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.

could sense that

off the bed at once. “Let’s talk

before

doing?” He pushed Shelby

while she tugged and ripped at his clothes insistently. Wilbur flared up in anger and pushed her away harshly. Shelby fell to the floor, landing hard as she let out a cry of

then, Wilbur turned and came to the living room before

of her pajamas to

had no idea

had heard the noise as well. She bumbled down the stairs sleepily, before taking in the

I don’t think

sat Wilbur down at once, trying to

organized his emotions, before describing what had

in shock after listening to

trust Wilbur without a doubt. Shelby, on

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

still contemplating, Wilbur said, “Someone’s trying to get me in trouble. You

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to do