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.

just then, Wilbur could sense that something was

bed at once.

before pouncing on Wilbur and hugging

roared, “What are you doing?” He pushed

had a vice grip on Wilbur 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

turned and came to the living room

out quickly as well, but she had ripped most of her pajamas to show a great deal of skin. She screamed and sobbed, rushing out of the

had no idea what had

sleepily, before taking in the sight of Wilbur’s torn pajamas

too sure either, but I don’t

down at once, trying to get

before describing what had just

was in shock after listening to

she would trust Wilbur without a doubt. Shelby, on the other hand, was

still a victim when they found her, a helpless girl with no one to

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

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trying to do that?” Faye