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.

changed into a pair of slippers. Just when I reached the living room, a woman’s moan

once, my heart lurched. The master bedroom’s door was slightly ajar, and the woman’s seductive and

flash, a raging fire started blazing within me. My legs felt as though they were made of lead, but

ecstasy from within sounded increasingly

creaked open with a slight push from

a myriad of feminine items littered the floor. Such a

me, I shifted my eyes to the bed. But at that single glance, it instantly felt as though a knife pierced my heart, the

best friend-cum-roommate for four years during university was currently in bed

the door, her eyes

room, even breathing felt painful to me. Oh God, there is

eye, rage and humiliation assailed me. I clenched my hands tightly in a bid to suppress the urge to charge forward and

over with long and slender fingers,