The Curse of Love of Casanova

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An hour ago.

Brak!!

Cintya opened the door hard and made the person leaning on the door leaf stagger and bump into her body.

Without looking and caring who hit her body, Cintya sharpened her eyes to look at the woman standing stiffly in front of her.

The sharp gaze intimidated, even Gods alone were bowed by it.

After being satisfied scanning the woman from top to bottom, Cintya looked towards the Gods.

The cruel gaze he threw at the husband.Cintya's sharpening eyes hinted at many things.as if asking 'are you guys planning anything?' and quickly the man shook his head convincingly.

Again Cintya floated her gaze at the brunette girl who was draped in a very short nightgown before her.

Cintya walked closer while holding her side.with a look full of ridicule and ridicule that was not covered up .

"Did you just offer another room for my husband, miss?" ask Cintya without shading around.

Isabel was silent sculpting, she was cornered very badly.Cintya's question was right on target.

"Did you work in your country as a receptionist?"

Isabel shook her head, that was all she could do. The intimidating glare still hunted her down.

"Then why did you offer my husband a room?"

Back the question Cintya almost made her heart explode.The girl was not wrong.he said what she heard very clearly.

"Are you deaf besides Isabel's mute?" this time it was not only the heart that was about to explode even his pride was torn apart by Cintya's scathing remark.

"Don't talk recklessly, I just feel sorry for my cousin because you locked him outside?" attempts to defend himself, but unfortunately his enemy is too clever in arguing.

"Did my husband ask for your help?" the death glance now turned on the suspect.

The god stammered, although it was not him who got the question.quickly his head shook his head in defense.

Likewise with Isabel, the girl shook her head quickly.Disputing Cintya's words to look right.

It felt like he would not win if he had to argue for longer.he was in an unfortunate position.

"Then how did you get here? isn't your room downstairs."

"I didn't mean it."

"Do you have a habit of sleepwalking?"

"No, I'm thirsty I just wanna go to the kitchen get some water."

"The kitchen is below and the place is not far from your room, so why did you get here even in front of our room."

The god widened his eyes, he even had trouble swallowing his own saliva.

All this time he only knew if his little girl was chatty and expert to upset him, but who would have thought if scolding and intimidating his enemy became one of his skills.

"I accidentally saw a God, and. and..."

"The kitchen is quite far from here.we even have a mini kitchen for us personally if you want to say happen to see brother in the kitchen."

"I.i.."

Isabel is not a warty, Cintya is not a girl who can be underestimated.she is not a comparable opponent.her tongue is too shrewd to twist words.

"Have it, forget it. I know you've been watching your sister a lot." Cintya said lightly but stressed in the word paying attention until her teeth clashed.

Isabel suddenly looked up, looking at the flat face of Cintya who seemed cold.

But he must be aware, if he is a snake then Cintya is a chameleon that is able to adapt wherever he stands.

"I guess you just want to know how friendly and open we are, don't you?" Cintya displayed the sweetest smile yet it looked extremely frightening.

Near him Isabel who still pecked. until the two tips of their toes clashed.

"You'll see how we love and bond with each other." She whispered right in front of Isabel's ear.

"You are not the type of woman who is able to make my husband satisfied, only I am able. only I am adored because only I am loved by him. Cintya Adisti Herlambang." repeated with a smirk on the corner of her lips.

The god was still frozen in his place.See the sour face of Isabel, in his mind the man asked, what his wife whispered to the woman.

Cintya loosened her footsteps, making Isabel loosen up a little. Then the chatty beauty turned to approach the God with her prettiest smile.

"Sister, Cintya can't sleep without a sister, sorry?" he said spoiled, in the neck of both hands to the sturdy neck of God and leaning affectionately on the chest of her husband's field, making the man feel proud because his wife can not be far from him.

"Love, now you want to sleep, right?" The god returned his girl's embrace and fondly stroked her hair.

"Sister's friend?" Cintya nodded in the arms of the God.

"Yes, we are sleeping now "take the Lord to turn around but Cintya held him back.

"Why?"

"She's carrying." she asked spoiled.

"Ready man." The god was ready to lift up his wife's body, but Cintya held him back.

"Why again?"

"Kiss?" said the girl with a typical spoiled whimper of her.

The god sumringah, in the sambarnya little lips of his wife, then smack and puff until the kiss became hot and more demanding.

Unconcerned there was still an inflamed human looking at the live scene in front of him.with clenched hands and a flushed face holding back the annoyance.

The god brought the girl in his carrier without making the link of their lips come off and closed the door with his feet until it made a very loud bang.

Isabel turned around and left the sealed room with a foot.

And that's when their heat struggle began.

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The gods leaned against the headboard with Cintya in her arms.They were both innocent.The long, hot struggle they had taken a few minutes ago completely knocked out her energy. even to just wear his clothes back, Cintya could not afford.

"I love you." said the God as he landed a kiss on his wife's forehead.

"I love you more, crank "typical Cintya with a very friendly voice almost sighed.

"Cock crank?"

"And old man" he replied Nyengir.

"But still hot, right?" Cintya nodded.

"Make hot!" cintya answered making the Gods laugh.

"You're getting hot, too."

"really?" The god nodded convincingly.

"It's normal."

"No, the proof was asking for a kiss at the door."

" Oh, that's so the cheap actor knows the limits."

"Why can you call him an actor?"

"Because he's always trying to get your attention."

"Kok know?"

"You know, she's been the key since our party that night.

Flashback.

Seriate...

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Next morning, I hope not to forget.

jejaaak, manja,