The Devil JOVE's
126. Khilaf The Opium

After performing a short ritual in the bathroom, Jove takes Casandra out of the room. Suddenly he felt hungry.

"Jove?"

"Hmmm," ....

"I ... can't cook," said Casandra, grimacing in embarrassment. He then turned his head, looking intently at the handsome man who continued to hold his hand. "If you ask me to make food, make sure tonight is the last night you live in the world. Really!"

Jove chuckles. She wrapped her hands around Casandra's waist as they were about to step out of the elevator. While walking to the kitchen, Jove tells his future wife that he can make his own food without the help of others.

"I'm not a spoiled human like you, Cassey. It is a very small thing for the stomach. So you don't have to worry" said Jove. "After all, I won't be able to allow your delicate skin to be exposed to hot oil either. You'll sit with me later."

"It's a mockery or a form of male affection for his future wife, Jove? Why does it sound a little strange yes," protested Casandra a bit annoyed when he was called a spoiled man. Yes, although in reality Casandra is a spoiled child, but it does not necessarily happen on his own will. During this time the movement of Casandra is very limited, including also in terms of independence. So don't blame yourself for not being able to do anything. Just blame her father for always treating her so possessively. Huh.

"Mad or not, I still love you. Not being able to cook is not a yardstick for a woman to be loved. It's just an added plus if it's true you can cook. Otherwise, the bodo. What do I care about that. I have so much money. I just have to find a famous chef, then all these problems are done," said Jove responded that Casandra was offended by his words. Then he whispered. "It's not your cooking skills that I care about, but your body wobbles while playing in bed. And you're the champion."

Bluuussshhh

Casandra's face immediately flushed like a tomato when she heard vulgar whispers coming out of Jove's mouth. Embarrassed, Casandra strongly pinched her waist. He dared not look at Jove as this man chuckled.

"If I'm being shy like this, I want to go into the bathroom again. Want to accompany no?" goda Jove just before arriving at the kitchen door. He then shook his hands when there were some servants who wanted to come closer.

"Don't be crazy, Jove. Forgot if you just forced me to ... for ....

"For what, hm?"

"Emm that, I ....

"I'm what, Cassey?"

Plaaakkk

"Ck, basic omes. Can't you please don't talk weird to me? No shame on you, Jove!" annoyed Casandra when he could not stand the temptation constantly. Immediately he clapped Jove's arm to cover up the embarrassment that almost penetrated the crown. It's so late for this guy. Huh.

Instead of stopping, Jove instead deliberately pulled Casandra's face to face him and kissed her lips long ago. This time there was no l*matan because Jove remembered the corner of Casandra's lips was being wound.

"Say you want to cook?" whispered Casandra while pulling back her head. He was afraid he could not control himself. It is not funny that Casandra suddenly turned aggressive by mengamp*sa Jove in the kitchen.

"Eating you seems much more filling" Jove said. He then guides Casandra to sit in the kitchen pantry, not letting her touch anything. "Just sit down and accompany me. Okay?"

"Alright, coercive master." Casandra rolled her eyes puffed. He then smiled faintly as Jove walked towards the refrigerator. "Jove will definitely look more handsome if you are cooking. Hmmm, I can't wait to see the action. Hehe,"

While Jove was busy picking vegetables in the refrigerator, Franklin came over with a cell phone. Casandra who saw that was just silently watching. His position was quite far away, so he chose to wait for Jove to tell him what happened.

"Master, Madam called." Franklin said as he handed the phone to his boss.

"Those nights?" sahut Jove's. Soon he put the vegetables back in the fridge and then took the cell phone out of Franklin's hand. Jove then took a slow breath before starting to speak. "Hello, Mommy. What was? Everything's fine, isn't it?"

The grip of the phone in Jove's hand strengthened as soon as she heard the cause of the mother's call. Perhaps if it was someone else, that person would definitely soar in excitement after receiving this kind of news. But Jove is different. He just kept quiet while displaying an unfathomable expression. Even Franklin, who was standing next to him, was curious as to what he might be, but he did not have the courage to ask.

"Thank you very much because I told you about this news. It's night, Mother rest. Okay?" jove said after being silent for a long time.

"alright sweetheart. If there is no obstruction tomorrow morning after Mom trains Kiara, we will come to the mansion. Good night, sweetie."

"Good night back, Mother."

Jove immediately turned off the call and walked over to Casandra. As soon as he arrived, in his gaze fixed the face of a beautiful woman who was staring at him full of curiosity.

"What's up, Jove? What did Aunt Rose say?" ask Casandra curiously. Seeing this man's cold reaction, it seemed like something bad had happened. Might as well.

"Tomorrow we're married!" sahut Jove without further ado.

"Haihhh, get married again. I told you to wait until Pamela gives us the information, and then you can talk about marriage. Don't be so impatient, Jove. Think about the fate of our children. Do you want a kid with a giant spec?" casandra said while holding hands to respond to the wishes of Jove who was again busy inviting her to marry.

"Pamela says there's nothing we need to fear anymore if we want to get married. Our blood fits!"

"Oh, good then!"

And as soon as Casandra finished talking, her body suddenly stiffened. He then looked in disbelief at Jove as soon as he realized the meaning of her words.

"W-did you just say, Jove? D-d-blood do we match?"

Jove nodded. Seeing Casandra's shock reaction to make her mouth open wide, making Jove could not bear to not kiss her lips. He then moved his hand asking that Franklin not interfere with their activities just yet. Franklin, responding to it, rushed out of the kitchen. His lips seemed to singleness smile, also felt relieved after knowing that his boss could marry the woman who owned the rare blood.

"There's no reason for you to refuse to marry me. Right?" whispered Jove then licked the scar on the corner of Casandra's lips. He then fused their fists. "Cassey, you'll soon be all mine. Are you happy?"

"Don't I ever be yours since that night?" sahut Casandra blushed a little when she mentioned about the incident in the car where she lost her virginity. "But I'm happy because soon I'll get a clear status. So if you rape me, I won't feel embarrassed anymore. Hehe,"

"I never raped you,"

"Then what's the proper mention of all your actions so far?"

"Just a little khilaf." Jove smiled. "The philaph that makes me addicted."

"Can I put you to bed? Your mouth really has no brakes, Jove. Wonder!" casandra.

"Earn. You are free to do so from now on" said Jove.

Casandra clucking. He smiled, relieved at the good news he had just heard. Remembering their goal of coming to the kitchen, Casandra asks Jove to finish her work immediately. It's late, it's time for them to rest.

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