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 comparing him to

man's body couldn't

neither could

suit, he still didn't

ask the man to leave when she

brought the glass of wine to his lips, she saw a pretty obvious indentation made by

she thought, ‘'he is one of those bastards that remove their ring to pick up girls.Huh! He had definitely chosen the wrong girl tonight.Wendy was in a really bad mood, and like every other time she was like that,

it's not," Wendy answered, winking at

his way and the man looked flustered, eyeing her

down next

he took a deep

turned to Wendy and flashed her

with you? Why are you drinking

Wendy

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

"Uh..."

sounded so familiar

things to his own wife, only to keep her in the house like

head to get

over and whispered at Wendy in a

die.Once you put on the

playing with the man's tie, she asked

"Of course not."

"Really?"

to her, putting one arm around her

and whispered in

settle for a life as a slave, I will first have

unaware that Ryan was sitting in a corner watching her every

tension and if looks could kill, the man talking

his brother's hand, afraid of

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

seem to help things at

you are talking your anger on your drink.Just relax your

he could even finish his sentence, the glass in Ryan's hand

"..crush it,"

finished in

found a safer place in a corner, away from his brother's

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 help you now.But for the sake of our friendship,

surprise, Ryan didn't wreak havoc in

his face, he kept his

Luke felt even

Ryan kept it all inside, he would inevitably explode

worse, he might

true, all hell was

luck, Wendy.You are

Luke murmured to himself.

her eyes around the room,