Married Boss Possessive

Married Boss Possessive
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Garra sat leisurely in front, and Rama focused his gaze


her with sharp. For a distance of 20 meters


samar vague Rama saw the same car, stepping on the accelerator, increasing the speed of the car, with his face


that serious.


Temporary.....


 In Bian's car


and Maira had yet to realize that, the conversation between the two was still like


ordinary.


Maira took the medicine while she was still in the car


with Bian.


“Same aunt news about how.” Maira asked after taking a sip


water from the bottle.


Bian's face became tense, raising both eyebrows


fold your lips in for a while.


“Good ko, everything is good aja.” Bian smiled


without wrinkles in the eyes. Looks like coercion


“Bian we hope, but can still be friends right.” Legitimate


Maira replied with a look of pity.


Hope Bian can accept the things that overflow him. Remembering Bian's words that were not in the maira gubris at that time.


Maira, who was Bian's girlfriend in high school, knows


the situation about Bian's life. And until now where Maira just wants to


ascertain something.


“I least want to make people worry about you, don't


love me with that look." Bian said with a tone of dislike.


Then because he wanted to change the atmosphere he finally stared


the rearview mirror, with an annoyed look. When glancing around doesn't make Bian that much


sirih, but when his memory has returned to calm then Bian realized that


it was Garra the monster's car


“May, if currently the person you most do not want to meet


who.” Taya Bian prepares hands on the gas pedal.


“Of course Garra.” Maira cuek, unconscious in the car


Garras.


“Good.” Sahut Bian pulls the gas pedal, making a distance that


far away so that they do not meet each other, and this is where the king of the streets can be


specify.


Plugging gas in the streets, which is fairly dense, makes Maira


staring annoyed with Bian did not understand, his hands began to hold the hand grib,


his memories with Garra while in the car make Maira want to vomit.


“Bian you what the hell is.” If it's Garra, Maira can't


talk or ask, then different things with Bian. Maira can even curse, though,


with words expressed his fear.


“Bian you are crazy.” Maira said in annoyance.


“Bian I want you to stop.” Shouted Maira without in Sanggau


Bian at all.


Realizing that the car in Maira's ride is getting faster, the,


Bian's focus was unshakeable, his eyes getting sharper


estimate the distance to avoid. A chase on the street happened, too,


bian's car horn incessantly sounds so that the rider in front


pulled car. Because of this, both actions are many riders who


nagging, some even recorded it and also reported to the police, both of whom went to the police force they saw. Skid action not even a few cars that they


reluctance to make the body of the car is not smooth anymore.


Not only got there, the two cars broke through the lights


red, until many drivers fall. Maira is getting upset with


bian's action, Maira's eyes caught the glance of Bian's eyes in the middle rearview, Bian's eyes,


Maira turned her eyes, understanding Bian's words and actions, to


maira's worries crept into her heart.


“You've run so far, I don't want to go to tangkep.” Legitimate


Maira looked at Bian who immediately looked at the smile on the corner of her lips.


“Okay ayok us, wild race. Never been.” Bian


stepping on the gas pedal.


The pursuit continues. Rama stared with a look


sharp, the car was racing again at a pace, now Rama began not to care about


the road, if the one who started the mess was Bian, then this time it was Rama


who began to take seriously the actions of his cousin Bian.


Garra looked unconcerned, and was still staring at her iPad with


calm, uninterrupted even though Rama drove on the streets at full speed.


 “You want me to make


race area.” Syndicant Garra was getting upset


“Sorry boss, but it looks like they realize they're on


chase.” Rama remained calm


“Make this a wild race area, don't make me lose


footprint.” Sahut Garra believed in Rama completely.


The speed of the car that Rama drives is right beyond reason,


like assuming his life was worthless because Garra's words just made


rama looks very creepy with a strange smile on his face.


While in Bian's car, Maira looks very panicked. Where is


he repeatedly monitored the increasingly uncontrollable pace of Garra's car, early on


his Tarik ulur but who would have thought on the next footing Rama's car led in


wild racecourses, even many police cars started patrolling from 300 yards


meters, to catch the perpetrator who wreaked havoc along the way.


But for a businessman like Garra, it's just


like ants, which have no important role.


The direction of Garra's car that tried to block the road in order to get the car


Bian stopped, but unfortunately did not stop Bian instead stuck the gas pedal


and drove with madness hit several other riders to the car


fortune hit me hard several times.


“Bian, enough. If it was for me you could stop


now.” Maira said, bleeding