My Bossy CEO Husband

At the Midnight Bar, the revelry had just begun.

It was only half past ten, but the dazzling lights, the loud music and the joyous vibe in the air made everyone giddy.

Sitting at the bar, Wendy had a bloody Mary in her hand, sipping it absentmindedly.

‘'Boring’' she thought, rolling her eyes at a group of over-excited girls nearby.  And she truly meant it.

When she lived abroad, she had her fair share of the wild nightlife those girls were after, but over the years she had lost all interest in it.

Turning the chair around, she leaned against the bar counter, still holding her drink.

She glanced at the entrance of the bar for the umpteenth time that night.

She hadn't seen Luke and Ryan enter yet.

‘'Perhaps they aren't coming? No way" She shook her head to disperse the shadow of doubt cloaking her mind.

Luke had definitely seen her.

And knowing him, Wendy was sure he would try everything to bring Ryan here.

She raised a hand to her face.

Maybe Luke didn't recognize her.

She wore a lot of makeup after all.

Then all her efforts would be in vain.

She wondered if she should give up.

'No!' The show had begun.

How can the lead actress get cold feet now? 

‘'Just be patient and wait a bit more’' she soothed herself.

When she had entered the bar, she had turned many heads.

With her makeup and her figure it was hard not to.

As Wendy was waiting, glancing at the door every now and then, a man came up at her.

"Excuse me.Is this seat taken?"

Wendy turned to the man and gave him a searching look.

He was thin and wiry, wearing a black suit and a pair of rimless glasses.

He had a general air of gentleness about him.

she couldn't help

couldn't

could his

suit, he

was about to ask the man to leave when she noticed something on his

lips, she

chosen the wrong girl tonight.Wendy was in a really bad mood, and like every other time she was like that, she couldn't help

Wendy answered, winking

look his way and the

down next

reached his nostrils and he

leaned on the counter, his body turned to

you? Why

well." Wendy grinned

some fun.When he proposed to me, he promised he would respect me, treat me like a queen.All I had to do was stay at home and be pretty, while he was in charge of making money to support me.But after the wedding, he changed.He won't even let me out of the house on my own.I can't even go out for

"Uh..."

sounded so familiar

very same things to his own wife, only to keep her in the house like a prisoner a few

head to get

leaned over and whispered at

I know.Marriage is where love goes to die.Once you put on the ring, you sign

the man's tie, she asked in a low voice, "And have you signed your

"Of course not."

"Really?"

man chuckled and moved closer to her, putting one arm around her

still and whispered in

a life as a slave, I will first have to meet a queen worthy

Ryan was sitting in

seemed to crackle with tension and if looks could kill, the man talking to her would have

brother's hand, afraid of what he

down, please.You are far handsomer than that man.And I know Wendy

didn't seem to help things at

your anger on your drink.Just relax your fingers a bit.If you keep this up you're going

his sentence, the glass in Ryan's

"..crush it,"

in a

took a couple of steps back and found a

Wendy and wondered, 'What the hell is wrong with you, Wendy? You're digging your own grave, I am not sure if even God can

surprise, Ryan didn't wreak havoc in the

his face, he kept his anger bottled

Luke felt

would inevitably explode at

might be

if that was true, all hell was

Wendy.You are going to

Luke murmured to himself.

yet another sweep of her eyes around the room, she swore in