After Marrying My Boss

The recording was now the bane of my existence. Just the thought of him being in possession of it unnerved me. The last thing I wanted was for him to hear my salacious voice again.

“Where is the backup? I want to delete it!” I demanded as I stared into Michael's eyes.

“Do you think I'll tell you? This was the reason I tried desperately to hold myself back last night. Hence, there's no way I'm going to let you waste my effort by deleting it.”

Raising his brows slightly, Michael looked at me with amusement. My embarrassed and angry expression seemed to have cheered him up.

Evidently, he wasn't going to let me delete the recording. As a result, I was infuriated at the fact that he had gone overboard this time. If the recording was somehow leaked, I would no longer be able to show my face in public.

“Where in the world is the backup copy? You have to give it to me at once!”

With my brows knitted intensely, my tone began to grow desperate. The more he resisted giving it to me, the more insecure I felt. After all, he was someone who was capable of anything.

“I told you that I will never give it to you. Hence, you shouldn't waste your time. Also, do you now believe me when I say that you initiated our session last night? To be honest, I like how you behaved unreservedly in bed. Next time, just let me know whenever you are aroused, and I'll satisfy you anytime. As your man, I feel that this is the least I can do. Therefore, there's no need for you to repress yourself going forward.”

As Michael's words rang out in my ear, I was so agitated that I felt the urge to beat him up. After all, his words were getting increasingly brazen, especially when he accused me of suppressing my lust all the time.

Filled with rage, my chest was thumping furiously as I stared daggers at him. At that very moment, I felt that I had had enough of him.

“Michael, I'll repeat it one more time, give me the backup copy!”

Sitting up in bed suddenly, I was no longer able to control my rage. Despite my urge to teach him a lesson, I refrained from beating him up due to our asymmetrical strength.

“And my answer again is no! In fact, I'm going to keep it so that I can savor it in the future. In fact, I feel lust welling up within me just by listening to your moan alone. You undoubtedly never fail to arouse me.”

Ignoring my anger, Michael raised his brow and stared at me with a frivolous expression on his face.

“Michael! You...”

I attempted to grab his phone again to check if the backup copy was on it. After all, other than his phone, he didn't seem to have any other device that had a recording function.

Unfortunately for me, he seemed to have read my mind. Before I could reach his phone, he dropped it into his other hand, putting it out of my reach.

What was even more embarrassing was that the blanket I had wrapped around me dropped onto the ground from my aggressive reaction. Consequently, I had revealed my half-naked body in front of him.

At that moment, his gaze darkened when it fell upon the residual red marks he had left on my body last night.

Trailing the trajectory of his eyes, I could feel my heart sink when I saw the hickeys that covered my chest and stomach. Evidently, we must have had a crazy night given the number of hickeys he left on my body.

Due to having too much to drink, I only remembered that the passionate night did happen but not its details. After seeing the marks on my body, I gathered that our session was a lot more intense than I had imagined.

In the midst of my imagination running wild, Michael's hand was already fondling my breast. Considering that we had spent the whole night making love, I didn't expect him to be aroused again so quickly.

Consequently, I avoided him by reflex, hoping to put some distance between us. Even though the session last night was extremely pleasurable, my body felt terrible once my lust subsided. Thus, I didn't feel like going through it again.”

“Why are you hiding from me? Didn't you enjoy yourself last night? Why have you become reserved again?” Michael snapped, looking displeased when he saw how far I had retreated.

The moment I heard him bring up our session, my face blushed again. I was annoyed at how persistent he was in mentioning our session from the night before. Although I had taken the initiative, I didn't feel it necessary for him to keep reminding me of the fact.

“Michael, can you stop talking about last night?”

Glaring at him, I gave my blanket a forceful tug and wrapped myself tightly in it.

I was furious at myself for going wild the night before and giving Michael something to blackmail me with.