Married Boss Possessive
Gaun

"This crazy guy is God."

With fear mixed with annoyance Maira began to take off her towel.

But, just now Maira displayed a slight cleavage Garra instantly turned her face away.

"You can change your clothes there." Turned back to Maira

Maira's face was momentarily confused. But without a second thought Maira immediately picked up her dress and ran to the dressing room.

"*Daddy! P*when there are many women who dress more skimpy in front of me. What's with me seeing her make my chest a heart spot. "

"Don't make me wait long" Gaara said, tailing the tip of his eyes to see the maira running.

"Basic bawdy. She thought I was a lady entertainer."

Change clothes as quickly as possible. Maira hopes that she does not disappoint Garra with her performance.

Somehow such thoughts came to Maira's mind.

While wearing her dress Maira struggles to pull res leting on the back of her dress.

What else is God. All his gifts told me. Trying pulling res leting behind the dress.

Surrender, and finally Maira decided to ask for Garra's help.

Shortly after, Maira came out of the changing room, approaching Garra with a shy face.

Right standing next to Garra with a look of the face in the other direction.

"What's up.? Looked at Maira with an upward view.

"I'm having trouble buttoning up my dress. Help me out." Deflecting Garra to display the white and smooth back.

Garra stared for a moment at Maira's back with the gaze of her eagle.

"If I don't want to how.?

"Yes, I'm going to ask Rama for help." slightly irritated face with a tone of judes.

"Just try, I'll help prepare the grave with one hole, then plant you live alive." threatened Garra who stood up to raise the rest of Maira's dress slowly.

Hearing Garra's threat, Maira fell silent and held her breath.

When Garra finished putting together the rest of Maira's dress she played a few moments of her finger on Maira's neck.

Maira was amused as Garra did just that. Feeling increasingly embarrassed about his face, he decided to stay away from Garra.

Unfortunately, Maira's movement lost quickly with Garra, not to mention that he moved Garra difficult first to hold Maira's wrist.

"Since I helped you run away." looked at Maira in annoyance.

"Then what should I do.? pulling the wrist with the sarcasm.

"Help me to button my shirt." pulled Maira closer to her chest.

"Geez what a broken hand."

"I think your hands are fine." looked at Garra's hands.

"I've helped you, you should have helped me too."

"Button my shirt." break up.

With a little feeling forced Maira buttoned Garra's clothes. Maira's face blushed when she saw the chest of Garra's field with her torn bread.

"What kind of exercise you're so diligent you can have torn bread" noticed so intensely.

"You know." With a rogue glint Garra held Maira's hair.

"I'm just curious." Starting with the fog.

"Am I not the woman's dream man." speak with pride.

"Ah, I want to correct a little. It doesn't seem like all women." tighten Garra's buttons.

"You've got a lover out there." Garra's face started to get displeased.

"Is that important now." Maira's gaze looked down not daring to look into Garra's already sharp eyes.

"You're my wife, as long as you're married to me you better keep your distance from any man you mean your brother." holding Maira's chin up a little vigorously.

Maira's face looked frightened with a look of wanting to hide.