The Conqueror Cassanova
Chapter 11 Breakfast Three

"Mar-Marcells?"

How surprised Vanya saw Marcell who was currently standing firmly in front of the door. Vanya's heart rate was timid when he saw the sharp gaze of the lover and his own boss.

"Remain long inside?" ask Marcell. Vanya spent almost forty-five minutes in the bathroom. So that makes Marcell curious about what was done by the woman.

"Nope-no. I-I didn't do anything. I had a stomach ache, "" replied Vanya lying with her heartbeat still hunting. He tried to stay calm so as not to cause suspicion for Marcell.

Once again Marcell scanned Vanya's body from top to bottom and then he flicked his hand.

"Already, move. I'm going to take a shower," After saying that, Vanya put her body away and let Marcell enter the bathroom.

'Patience, Yes. Believe me, the dark comes out light.' said Vanya in the heart. He encouraged himself.

After Marcell closed the door, Vanya rushed inside his walk in closet and changed clothes. Not to forget he also prepared a change of clothes for Marcell. Since it is Saturday and the office is off, Vanya prepares casual clothes for Marcell.

By applying a little thin makeup, Vanya came out of her room and walked towards the kitchen. Because it was past nine, he just wanted to make a simple breakfast. Considering his body still feels weak due to Marcell's game earlier.

No need to take a long time, three beef sandwich is ready on the table. In addition, Vanya also prepared a cup of coffee for Marcell and two glasses of warm white milk for himself and Danish.

After putting all the breakfast on the table, Vanya immediately went into the other room. He plans to wake up Danish for breakfast.

*clek

He could see a tiny figure sleeping on his stomach on the big bed. The corner of his lips lifted up looking at the peaceful face of the little boy. As if there were no burdens at all. Besides where is there a little boy of many minds? There was only Vanya's mind.

He approached the left side of the bed and sat on the edge. Seeing the child of his best friend who was fast asleep, made Vanya unconsciously raise his right hand. He stroked Danish's black mane.

Still imprinted in his memory when he was still old like Danish. Since childhood, he always helped the mother of the home to take care of her younger siblings. Even that goes on to this day. It had never occurred to him that it would become like this.

Soon he got rid of the bad thoughts that were in his head.

'This is my destiny. However I will live it with all my heart, ' said Vanya in his heart. He always put those words in his heart. So that he does not complain and is always grateful for what God has given him.

"Danish?" call Vanya while stroking her hair.

"Danish, wake up baby." Vanya repeated while shaking Danish's tiny body.

Eunght ....

Looks Danish started to squirm a little. Not giving up, Vanya tried to wake the child up. Until after thirty minutes passed finally Danish is now handsome and ready for breakfast. Both of them rushed to the dining table.

"Is mommy not here yet, Aunty?" danish asked as he was already sitting on the chair with the help of Vanya.

"It doesn't seem like it yet, baby. Why why anyway? Are you saturated here?" ask Vanya while helping Danish chop up his sandwiches to make them easy to eat.

"Yes, Aunty. I usually go with my mommy to the cafe" replied Danish.

"Hallo, Boy," Marcell's heavy voice was heard greeting the boy. Making Vanya and Danish turn their gaze towards Marcell who was currently walking towards them.

Upon arrival at the dinner table, Marcell took a seat to the left of the Danish. Because Vanya is currently sitting to the right of the Danish.

"Em, Marcell?" call Vanya.

"Hm,"

"Will I go to the parlour after delivering Danish?" ask Vanya.

Hearing that, Marcell turned to look at Vanya.

"Replace? You want to go to the parlor?" Vanya just nodded her head hearing the question from Marcell. Then Marcell gave a small nod and continued his breakfast.

"Don't come home too late. Tonight accompany me to one of my colleagues' events" said Marcell. Vanya scrunched her forehead hearing the words.

"What means? Where's?" ask Vanya curiously.

"My old friend's birthday party. The event was in one of his villas on the North coast" said Marcell.

"Tonight? What time?" ask Vanya.

"The show starts at ten,"

"All right,"

They continued their breakfast show. Without any chat means there are only babbles from Danish and Marcell while Vanya only listen and occasionally chimed.

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somewhere else

Seen a man who is still sleeping in a prone position without using a superior. Only using his bokser. wing tattoo on the nape of his neck, and some on his arm make the male body look macho. The sunlight that entered through the gap of the curtain in his window did not make the man disturbed. Until the loud noise from his phone made him squirm.

*tring

tringg

tringg*

Lazily he fumbled his nightstand and grabbed his cell phone.

"Hm" his hoarse voice sounded as he raised the call.

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