The Conqueror Cassanova
Chapter 41 Again

The car driven by Arga runs at medium speed. At a crossroads, Arga stopped him due to a red traffic light. Given the traffic light was just red when the car will pass, automatically make Arga car stop longer.

Seeing that, Arga used to express his feelings to Vanya. He loosened his handrails in his wheel, turning his gaze to Vanya who was still looking out the window.

''Van?'' call Arga.

''Yes?'' answer Vanya relax. He still looks busy looking out the window that looks there are several hordes of people who crowded a cafe.

''It seems like I like you, Vanya. I can't erase your shadow from my mind, '' said Arga. Hearing that remark made Vanya instantly turn her head. His eyes were wide open to hear Arga's mouth.

*deg

deg*

Vanya's heart rate is beating incoherently. He was so surprised he could hardly believe it.

''What?'' ask Vanya again. He still thinks he might have heard wrong.

''it seems that I love you, Vanya. I can't erase your image from my mind (it looks like I love you, Vanya. I can't erase your shadow from my mind)" Arga said. His eyes stared fixedly at Vanya's hazel eyes bead. While Vanya looks silent while returning Arga's eyes are equally attached. For a moment the two seemed to look at each other for a while until the horn of the car behind Arga's car blew them away.

*Tin ...

Tins* ...

Arga and Vanya looked nervous afterwards. But Arga can hide it perfectly. Vanya could only turn her face out the window.

Until a while later the car arrived in front of a Mansion that was not too big but quite luxurious. Indicates if the owner is a person who is. Maybe it could be in class with Arga or below.

''Thank, Ar-Arga.'' said Vanya. Arga just nodded his head.

''Who's mansion?'' asked Arga when he saw Vanya had turned around to turn the knob of the car door.

''Marcell, '' said Vanya briefly and he got out of the car. It was seen that Vanya pressed the bell beside the big gate there and soon saw a man dressed in security guard opening the door for Vanya.

''The..al!" arga beat him up while hitting his wheel. Then he left the place at high speed, venting the frustration that was inside him.

The Marcell Mansion

After a call from Marcell that was not picked up by Vanya while still at the restaurant, Marcell sent him a message saying if he told Vanya to come to his house. And here is where Vanya is.

''Where's Marcell, Bi?'' ask Vanya to one of the maids there.

''A-there's on a-top, Non.'' Maid replied. Vanya just nodded her head and then stepped her feet towards Marcell's room.

Marcell does have a Mansion that is intended if both parents come here. Both of his parents are currently in France.

As Vanya was about to turn the doorknob of Marcell's room, he heard the voices of the curse coming from inside the room. His clenched hand firmly gripped the handle of the door.

faster baby .. ah ...

continue ... oh .... O. O. oh* ...

''Hajj...ngan! He's been too much. I'm tired of everything." Vanya growled as her two eyes reddened emitting enormous anger.

*h ... ah ...

let's keep ... push ...

I'm almost there .. ah

s...it ... oh* ...

Vanya looked around. His eyes were fixed on an urn beside the door. The jar was not too big but quite heavy in his hands.

He took the antique jar and immediately entered Marcell's room. He saw with his own two eyes Marcell was looking at a woman from behind. It seems that the two humans did not realize that there was someone else who witnessed the depraved actions of the two. With a burning rage, Vanya threw the jar against the wall directly above Marcell and the woman's head.

*Brack....

aaaa*b*......

The sound of the urn was so loud. Even the fragments of the urn hit their po. Both of them were shocked and turned their bodies around.

Marcell and the woman looked surprised at Vanya's arrival.

Vanya just smiled obliquely looking at the woman that Marcell was riding on was Laura Allison. She is one of the models who recently joined the Marcell agency. Vanya is increasingly convinced that the two of them also have a romantic relationship like himself and Marcell. But the difference is their relationship is done secretly. Maybe it was because Laura also did not like such a relationship. The woman always made her body to refine her work in the world of modeling and acting. Maybe that's what Laura did to get into Marcell's agency. Especially considering that Marcell is a female player. Obviously it's impossible to let the kenik.matan just leave.

Vanya could see Marcell frozen to see his arrival. While Laura looked so calm while tightening the grip on the blanket to cover her body.

''Van-vanya? B-how did you come here?'' marcell asked as he took his color and just put it on. Even he forgot the naf.su who had been at the highest peak now just vanished seeing the arrival of Vanya.

''Are you asking me, Marcell? Didn't you ask me to come here yourself, hm?'' asked Vanya who was trying to restrain herself. Marcell still looked like a confused person hearing the remark from Vanya. Then Vanya reached into his phone and showed evidence of missed calls from Marcell's number and a message also sent from Marcell's number.

''I haven't sent you a message.'' said Marcell then a second later he turned towards Laura. Laura gulped roughly looking at Marcell's sharp gaze.

'' Oh so. Which sent me a message, didn't you? That must be YOUR LADY's job, right, Laura?'' asked Vanya while still putting on her forced smile. Both of his hands were criss-crossed in front of his da.danya while staring at the two.

''Why Laura? You want to show your behavior with Marcell in front of me, huh? Ha-ha-ha. Laura, Laura. What do you think I'd be like if you saw your behavior? Saddened?Getting angry? No no no. I will not be provoked by you. Just so you know Laura, Marcell's not gonna stick with one woman. Even before being with you, I had repeatedly caught her with the other women out there. Cc,ck,ck. You are wrong to expect men like Marcell, Laura.'' Vanya said at length to Laura. Laura's red face seemed to hold back the anger and shame caused by Vanya. But he had already put his heart on Marcell. For him Marcell could be an ATM for him.

While Marcell seemed silent a thousand languages heard the words of Vanya.

''Van?''

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