Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

ANASTASIA

"Or would you rather wait in his office?" He glanced around the place and flashed me an apologetic smile. "I don't think the boss would appreciate it if I let you wait here."

I smiled. "Anywhere is fine, really. I just want to wait till he returns."

"Then you should wait in his office," he deadpanned. "Please, you're the boss' wife."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Then I turned to my left. It's this way, right?" I pointed to the furnished stairway.

He nodded. "Yes, let me escort you."

"Okay." I stepped aside so he could lead the way.

I didn't like all the formality and deference. It made me feel really out of place than I already was. If I knew my way, I would have preferred if he didn't 'escort' me.

I admired the design of the hallway as we passed through it. It all screamed Dennis. Dark and intricate.

My attention returned to the manager when he suddenly stopped walking and stopped before a dark aok door.

"Here we are," he said in a cheery tone as he began to wrap his fingers around the doorknob.

"Oh no, there's no need for that." I stopped him and quickly took hold of the door knob.

Almost bowing to me and escorting me was enough. There was no way I'd let him open doors for me.

glanced up

so well, manager. I appreciate it. You

me but he seemed to decide against it as he inclined his

"Thank you."

employee he was, as I turned down the knob and pushed the

stepped into the room, the smile on my face froze as I took in the long-legged girl seated on the

me as she uncrossed her legs and slowly got

room. Oh no. Am I in the

"Um, who are you?"

answered my question. She folded her arms across her chest and the action caused her boobs to spill up the top of her shirt that was unbuttoned. She arched her

Dennis' office,

sides and they began to pull down her skirt as though they were stretchy and

a shaky smile. "Umm... good day, ma'am. I'm the head bartender. I'm sorry, I was just here to drop some things," she

had rushed past me and scampered out

the doorway

head and turned around headed for the plush

he retains," I muttered to myself as I lowered myself into the seat. "For all I know, this one might have come to steal," I continued as my gaze quickly scanned the room as if I would be able to

took nothing. There was nothing in her

with a sigh,my eyes closed and lips curved in a

waiting. I let out a huff as I remembered the manager's words. "Didn't he say he'd be with me

eventually come home and I was sure we'd definitely

I'd lose our friendship and marriage was just anxiety. Dennis loves me and

just staring at the