WHO ARE YOU

WHO ARE YOU
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"Haha... Haha...!" Morgan, laughing out loud saw Marcus getting bad luck in a matter of minutes.


Plaque!


Not Marcus, slapping Morgan's cheek but Camelia. "I'm adding yours didn't wake up to 3 months, feel you!" Speak with a sharp grin.


Morgan, rubbed his face violently and swallowed his own saliva. "What!My sweet lady is second to none, where it might be even more. It's not my fault, but Marcus defied my words. Miss, don't drive me crazy over this".


"Shut up! Or I'll tell you all your secrets, in front of the cactus". Threatening Camelia, while pressing Morgan's chest field, her face looks very angry. "You're nothing, play kidnap I keep getting your problems involved".


"My sweet lady, Lord Marcus, who is adamant about challenging the fate of her life. He was so arrogant because never would his misfortune, come to him alone". Morgan said, half whispering in fear of hearing Marcus and the others.


"Deliver! Don't touch me, Morgan! I'm gonna throw this shit at you, at me, my lover". Threaten Camelia, straight out Morgan's ears strongly."Besides, what does her bad luck have to do with me, you think I'm human?"


"Aaukka.... Ssshhhhttt...Miss, sorry! I'm not gonna do this, I swear!" Morgan, grimacing in pain in his ear. Yes, I'm afraid to be scolded by Mr. J. Abrams. "My sweet lady, if someone just met you, it would be bad luck. The proof is me, Ardan and the cactus. Ee... I mean Marcus, he's mispronouncing the guy again".


"Quick! Take me home from here, yo!" Camelia, fretting at Morgan's ear while walking towards the outer door.


"Yes, we're going home, miss. Yeah, we're home". Morgan, resigned and according to his words. The problem is over, isn't it? All right, I'm bringing home your lover, Mr. JJ Abrams. My pride was trampled on, treated like a little boy.


Marcus, rubbing his face to see Camelia and Morgan leaving his residence. "Where are you going, huh? Wanting to run away that fast, having finished killing my fish".


Marcus, instantly blocks Camelia's arm and pulls her closer to her body. "You have to compensate for what you did, Miss. It's good to run away without caring about everything, as if nothing happened"


Nah..Well...This is the problem, why do I want to run away from here? Apparently the cactus didn't let me just walk away, all this was Morgan's fault.Camelia's inner heart, clenched her teeth toward Morgan's whiny."Hehehe....Don't compensate me, your fish are very expensive. I don't accept my money replacing everything, ask Morgan. Didn't he, have brought me this far in your troubles?" Camelia's boyfriend, smiling as sweetly as possible.


He's... It seems to attract this woman, she likes money even though she is rich. Marcus's mind, she's smiling."Oh, I don't need your money, miss. But, you in exchange for the loss". While gently stroking her long hair, Camelia.


"Master cactus, I mean my Mr. Marcus. I don't know anything about this, your sweet time with me. Come on, let go of this poor woman". Camelia said, blinking her eyes a few times. Holy hooch! My mouth cannot be compromised, still misspoke and say it.


You insolent Morgan, dragged me into your trouble and her. Then, he wanted me to make amends for his ugly fish.Batin Camelia, staring intently at the crooked Morgan looking around.


 "Don't say much, this day and so on go where I go". Marcus, pull Camelia's hand out.


"ee... Morgan, help me! You gotta take me home, I got a lot of work. Morgan's! Morgan's! Damn you Morgan, casanova retires you! Yours won't wake up forever, Morgan!" Shouted Camelia, trying to escape Marcus's clutches.


Morgan, eager to help Camelia who Marcus brought into his car. However, he was held by Marcus's men could not dwell anymore.


Camelia, forced to get in the car with Marcus beside her.


"Hey! What are you doing, Marcus? Let go of me, get off!" Camelia, shaking her head looking at the handcuffs in Marcus' hands.


"How come, miss, where can you not go anymore? For my hands and your hands are united in these handcuffs. From now on you will be my lover, according to what I say". Whisper Marcus, feel his breath in Camelia's ear.


"Aaaarrggh.... Ssshhhhttt...It hurts so much, let go of your pinch! Aarghh... The pain!" Marcus, rubbing the part that Camelia pinched.


The pinch marks on his stomach turned blue for a moment, still feeling sore.


"Feel that, so don't backlash me, Marcus. How will I do if I go to the toilet? While my hands are handcuffed like this, fuck you". Grumpy Camelia, throw your face out the car window.


"Just calm down, I'll come inside and see it". Marcus, chuckling amusedly while looking down.


"Essum! Are you a woman too, just like Morgan?" Camelia, the replex hit Marcus's arm.


"Damn it, can't you not hit me and pinch me. Keep your rough hands off this body of mine, lucky you are my lover now. Otherwise, I'm throwing you out of this car". Whisper Marcus, pulling Camelia's arm into his arms.


However, the scene is wrong because Camelia directly pushes Marcus' head. "Ckckl...You think I'm gonna fall in your arms, don't you? Oh, it's an old trick aka mode and I wasn't fooled by you".


"Damn it, my head hit the windshield you're the most rude woman I've ever met. One more thing, I'm not that Morgan-like woman". Marcus, rubbing her hair that Camelia pulled.


Marcus' men, holding back his laughter when the boss loses to a woman. Sometimes Marcus's hair, pulled by Camelia, is added to the pinch. If Marcus, he wants to kiss Camelia's cheek secretly. Again getting a hard slap on his arm, not left behind the deadly pinch from Camelia.


"Oh, will I beat you up? How dare you, want to kiss me!". Camelia, clenching her neck and ready to pounce on her prey.


"Awluck....Sick, let me go! release, hair! Aaaarrggh... Stop your pinching, stop it!". Shouted Marcus, getting a pinch.


Bugh....


Bughh..


Bughh...


Camelia, too, chastised all out using a bag found in the back seat. Marcus, getting hit in a row trying to dodge and protect his head.


"Hey... Stop, Camelia! Why are you, possessed? Stopit! I surrender!". Marcus shouts, missing all his cruelty at the hands of Camelia.


Marcus, bored with his breathing fends off every slap from Camelia and avoids her pinch.


Her body was already bluish-red, because Camelia's little pinch was so terrible.


Camelia, snarling with Marcus unwilling to give him the key to take off his handcuffs. Getting angry again, Marcus threw the key out the car window and fell on the road.


Camelia, immediately act decisively and beat up all-out against Marcus. He gave no chance to his enemies to fight or to avoid.


Camelia, wiping her sweat soaked her face. Satisfied to beat Marcus, who was helplessly leaning from exhaustion.