Page 49 of Hated By the Boss

She had a gorgeous, loving husband in Dmitry, and in Thomas...

"Hey there." The warden at Thomas' prison greeted her with a smile. "Does your pa know you're coming?"

"Nope. Let's keep it that way, though. I want to surprise him." She was about to head to the visitors' room when the warden shook his head.

"No, that one's closed."

It was?

"You can head over to the room down the hallway." Warden Joe pointed her to the right direction. "Last door on your left. Just give me a minute, and I'll get someone to take Thomas to you."

She gave the older man a grateful smile. "Thank you, and in case I forget - Merry Christmas, Warden."

"You have a Merry Christmas, too, kid."

Tahey couldn't help glaring the moment she turned her back on the warden. Sheesh. The man had just greeted her a Merry Christmas, and here she was, already close to bawling her eyes out.

Get a grip on yourself, T.G.!

Because if she didn’t, then she was likely to put on a grand show of waterworks the moment Thomas showed up.

Tahey took a deep, calming breath.

No tears, T.G. No tears.

By the time she reached the room Warden Joe had directed her to, she was somewhat composed, and her fingers barely shook as she tried the knob. It turned easily, but the room inside...

Huge was Tahey's first thought.

And dark was her next thought.

A sense of déjà vu struck her, but Tahey shrugged this off.

Nah.

She fumbled for the light switch—-

Pop! Pop! Pop!

—-and nearly had a heart attack as party poppers exploded in a noisy shower of confetti.

In front of her were all five men of Strakh Inc...

And right in the center was Thomas.

Oh God.

She glared at all of them.

Oh God.

But it didn't work.

And in a second, Tahey had burst into tears, and all six of them actually laughed at her.

Thomas was the first one who hugged her, and she found herself crying so hard that she knew it would be impossible for her to speak. She could only hug him, hoping that he could hear what her heart had to say—-

And he did.

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