After Marrying My Boss

I glowered at Michael annoyedly. What does he want? It's not like I eavesdropped on their conversation deliberately. Is there even a need to punish me?

“I want you!”

Upon hearing that, I shot him a fierce glare, but he did not seem angry. Instead, an ambiguous smile crept up on his impassive and handsome face, which mesmerized me instantly.

I was not a maiden who swooned at the sight of every attractive guy I saw. However, Michael was ridiculously handsome with a noble temperament, and I was unknowingly attracted to him.

It was not until he placed his hand on my breast that I was brought to my senses. Immediately, I scowled at him defiantly.

“You're crazy! Let go of me, or else I'll shout for help!”

Infuriated by his actions, I shot him a glare. After all, I considered myself a conservative woman.

“Anna, you've slept with me, but now you're acting demure! What's the point?”

Seeing that I was struggling to escape, Michael got annoyed, and his gaze contained a hint of rage.

I guessed many women wanted to sleep with him, but I was different. I was not interested in him, and that one-night stand was a spur-of-the-moment act when I was drunk.

“There's no point! Let go of me now! I want to go home!”

I stared at Michael and stopped struggling. Wait a minute. Don't tell me he wants to have sex with me by this river!

“Let me drive you home.” With that, he dragged me toward his car despite my reluctance.

Panicking, I instinctively wanted to escape. I knew that if I got into his car, I wouldn't be able to escape anymore. Thus, I forcefully broke free from his grasp.

“Michael, what do you want? It was just an impulsive act that night. I'm sorry that I forced you to sleep with me! Besides, I gave you my virginity, and you weren't on the losing end either. So stop bothering me!”

Ever since that night, we ran into each other more frequently. As such, I began to suspect that he had a hidden agenda.

“What? You forced me?” His handsome face darkened, and he sounded displeased after hearing my words.

Well, I guess no man likes to be forced into having sex by a woman.