Living With My Lady Boss

Chapter 35

Shelby’s head was bowed, her tone feeble as she asked, “Wilbur, are you and Miss Faye married?”

“No,” Wilbur said, sitting up.

“What are you two, then?”

“Colleagues.”

After Shelby heard his reply, she sat down next to Wilbur on his bed. She leaned towards him, the front of her dress falling to expose her cleavage and her fair, smooth legs.

“Wilbur, I’m really grateful for you but… I don’t know what I should do. You don’t think I’m a bad person, do you?” Shelby looked at Wilbur.

Wilbur took in the sight of a pitiful–looking Shelby gazing at him. “We can talk in the living room. This isn’t very appropriate.”

Yet just then, Shelby inched even closer. She was practically running against Wilbur’s body as she cooed, Wilbur, I need some comfort. Can you make me feel better?”

It was the middle of the night, and there was a beauty practically throwing herself at Wilbur. Any other man would have found it hard to resist.

then, Wilbur could

off the bed at once. “Let’s talk

teeth before

roared, “What are you doing?” He pushed Shelby away as

had a vice grip on Wilbur while she tugged and ripped at his clothes insistently. Wilbur flared up in

turned and came to the living room before turning

ripped most of her pajamas to show a great deal of skin. She screamed and sobbed, rushing out

confused. He had no idea what had just

the stairs sleepily, before taking in the

either, but I don’t think

down at once, trying to get him to calm

emotions, before describing

in shock after listening

doubt. Shelby,

no one to rely on. Why did she have to do

still contemplating, Wilbur said, “Someone’s trying to

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trying to do that?” Faye