Love from My Dominant Boss

It was 10 p.m. at Dewberry Garden.

I opened the door and stepped into the house. When I flicked on the lights, the illumination from the crystal lights in the guest room reflected my silhouette on the French windows.

This house would be my marital home tomorrow. My fiancé, Justin Xenakis, was a department manager. Not only was he handsome, but he was also exceedingly attentive to me. Thus, I felt really blessed to be marrying a man who loved me so much.

According to tradition, we weren’t supposed to stay together the night before the wedding. Therefore, Justin was spending the night in our new house while I was staying over with my best friend, Natalie Xavier.

Before going to bed, I ran a check to ensure that I had everything needed tomorrow, only to realize that I had forgotten the wedding veil.

In order to give Justin a surprise, I returned to our new house discreetly without calling him beforehand.

At the thought that I’d be living happily ever after with him from tomorrow onward, my lips curved into a blissful smile.

of slippers. Just when I reached the living room, a woman’s moan of pleasure drifted out

ajar,

legs felt as though they were

door of the bedroom, the cries of ecstasy from within sounded increasingly clear, every single sound

creaked open with

haphazardly, and a myriad of feminine items littered the floor. Such

single glance, it instantly felt as though a

was currently in bed with my fiancé, Justin, whom

her eyes glinted with provocation, and

painful to me. Oh God, there is

hands tightly in a bid to suppress the urge to charge forward and rip

him all over with long and slender