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.

when her eyes were closed, but the moment she

first thing Josie said when she came

head of the bed, pulled one out, and lit it. Through the smoke, he watched the woman squatting by the

chuckle, flicking the ash from his cigarette. The

Russell Group after that. I

a strong sense of hostility when he said, “Even if you will end up with nothing?”

her abdomen. was the tattoo he had

“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 her neck. Josie stiffened, almost under the illusion that Dexter would suddenly bite down like a wolf and sever her

trembling body close, his well-defined fingers smoothly unbuttoning her

get a divorce, but you must leave Wavery.”

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck her neck-he had truly bitten down.

still need to find

the pain, Josie

of Dexter’s mouth, hers. His eyes were filled with intense

“You…”