Trapped in Love with Casanova
The good side of Chris
In a multi-storey building that says ZA group.
Zifran just got off the taxi walking so Maco, so that makes every woman who looks at him will scream hysterically and always adore his name. Especially for bed.
Although Zifran is famous for his bej*at nature, it does not reduce the plus on Zifran.
Inside the room is so spacious neatly arranged with a modern design featuring a different feel for anyone who is in it.
Zifran sat his body in his oversized chair while checking the results of the financial statements he requested and some documents arranged nicely on his desk.
Tok to tok.
"Lake in!" zifran said a little screamed. But he still focused his gaze on the sheet of paper in front of him.
Tap tap tap.
Someone's steps are heard greeting in a room that is only occupied by the Ceo.
Without Zifran's invitation, the man immediately sat himself in a chair right in front of Zifran's desk.
"After lunch we had a meeting with the investors. Do not be late for a thousand reasons. Inget it! arlan warned Zifran.
"Hem" he said briefly.
"I don't know how to say it."
"Here you are, Lo think I bu*deg." continued Zifran relaxed.
I swear by anything, I want it to feel like Arlan's strangling his neck. 'Thank you my boss, if not I have changed also added nih son.' grunty in heart.
While Zifran was, he just smiled knotily staring at a glance at Arlan's annoyed face.
"Nih, help me check all the files that have been stacked rather than lo here just doang doang."
Zifran gave some maps to Arlan. Arlan received it with drama, "Gue here anyway telling you your duty, not me who you give the task. Wonder me same bokap lo, how can ya have a child like Lo?"
"Gue is more astonished as my bokap, how can choose a secretary model kayak lo. whereas there are still many girls who want to be my secretary,"
" Because he knows that his son's ot*ak is not far from the hose*angan." Arlan looked at Zifran with a cynical smile.
Jamba!
CHECKMATE.
What Arlan said just now about his heart. Zifran did not deny that Arlan's words had any truth.
If you want to blame, just blame his rustling that is not strong enough to resist temptation.
Zifran throws a pen at Arlan, "Emang sia*lan lo!" rough talk.
With a quick movement, Arlan immediately shied away from the style of the pen propeller that Zifran lay to him.
For the sake of the well-being of the office facilities, Arlan took the map lying on the table and passed away leaving Zifran.
Zifran who saw Arlan's departure let out a long sigh, "Fiuhhh."
"This is a very secretarial girl" said Zifran frustrated while ruffling his hair on the back of the head.
****
"What do you want to order? Let me go all the way" said Andin.
"Chicken noodles plus meatballs, kayaks usually. Keep the same siomay one serving, drink fresh iced tea. Here's money!" Maisya reached into his pocket to take the money given from Zifran, but not the gift rather memalak Zifran.
Andin received the money given by Maisya, "Gi*a nih son of his message very much. About not finished! said Andin slightly raised the tone when he heard the order from Maisya.
"I didn't eat breakfast because I had bad luck."
"Lo want to come or all of you?" ask Andin to Alya.
"Samain aja kayak have lo, I again mager because."
"Hem." answered Andin briefly.
Andin walked towards the crowd of students who were waiting in line leaving the two of them in his place.
"Yes, after school we go with yuk?" bring Alya.
"Where?" Maisya plays her phone.
"Watch! We haven't watched together in a long time," continued Alya who played the spoon and fork in front of him.
"Yeah!" his spirit, "In the usual place at three o'clock," he said again.
Long enough they wait, finally Andin along with the food they ordered came together.
"Sorry long, huh? Ngantri. I'm just putting it here, thanks mbak!" andin said to the woman who worked as a waitress in the school cafeteria.
"Sama-sama" said the woman and passed.
The three of them ate in a joking interlude, both from Maisya and his two best friends who made the atmosphere more relaxed.
***
In an apartment on Xx Street.
Zifran who had just arrived at that place had been rewarded with a friendly kiss from a woman who was none other than 'his lady' named Casandra.
The woman who a moment ago asked him to come with a reason to miss him. Of course Zifran is happy to say it. Because, Zifran knows what the word 'Missing for him' means'.
Casandra, a woman obsessed with Zifran, voluntarily gives up her body for Zifran. Of course Zifran gladly accepted it.
Zifran sat on the long sofa in the room unbuttoning the shirt at the top, loosening the tie around his neck. After that Casandra walked towards her room.
From behind the door of the room that was wide open showed a woman who was none other than Casandra who was currently changing her clothes. He deliberately did and showed it just to tempt Zifran.
Zifran who saw it all was of course like a hungry cat who saw a salted fish. Without waiting for a long time the man immediately approached Casandra.
The fragrance of the masculine scent of Zifran's body made Casandra's smile rise instantly. The woman turned her body around in order to be able to stare at the face of Zifran who currently wanted her.
Seeing Casandra who was so tempting, his manly instincts immediately stuck out. Without waiting for long Zifran immediately pushed the woman's body into the bed not far from where they were standing.
Zifran clothes are now one by one starting to detach from his athletic body. Likewise with Casandra, the woman was not wearing a thread that covered her innocent body.
The spice'an for the sake of the spice'an is done by Casandra who enjoys Zifran's seductive, stocky body. While Zifran, he only resigned to what the woman did to him.
"Keep Casa," Zifran enjoys every touch and stimulation given by Casandra.
Little info. every 'Casa' written on read 'Cesa' ya😊
Both of them are now dissolved in the cradle of exciting desires until they forget all about the fatigue that holds their souls together even for a moment.
The moaning and des**han sound from the lips both made the atmosphere in the room even hotter.
Zifran reversed his current position. Slowly but surely he did his job so skillfully.
Zifran moved his body even more crazily as he felt his passion was already on the edge. As well as Casandra, she was speechless at this time.
Realizing that Zifran paused his action, he picked up the object in the nightstand drawer and attached it to the clamorous grandpa who was currently standing upright and challenging.
After he finished installing it, Zifran again hit his property to the right place.
Drett drett drett.
But suddenly the ringing sound of the phone stopped the hot activity they were doing.
"Agrrh, shi***!" as if Zifran ruffled his hair. Zifran who realizes who contacted him can only swear rudely at the negligence he did.
"Where's Fran going?" casandra asked puzzled as Zifran hurriedly put his clothes back on.
"Gue's going to the office there's a meeting, I forgot." Zifran replied curtly because he was holding back his frustration.
"How is this going?" Casandra glanced down at her body.
"Lo thought to myself, I'm not in the mood."
Please remind anyone to Zifran, if he forgets to remove the ninja sheath that still faithfully wrapped his.
"But it can't be dong Fran, "
"For now I'm not in the mood, so we'll continue again tonight." Hearing the words of Zifran Casandra smiled triumphantly.
After she finished putting her clothes back on, Zifran walked out of Casandra's apartment.
"Prepare for the meeting room, soon I will Sampek." said Zifran who just contacted Arlan and immediately decided the call.
Zifran walked quickly while cursing his stupidity and carelessness because he could forget the appointment today.
If Casandra hadn't contacted her and asked her to come to her apartment, this probably wouldn't have happened.
"Well, what a shame your fate is, son! Patience, last night we work again, okay!" he murmured while glancing towards something that was still bulging down there.
Do not want to waste more time Zifran directly plugged the gas to arrive to the office fixed time.
