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

off the bed

then gritted her teeth before pouncing on Wilbur

He

Shelby 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

came to the living room before turning on

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

confused. He had no idea what

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

I don’t think

trying to get him

before describing what had just

was in shock after listening to

she would trust Wilbur without a doubt. Shelby,

a victim when they found her, a helpless girl with no one to rely on. Why did she have to do something like

“Someone’s trying to get me in trouble. You

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do that?” Faye said,