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.

Wilbur could sense

bed at once. “Let’s talk

saw that, then gritted her teeth before pouncing on

“What are you doing?” He pushed Shelby away

ripped at his clothes insistently. Wilbur flared up in anger and pushed her away harshly. Shelby fell to the floor,

turned and came to the living room before turning on

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

had no idea what had

well. She bumbled down the stairs sleepily, before taking in the sight of Wilbur’s torn pajamas and startling at

I don’t think it’s anything

at once, trying to get

organized his emotions, before

was in shock after

without a doubt. Shelby,

helpless girl with no one to rely on. Why

“Someone’s trying to get me in

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do that?” Faye said,