Trapped in Love with Casanova

I don't like

The sound of waves pounding in the sea that is mutually unpretentious makes the atmosphere so soothing for anyone who is near it. So is what is currently being felt by Maisya and Zifran.

After their departure from the party, Zifran brought Maisya to enjoy the beautiful Ancol beach at night.

Under the beautiful night sky, the two now sit next to each other in the cold sand of the beach while leaning their bodies with both hands behind as the focus. Their gaze stared at the expanse of stars scattered in the sky above the vast ocean that stretched to infinity.

Maisya turned Zifran at a glance. "Sir Zi, thank you for taking me to this place again, I'm so happy to know no, brother! And thank you also because my sister wanted to help me earlier," said Maisya. Zifran turned his gaze towards the girl beside him.

"Together with Him." Zifran smiled sincerely at Maisya. "Oiya Sya, big brother has something for you," Zifran reached into something in his pocket.

He opened the thing and showed it to Maisya. "Do you like it?"

The girl saw a small box and was surprised to see the contents of the jewelry box.

Maisya widened her eyes in disbelief after knowing what was before her at this moment. A necklace with a pendant with the initials 'M' is inscribed with diamonds that form the letter.

"Son, you're not wrong about giving this to me?" he said he still doesn't believe it.

Zifran shook his head, "Why? You don't like the necklace."

"It's not. But why do you give this expensive necklace to me, this is too much brother!" In his heart he wondered what it was for that man to give such a nice and expensive necklace to himself.

"The first time you see the necklace, you want your name, so you buy it for you. Brother hope you like the necklace, yes.itung-itung as a gift for you because you want to help brother. You take it?" Zifran gave the box to Maisya.

Maisya accepted Zifran's gift despite his slight hesitation. "You want to wear it?" asked Zifran to offer himself.

Zifran took the necklace from its place. "Reverse!" his orders. Maisya turned her body.

The man flicked Maisya's long hair that was loosely severed displaying her smooth white neck. Then he opened the necklace and put it on Maisya's neck.

"Beautiful!" One word came out from his lips after turning to face him. He saw the necklace now adorning Maisya's neck.

Maisya lowered her head to hear a glance of speech that was thrown from the mouth of the man before her at this moment.

"Thank you, brother!" said Maisya looking at the necklace that now ties around her neck.

While on the other side. A middle-aged man was pacing back and forth in his home, swearing at a man who dared to take his daughter away from the party. Moreover, the worry that he felt after trying to contact the number of the son but who answered his call was not the princess, but the voice of the operator who answered him.

***

The atmosphere of the night was seen so crowded by young couples who enjoyed their time together with their loved ones.

Likewise with Zifran and Maisya, although there is no bond in their relationship, but the closeness they establish makes both so comfortable with their pretense status.

Zifran pulled Maisya in his arms.The smell of Maisya's hair was so pleasant that he unceasingly inhaled Maisya's long hair that flew here and there on his face.

In contrast to Maisya, the narrow-eyed beautiful girl leaned her head on Zifran's chest by bending her knees together.

" sister, you're not telling me the same, brother Arlan? I'm sure he must be nyariin elo kak!"

"Let's say.once brother knows he's not papa right?" reply Zifran.

'Thank you for teaching a lesson to the guy who was the same morning as me!' inner Zifran who remembers the treatment of the secretary and his best friend.

And sure enough, Arlan had been waiting for his boss who did not know where the jungle. Is he looking for another forest? That's what Arlan's thinking is right now.

"Issshh, what an evil brother Zifran!"

Maisya was about to hit Zifran's chest but unfortunately the man's hand first blocked his ladder in the air. Of course it made Maisya wake up from his position.

"Don't hit Sya, it hurts! If I think I want to!"

I don't know what demon was possessing Zifran until he grabbed the nape of Maisya and melu*mat lips of the girl gently.

Deg deg.

The instant Maisya's heartbeat quickened as Zifran landed his lips on Maisya's lips. There was a strange feeling that suddenly appeared in his mind that made him get swept away in the luma*tan that Zifran gave him.

Slowly Maisya closed her eyes to reply to every luma*tan and enjoyed every touch she felt.

Zifran who got a reply from Maisya further deepened his action. From luma*tan lips descend down the neck of the Maisya level. His melu*mat was so gentle that it left a few traces of his possession there.

"Mmmpphh" the moaning sound from Maisya's lips.

Zifran released his wicks from Maisya's neck. "Likes?" ask in horned mode. Unknowingly Maisya nodded in agreement to Zifran's words.

Under the bright night sky Zifran and Maisya resumed their activities. The roar of Zifran's breath was so felt that it swept across Maisya's face. The girl is getting lulled in the game played by Zifran.

Not only got there, now Zifran game is getting crazy. With greed he scooped the thin lips of the woman who was now in front of him. Maisya trying to balance the game from Zifran. Although he was not so proficient at least he had done it.

As they dissolve in their game suddenly...

Drett drett drett.