Married Boss Possessive

Married Boss Possessive
bitter weaving


 “You are right, I am a girl named Maira larasati, a new designer will widen


wing.” Firmly Maira while putting on a riveting smile.


Maira put her hands together in front of her stomach to


interlocked, looking smart with confidence brings Maira more and more


seen in a different way.


“And about the photo of Mr. Garra, sorry because at that time my handpone was on the plow with someone who


very less work, so his prank is outrageous”sahut Maira smiled


featuring a neat row of teeth with an emphasis-filled voice in each


his word.


Turning from the elegant Maira, Sasha's figure was no less


charming and graceful it began to move to attract attention.


The beautiful Paras, like that model, walked up to Maira,


the legitimate but secretive wife was silent stiff but looked fine.


Sasha releases Garra's hand which is tightly wrapped around her waist


hers, patting a glimpse of Garra's shoulder and then walking towards Maira.


“Originally you know that this Maira will make dresses


on my birthday later.” Grasping Maira's hand. “ He deliberately invited me, because


all talking about dresses, birthdays I will just count days.” Obviously Sasha maraup Maira's shoulder


smilingly.


Maira returned Sasha's smile, looking at her with a glance


then back to justifying Sasha's words.


“That's right, what Miss Sasha.” has said Strictly Maira


I threw my eyes at the reporters


“I'm glad miss Sahsa used my services as


designer birthday dress later.” Sahut Maira spoke with a gaze full of ambition.


The two of them smile at each other, no matter who among them


who feels relief or tightness in the chest?


Garra's gaze could not be separated from Sasha who looked very


that adult. Well the gaze of a person filled with longing.


“Do you know if Mr. Garra is married.” Ask wrongly


one female journalist.


“Oh of course, it's all inseparable from my permission


give.” Sasha glanced at Garra who was smiling


“Your very generous once.” Praise a journalist


“There's a rumor that says you don't want to be published, then


why now you stand proudly as the fiancee of the boss master.” Ask wartwan


the other is getting more intense


“I did not say come as his fiancee right.” Utterance


that makes a person back to harden his jaw in seconds


Whatdoes thatmean?


“Sorry when I'm not much, besides the reporters


fluffy is waiting.” Sasha is clearly moving.


Speech by speech makes maira's eyes water, occasionally


he breathed so that his breath would decrease. Maira glanced at garra


occasionally made him want to immediately hug the man who was staring at Sasha


that's.


“Oh, Maira did you ride in a private car.” Sasha asked stop


step over


“If not, what if we just leave.” Rhyme


Sahsa awaits Maira's reply.


Smiled innocently before Maira answered Sahsa's words.


“I have a car drive ko, you said you want to go to fluffy restaurant


don't, we'll meet there.” Clearly Maira turned around.


Maira's legs were trembling, in her memories she always had a face


Garra who kept staring at Sasha even blinked, probably not.


The more haste gesa Maira stepped, until she lost leaning


on one of the great pillars to hide his already defunct self


can hold back the tears that will spill.


It was obvious Maira sobbed, silencing her mouth with a second


hands to make his voice inaudible.


Hiks hiks took a breath for a moment and exhaled


violently to neutralize the pain in his chest.


Maira hit her chest hard that felt tight for


some time, again neutralize the pain that is in the chest. Until someone


thrusting cold water on her, the smell of the typical perfume made Maira scatter into the


the hug of his best friend