hair was frustrated, while the cyntia who was still upset was reluctant to meet the man who he thought was annoying. finally they both cleaned up the clothes they had scattering put back in the suitcase and closed it.

Instead of swapping suitcases, they prefer to sit on the edge of the bed in each room and think about what they will do next.

Aren't they very suitable? maybe they are fighting.

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At Mahendra's house, the old man was sitting opposite the princess, the mother of leo and cyntia.

The man with the title of grandfather was talking about what he had discussed with his old friend a while ago.

Diana, the mother of leo and cintya only listened to what the old man said before her.there was no objection because she knew that the match was certain to happen

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Let the othor not follow the sableng kek Cyntia and Dewz who absurdly beg for mercy. 😅😅😅