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.

the moment she opened them, he would

room.” This was the first thing Josie said when she came

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

from his cigarette. The ash fell, reminiscent of dusty memories from the past.

get the divorce settled as soon as possible. Things will be much better for Russell Group after that. I don’t want to drag you down.” Josie spoke softly, perhaps with a hint of

his voice was full of intimidation and a strong sense of

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

her eyelashes lowered. “Even if I will end nothing

warm breath, tinged with the scent of tobacco, lightly brushed against her neck. Josie stiffened, almost under the illusion that

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

can get a divorce, but

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

to find

the pain, Josie

mouth, hers. His eyes were filled

“You…”