Severo Laris.
Angelo’s eyes narrowed, “What are you doing here?”
Paula Rouco looked away from Severo Laris.
Severo Laris had stood in front of her, anger burning in his eyes, but trying to contain it.
Try not to be mean to her.
The lump in the man’s throat stirred and he looked down, his dark eyes fixed on her, and he said coldly, “Is it fun to run?”
Angelo faced Severo Laris with a handful of Paulita at his side.
Angelo is usually a bit of a bungler, but when push comes to shove, he is undeterred.
The blood of the men of The Vasconcellos Family is inherited in his bones, bold and unafraid to pick a fight.
“I’m the one who brought Paulita to play, we play to the races, what’s in your way?”
Severo Laris’ gaze remained steady on Paula Rouco’s face, not looking at anyone else from the start.
Even as he answered Angelo’s question, his gaze was on Paula Rouco, his voice clear and strong as he said, “As long as she’s doing things to hurt herself, doing dangerous things, she’s in my way and I’m going to take care of it.”
Angelo frowned and recalled impatiently, “Severo Laris, have you forgotten that you and Paulita broke up some time ago?”
“Between me and her, there’s no breakup.
Just widowed.
As he said this, Severo Laris’ gaze met Angelo’s with a straight, dull look.
The eyes, a strong, unquestioning, overbearing dominance.
Angelo snorted coldly and said, “If you say you didn’t break, you didn’t break, do you think Paulita is a mannequin doll? I’m telling you Severo Laris, with me around, don’t you dare bully Paulita!”.
Angelo lands a jab.
Severo Laris caught the blow viciously, slicing through the air and grabbing Angelo’s guarded wrist.
The air was filled with provocation and the instant flame of war as the two men looked at each other with powdered eyes.
Paula Rouco, who had been standing behind Angelo, said with a frown and a light tone, “If you want to fight, find a place to fight long enough.”
And then Paula Rouco walked over to the race car and said, “Angelo, you’re still not going?”
Angelo hooked his thin lips triumphantly at Severo Laris and walked away from the latter’s shackles, deliberately tapping him on the shoulder as he passed.
“An ex-boyfriend is an ex-boyfriend after all, you should carry your own weight.”
Angelo approached the race car, suddenly wrapped his arms around Paula Rouco’s waist, lowered his head and dropped a kiss, soft and polite, on Paula Rouco’s cheek.
Paula Rouco is slightly stunned and frowns.
Angelo, however, was provocative, holding his helmet with one hand and opening the race car door with the other, saying, “Diosa, por favor.”
Paula Rouco gave him a blank stare.
But Angelo has always been uninhibited and Paula Rouco, who has played with him since he was a child, knows his temperament so well that it is not surprising.
And the scene was complete in the eyes of Severo Laris.
The man’s long, slender fingers, which hung down the side of his suit pants, closed and clenched into fists.
Slight pain in his temples.
Held back to the limit.
Paula Rouco was about to get into the car when Severo Laris came striding over, scooped her up in his arms and headed for the black Maybach.
Paula Rouco struggled, “Severo Laris, what are you doing?”
“It’s not safe to run, get down, fight, okay, but only if you keep that life.”
“…”
Angelo stepped forward to settle the score with Severo Laris, and several of his bodyguards immediately barred his way.
Severo Laris was already holding the person in his arms, crouched down, and climbing into the car.
Angelo gritted his teeth and watched the black Maybach drive off before immediately getting into the race car himself.
Go after her.
And Cabeza and his men, who were surrounded by bodyguards, still didn’t understand the situation and said, “Who are you, do you know who’s in charge at the Ansan racetrack?”
Salvino glared, tucked a business card into the collar of his racing suit and said, “Half an hour ago, all the land in Anshan has been bought by the MO Group, and this racetrack of yours now belongs to the MO Group.”
Cabeza froze, not answering for a moment, “What do you mean?”.
Salvino smiled and said kindly, “I mean, now, immediately, right now, you can go fuck yourself.”
“…”
…
Inside the back seat of the black Maybach, Severo Laris hugged Paula Rouco tightly.
Paula Rouco clenches her fists and hits him, struggling, but he doesn’t let go and lets her frolic in his arms.
“Severo Laris, let me out of the car!”
Severo Laris doesn’t flinch.
Behind the Maybach, followed by an extremely fast race car.
The driver looked in the rearview mirror and asked, “Professor Laris, that race car has been following us, what do we do with it?”
“Get rid of it.”
Severo Laris’ driver, who was not just any driver, had been a professional race car driver, and although this Maybach was unmodified, it was extremely good because it was a high-end car, and it was difficult, but not impossible, to shake the car behind him.
Besides, Angelo used to be a bit of a mess, but now that they were on the road, he wasn’t going to ram the Maybach out of selfishness, and if there was an accident, with Paulita still sitting in it, it wouldn’t be a good idea.
The race car paralleled the black Maybach.
Angelo rolled down the window and shouted at the Maybach, “Severo Laris! Stop the car! Do you hear me?”
And the man in the black Maybach was not at all impressed.
The driver stepped on the accelerator, crossed the Angelo and sped down the hill.
…
Arrival in the imperial quarter.
Severo Laris grabs Paula Rouco’s wrist and pulls her out of the car forcefully.
Paula Rouco was about to run away when Severo Laris grabbed her from behind and lifted her onto his shoulders.
The head-first position on the ground made Paula Rouco very uncomfortable.
Her hands clenched into fists and she slapped Severo Laris’ back hard, and her feet kicked Severo Laris.
But it was as if the man was made of wood and did not move at all.
Severo Laris carried the person on his shoulders into the house, opened the door and carried her into the bedroom, where he threw her on the bed.
Paula Rouco gets up from the bed and makes a movement to get up.
Severo Laris’ erect body suddenly bent over, his hands firmly encircled her slender arms, pressing them against the pillows, kneeling on one knee on the bed, contemplating her with a cold, fierce gaze.
“Paula Rouco, don’t ever defy me again.”
She answered him with a laugh, “Are you so quick to reveal yourself? Severo Laris, I don’t want to enjoy your kindness with me, and you have no right to tell me where to go, who to see or what to do.”
Severo Laris’ grip on her wrist grew tighter and tighter, almost crushing her.
Full of anger and jealousy.
He could never be calm in front of her, and he told her, word for word, “Paula Rouco, I can be good to you without limits, but only if you value your life.”
Paula Rouco glared at him and said, “I love to drive a race car.”
Severo Laris was about to explode with anger, he tried to restrain himself and gritted his teeth, his gaze was out of control as he looked at her, his eyes bloodthirsty.
“If you ever do anything that dangerous again I don’t mind tying you to me, not an inch, Paula Rouco, you can try.”
Paula Rouco scoffed, “Do you have time to worry about me, Big Boss Lin, you have a big family now, flying all over the world, you watch me every day, aren’t you afraid the group will collapse?”
“I can’t do anything and spend time with you, if you want to give it a try, give it a try.”