Married Boss Possessive
long night

Rama drove in the darkness of the night. Her thoughts still point to Lord Garra and Miss Maira.

Rama pulled over on the side of the road for a moment. Rubbing his face rough with both of his palms.

"Is miss okay? What about Mr Garra? He must be doing his habit again. Rama mutters.

"cp .... ..." Frutation rama.

Rama was worried about whether to go back to see the state of his master, and make sure that Miss Maira was okay.

But, if he comes back while Miss Maira will be of no use at all if he is there.

For a moment Rama was silent again staring at the increasingly quiet road, then turned on the car engine and passed away.

Maira stared with cold sweat all over.

The face is increasingly pale, is a sign that Maira is really afraid of Garra.

Trying to fight fear. Several times Maira took a slow breath to neutralize the overwhelming fear.

"Go." Garra's cold voice sounded scary.

Raising his head with a sharp look at Maira.

"I said go." Garra's angry shout echoed in every corner of the room.

Maira fell silent stiffly with cold sweat drenching her entire body. Forced swallowing of his salivary that felt hard.

*I have to go, it's time I go*. convince myself

Maira took a few steps back confidently stepping. But a moment later, it stopped. His steps did not continue.

Maira looked back at Garra.this time she looked with a little pity on Garra.

Close his eyes, then clench his two hands firmly.

*Come on Maira, leave this guy right now. Opportunities like this are rare. Remember the opportunity will not come twice*.

Maira opened her eyes again, folded her lips for a moment then she looked at Garra who was looking at her with a sharp gaze.

Garra raised her hand and swung at Maira. Which can be interpreted to make Maira closer to Garra.

Walking stiffly towards Garra with both hands firmly clenched.

*Like his he really uses black magic. Is he doing it to me now*?. walking closer

Close, getting closer to Garra who was sitting on the sofa. Maira forced her lips to smile even though, the tiny lips were being shivered from fear.

Maira's vision became clearer with fresh blood coming out from Garra's jeri. Torn wounds, there is even a glass leftover that is still stuck in some parts of Garra's hand.

Garra let her see and observe the way Maira treated the wounds on her hands.

"I'm not a child of health. But if this is the case, I've had some experience in PMR."

Feeling that Garra is not sure of the medical help she is doing.

"It won't make you an infection or an irritant." *it turns out that the ice secretary can shoot everything. Wow this is meant like a complicated relationship later*.

Garra noticed the intense face of Maira who was treating her with great focus and caution.

"Your blessing isn't bad, like Kindergarten's" noticed Maira wrapped her wound in a bandage.

"I take that as a compliment." said Maira tied a gauze wrapped in Garra's burly hands.

"Hey, you want to break my hand" said expressionlessly.

*She, I want to break both your hands. Let's not waste this expensive stuff*.

"Sorry sir, I only made her bond able to hold the blood out."

"You'll regret it when my hands don't work." Garra whispers with \*\*\*\*\*\*\* in Maira's ear.

Grinding Maira's body heard Garra's words. His hands shook again, his heart racing so much that Garra could hear him.

Maira's heart sounds are getting louder. Garra's voice was like a siren ringing. Making the one who heard it like bad news.

Garra closed her eyes and placed her head on Maira's shoulders.

Maira Merona's face was instantaneous. Too young for him to have heart disease.

*What's wrong with this guy? It was so scary! Now look like a spoiled man*.

Maira looked towards Garra. Smelled of a faded mint shampoo that was so soothing to the mind. Without Maira realizing it she stroked Garra's head gently.

A moment to a second. A second becomes a minute. A minute becomes an hour. An hour went by to be a long night.

Garra also fell asleep on Maira's shoulders. Feeling the tenderness of the handkerchief of the woman he married that afternoon.

Behind the door of the magnificent house, Rama smiled with a look of relief. He felt something good was going to happen in the future. Like getting the treasure he was looking for all this time.

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