Married Boss Possessive

Married Boss Possessive
coups


That afternoon Garra and Rama were already in the city of Z where they were about to stage a coup with an oil mine that was supposed to be purely managed under the group's Wiliam stake.


Their journey takes 5-6 hours from the city of Flescot.


Their journey using aircraft under the auspices of the group william shares. There Garra rushed to the site of the oil mine, seeing firsthand the situation. And it is true that the sea that is a producer of petroleum has been partially managed by pt xeone.


"Damn it, they're really testing my patience." Standing on top of the oil building gazed from above, his face was completely unfriendly after he saw so many unfilled tonks


Garra's face exposed to direct sunlight added to her good looks, like seeing the god.


 The arrival of Garra is not without reason, he went to the city of Z because he wanted to negotiate with the oil thief his property.


In a room Garra was sitting with her legs folded, her gaze sharp on a messenger from PT. xeone named Bian.


Rama stands beside Garra the boss's chair with her eagle eyes . While Bian sat in Garra's front seat with several bodyguards standing with firearms behind him.


"It turns out you know, too, how to do business." stared at the bodyguards who were standing smartly with guns behind Bian.


"I don't want to die silly, get an invitation from you there's an honor, but that's not good news. They're just gonna take care of it."


"After you steal, you want to kill the owner." asked Garra without further ado.


"Could you please explain where my fault lies." said Bian casually.


"You think all your bodyguards can fire their bullets at me, even I doubt it's just for the fur on my body." advancing his shoulders neared Bian's face with both hands propping up on the table.


Looking for a moment with intes without blinking pay attention to the type of weapon that is being held by several Bian guards. "North Korea's Type 88 is similar to the Soviet-era AK-74, but the population is shorter." Detailed Rama explained the type of weapon that was held by Bian's bodyguard.


Garra glanced with a horrified look before she lowered her head then picked up something underneath and she placed it on the front desk of Bian." Night hawk costom. You know what this means. ? smooth grin.


Garra's face drew closer to Bian's face, which began to look depressed, whispering something that only Bian could hear. " That means I'm in the lead." Garra's cliche laugh exploded momentarily in unison with a straight shot beside Bian's ear.


"hahhaha hahhha hahhahaha." -.""""


Throw Bian's eyes clearly see the rate of decay that passes a few inches from his facial hair even he scratches a little Bian's ear because of the heat of the decay.


Bian goes to great lengths to swallow his salivinga, he is astonished by Garra a boss without fear of the law, because the great income in the country is a possessive Garra william boss.


Shortly before Bian really mastered himself, his guards pointed weapons at Garra and Rama. Unfortunately one snap of Rama's fingers made them all have to lower their weapons because they have been surrounded by 100 special forces.


"I just took what was part of me" said Bian, who was left with his bodyguards.


Garra stared at Bian's signature on a piece of paper on an inter-regional agreement, in which Bian must return 40% of his income from oil processing starting next month. only then will Bian and his entire family be safe