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.

man seemed harmless when her eyes were closed, but the moment she opened them, he would become a dangerous wolf lurking in the

first thing Josie said when she

the bed, pulled one out,

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

Russell Group after that. I don’t want to drag you down.” Josie spoke

his voice was full of intimidation and a strong

up, revealing a hint of her body’s curves. On her abdomen. was the tattoo he had

shoulders slightly shrank, and her eyelashes lowered. “Even if I will end

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

fingers smoothly unbuttoning her blouse.

get a divorce, but you must

with pleasure. Suddenly, a

need to find

pain, Josie pushed

Dexter’s mouth, hers. His eyes were filled with intense emotions. “Then you can

“You…”