My Boss’ Wife Episode 7 Olamide’s POV Seated in the car, I stared out of the window, watching the scenery drift by. We weren't moving too fast, neither were we crawling. The speed of the car somehow synced perfectly with the rhythm of my thoughts—slow, steady, and weighed down by emotions I didn’t fully understand. I couldn't say how long this thing between us had been going on. Weeks? Months? Time had lost meaning. What shocked me more than the blurred timeline was the unexpected direction our relationship had taken. We started off as nothing serious—just sex, no strings attached.
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