Married Boss Possessive
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After carrying out that short marriage Rama, brought the woman who had just legitimately become his old wife back to the brescout. Of course, by the order of the master.

“After dropping him off hurry Back.”  Garra says.

Rama also said politely to the old man to immediately bring the girl who had just become Garra's mistress.

“Let's come with me.” Rama said to Maira with a nod of his head.

Maira understood that speech immediately following Rama's steps. Like a duckling, Maira walked right behind Rama.

Rama did what he used to do to his boss, opening the door for mistress Garra. Pulling the gas pedal slowly Rama spurs on the streets to bring his old girl back to the brescout.

Their journey was silent with no sound other than the engine of a car. Maira's mouth was itching to ask. But, given the sahutan of Rama

judes made Maira doubt his intentions.

A gripping situation is not. Silent and silent.

The originally lancerous road slowly became so dense as it entered the city center, the various red lights they passed in addition to the successive accidents on the streets upset Rama himself.

“Wah jammed once.” Maira mutters. But Rama could hear it.

“I think your master is tired of waiting.” Maira continued to say. Because their journey takes a lot of time even though Rama has tried to divide the streets only

they got unlucky maybe.

It is very difficult this situation.

“It's been almost an hour, but we're still on the streets. Is your master not going to rampage.” Maira tried to talk.

“This is the first time I'm late.” The spontaneous Rama.

Again Rama had to go by defending the jammed afternoon road. Unfortunately it is only the hope and expectations of Rama alone. The reality is much different.

The crowded road was hampering the speed of their cars.

It's a fucking situation.

Time passes by so quickly that it cannot be prevented. Now both of them had just entered the brescout area as darkness stopped by for time

Samar can be seen a person in a suit of suits leaning against the door of the flying vehicle, the helicopter. Look at the moving car.

Until the BMW car stopped not far from the helicopter parking that had just landed. Might as well.

The handsome man reached into his pocket with a cigarette in his mouth.

Turning on the gold-colored macis then burned a cigarette in the pinch between the two slightly blackened male lips.

The cigarette smoke puffed out perfectly along with the gusts from Gara's mouth.

Rama got out of the car. He knew he had made a mistake. That made his boss wait until he was upset.

“Sorry boss, the streets are jammed and some places have accidents. Very solid earlier.” Clearly Rama is down.

Garra walked down the helicopter stairs. He passed by Rama who was standing not far from the car.

Garra's hand opened the passenger seat car door. Strange sight, the girl was fast asleep.

“You can go.” Garra says. Rama immediately left the place by riding a hellykopter. The wind was strong but there was none

the movement that happened to Garra. Wow as hard as a rock is not.

Garra raised Maira's body entering the mansion with a luxurious and elegant design. It's like a castle house.

Lay the girl down slowly on the king-sized bed.

This is Maira's predicate.

Until the night got late, Maira realized from her deep sleep. He did not see anyone in the room with minimal lighting.

“Where are the residents of this house.” Maira muttered her eyes.

Guys parking lot okay don't forget

Ig: Pzaima