That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

Just then, images suddenly surfaced in Dexter’s mind. They were those photographs.

Josie had instinctively leaned in for a kiss. She tilted her head up, but he dodged her touch. In his attempt to avoid her, he lost control of his strength, and his hand harshly struck her face.

It was like a slap in the face.

Josie immediately became clear-headed.

Dexter gently removed her fingers one by one from his body, never once embracing her.

She gazed at the man’s blurred silhouette, which resembled a beast lying in wait in the darkness.

Suddenly, he leaned over, his broad hand clasping her slender neck. His grip tightened. gradually. That was a sudden burst of rage. “Josie, how scummy can you get?”

When Dexter stood up, his face was stern. The thin blanket slipped off him, revealing his firm abs and Apollo’s belt.

why this man seemed harmless when her eyes were closed, but the moment she

sleep in the guest room.” This was the first thing Josie said when she came to her

pulled one out, and

soft, cold chuckle, flicking the ash from his cigarette. The ash fell, reminiscent of

will be much better for Russell Group after that. I don’t want to drag

strong sense of hostility

body’s curves. On her abdomen. was the tattoo he had inked himself. He had once thought of

and her eyelashes lowered. “Even

from the ground, and tenderly invited her to sit on his lap. He kissed her tattoo, and his warm breath, tinged with the scent of tobacco, lightly brushed against

smoothly unbuttoning her blouse. His movements were slow yet incredibly graceful.

a divorce, but you

overwhelmed with pleasure. Suddenly, a sharp pain struck her neck-he had truly

need to

Josie pushed

His eyes were filled with intense emotions. “Then you can forget about

“You…”