The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

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.

closed, but the moment she opened them, he

sleep in the guest room.” This was the first thing

the head of the bed, pulled one out, and lit it. Through the

chuckle, flicking the ash from his

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temper, and his voice was full of intimidation and a strong sense of hostility

up, revealing a hint of her body’s curves. On her abdomen. was the tattoo he had inked himself. He had once thought of keeping her by

eyelashes lowered. “Even if I

and his warm breath, tinged with the scent of tobacco, lightly brushed against her neck. Josie stiffened, almost under the illusion that Dexter would suddenly bite down like a wolf and sever her artery, letting the blood flow freely, and

trembling body close, his well-defined fingers smoothly unbuttoning her blouse. His movements were slow

get a divorce, but you

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

need to

Josie

filled with intense emotions.

“You…”