Stranger's In Love
65|MINI PARTY

Zean's car entered the Mansion basemant which was suddenly filled with several luxury cars. Zean looks ordinary, he is still looking for an empty gap to park his car. While Irene was stunned to see one by one this neatly parked luxury car.

"Why are there so many cars, Zean?" Irene asked Zean as they got out of the car.

Zean gave me a smile. "You'll be even more shocked when you see the chaos inside."

Irene frowned not understanding Zean's intentions, she chose to remain silent and followed Zean's steps into the Mansion. The moment the door opened, Irene was completely stunned. The smell of alcohol dominates this room. In front of him there are now about dozens of people who are cool making out while dancing to the EDM music accompaniment from a beautiful DJ in the corner of the room.

"Zean, why..." Irene could not continue her words, I don't know what she had to say seeing this chaos before her.

“Hey, welcome back Mr. and Mrs.Lorwerth,” welcome Cassandra walk gontai approaching Irene and Zean.

Zean immediately confronted Cassandra who wanted to attract Irene to party with him. Cassandra even cursed at Zean's harsh words that kept her from inviting Irene to join her party. Cassandra's really drunk.

“Stupid basis! Move, Zean! Let us party together,” Cassandra tries to push Zean away from her face.

“Awareness, Cassandra! You're really drunk!” Zean shook the woman's shoulder.

Cassandra chuckles. “Hihi... You drunk, stupid!”

Zean let out a slow sigh, he started to get depressed against this already heavily drunk Cassandra.

Zean slightly brought his face closer to the woman.

“He wouldn't be happy to see you like this, don't break yourself, Cassandra,” whispered Zean.

Cassandra immediately decays on the floor. He lowered his head, what Zean said slightly opened his eyes of consciousness.

“Is she okay?” asked Irene who was starting to move closer to Cassandra. However, with Zean immediately withdrawing Irene's hand without the woman's consent, Zean took Irene towards their room. Zean used to see the mess that Cassandra always made. For Zean this impromptu party was only a small part of the chaos that the woman could create.

"What's Cassandra doing, Zean?" Irene asked as they were in the room.

Zean threw himself, sitting at the side of the bed while looking at Irene who was standing in front of him.

"Don't think of him. Just let him play" said Zean, pulling Irene into his lap.

"But, Zean. Is it okay to just let it go?" Irene asked worriedly considering what she saw earlier. A lot of men have been kissing the same woman.

"That's Cassandra. He behaves like that just to find pleasure" Zean said.

Irene frowned, she was confused as to where this conversation was headed.

"Searching for pleasure?" Irene asked reassuringly Zean said.

Zean looked at Irene and slipped the girl's hair which was blocking her pretty face. The deg! Irene's heart skipped a beat as their eyes looked at each other. Zean brought her face closer to Irene and briefly kissed the woman's lips.

“Please, don't think of anyone other than us tonight. Can we just focus on me and you?” tanya Zean successfully made Irene shiver.

"I want you, Mrs.Lorwerth," whispered Zean later, then kissed the woman again, her hand moved to feel Irene's back and slowly removed the woman's dress.

Irene stiffened, the touch of Zean's hand made her whole body heat up. Irene draped her hands around Zean's neck, occasionally stroking the man's back hair gently. They made out to spend this long hot night.

On the other hand, Cassandra was still contemplating sitting on the sofa staring at this impromptu party she had made. He invited some friends and random people from the mini party lovers association site. This excitement and noise he managed to create did not make his heart happy at all. Instead, he felt tired, looking for ways to find what kind of happiness again. For him there was only one thing that made him happy, sitting together and exchanging stories with someone he loved, someone he had always missed the past three years.

Cassandra wiped away the dripping clear fur without any cue drenching her cheeks. He looks so pathetic. Cassandra got up from her seat, she searched her phone and searched for someone's contact and immediately contacted the person.

“Allan,” said as the call connected.

“Why am I the only one feeling this alone?” ask Cassandra later.

Allan's breath from across the phone.

“Where are you now?” Allan asked a question back, instead of answering the woman's question.

Cassandra laughs. “Hahaha... I'm still here, Allan. In a world that I myself could no longer find.”

“Cassandra, are you drunk?” Allan started to worry about hearing Cassandra's voice on the phone that seemed to be rummaging.

Cassandra again walked back to the crowd of people who were cool dancing near the beautiful DJ who was still playing EDM music with a sound that bewitched the people. Cassandra's still sticking her phone in her ear.

“Entahlah. I just had a little drink, I even called some handsome men to have a drink together. But no man who—” phone connection was cut off when a man suddenly embraced Cassandra and immediately kissed the woman.

Cassandra who was drunk was lulled and returned the kiss of the stranger who kissed her. Slowly they retreated until they collapsed on the sofa and resumed their actions earlier.

***

“Halo! Hello, Cassandra!” allan panicked when the call suddenly disconnected.

Allan immediately called his subordinates, he ordered to immediately trace Cassandra's number to find out where the woman was. Shortly after Allan got word, Cassandra's current position is in a Mansion whose address turns out to be the address of the Zean Mansion.

Immediately Allan approached, he pulled the man rough and gave him a raw bogem so many times without mercy that the man's face was battered. Everyone was screaming in panic and running out, they were afraid of Allan's action.

“Go before I kill you!” allan firmly on the man who was grimacing in pain, the man immediately ran out.

Cassandra slowly sat down then looked at Allan with her pushy gaze. Allan approached the woman and put the sleeves of her dress slightly down earlier. Cassandra just kept quiet and then she sobbed, she cried again.

“Cry if it can make you feel better,” Allan said.

Cassandra tried to stand right in front of Allan and then suddenly Cassandra floated a slap that landed right on Allan's left cheek.

“Why did you mess up my party, Allan?” cassandra Bent.

Allan clenched his hands tightly, irritated and clenched with how the real woman felt. Obviously it was Cassandra who called him drunk, of course it made Allan worried especially Allan remember that Cassandra was the culprit of the chaos maker.

“You're interrupting my pleasure, stupid!” Cassandra banged the chest of Allan's field with her bare hands.

Allan just silently took the blow, just let this woman. Cassandra's been pretty fragile for three years now. And this was the only time he had slapped and even hit Allan like this. Every time Cassandra gets drunk, she calls Allan, every time she messes up Zean's messing with her, really parasitistic friendship. However, how else Cassandra is in need of someone as a place to share her own pain so far.

Next day. Everyone gathered in the dining room for breakfast. Irene was surprised to find Allan joining them.

“Yesterday Allan stayed here, baby,” said Zean who saw a shocked and confused reaction on Irene's face.

“Good morning, wife Zean,” seduce Allan while applying nutella on her bread sheet.

“Morning, Allan,” says Irene.

“Where is Cassandra? Is he not awake?” ask Irene later.

Allan immediately threw the knife that he used to apply the jam earlier, Irene spontaneously looked at him in surprise.

“It looks like he is putting together an apology for me,” Allan said.

Zean who was drinking milk was suddenly choked. Irene patted Zean on the back and gave him a glass of water.

“Did he beat you again?” zean asked with a laugh.

Irene Tumben once saw Zean like this, Zean seemed happy with these friends. Then Irene focused back on looking at Allan.

“What happened?” Irene asked, she felt she was the only one who did not understand this conversation.

Finally Allan told me everything that happened last night. Zean was constantly laughing, while Irene was even concerned about Allan who was the target of Cassandra's anger yesterday.

“You shouldn't have come, Allan. If he is in my Mansion it means he is definitely safe because I have ordered people to watch the party yesterday,” said Zean still neutralizing himself from his last laugh when he heard Allan's story earlier.

“The whole corner in this Mansion has hidden cameras, except in my room. After all yesterday Cassandra just made out with the guy, and it seems like she enjoyed it a lot too,”.

Irene glared in shock at Zean's remark. That means they had dinner in the back garden on camera, too, my God. Irene closed her eyes and lowered her head to remember what they were doing in the back garden at the time.

“Allan is like that! He always messed things up, the cynical” Cassandra suddenly appeared and sat down in front of Allan.

Allan raised his eyebrows next to Cassandra's annoyed look. “I won't come if you don't call me, yes!”

“I called you just to vent! Why did you come? Stupid fool!” cassandra said then quickly he stole Allan's jam bread and immediately ate it.

“Hey, that's my bread!” allan was frustrated.

Cassandra stared at the part of the bread that was still intact, she rolled the bread back and then looked at Allan for a moment. “In this bread there is no writing, if this is your bread!”

Allan touched his chest that felt hot, this morning Cassandra successfully raised her high blood.

Zean chuckles at the behavior of his two best friends, then Zean moves from his seat after finishing breakfast. Irene looked at the man who seemed ready to go to the office.

“You're leaving now?” ask Irene.

Today Irene did not go to accompany Zean because she wanted to accompany Cassandra alone in the Mansion, it seemed like the woman was in need of someone. Maybe Cassandra's gonna have a little story with Irene. After all, today's Zean meeting is just a contract signature with a new client who yesterday agreed to a predetermined program.

“Iya. Wait for me to come home. If you're bored and want to go outside, I've prepared a car and a driver for you. Always let me know wherever you go and whatever you do, understand, Mrs.Lorwerth?”

Irene smiled then nodded in understanding then Zean kissed the woman's forehead.

“Uwekkk! Really I want to vomit,” Allan said suddenly.

“I also want to vomit! Why are they acting as if there is no one in this room,” Cassandra quipped.

Irene and Zean laughed at that. Then Zean left Irene, Cassandra, and Allan, who had breakfast together in the dining room.