After Marrying My Boss

It was rather insulting. He claimed he wanted to turn me into a sophisticated woman, and that was an indirect complaint about how I was uncouth. Oh, he might as well go to someone else. It's not like there was a shortage of women circling around him.

Men like Michael remained a desirable bachelor despite having been divorced before. Many young women would compete and fight each other to marry him. Hence, it should be an easy feat for him to find a beautiful woman who would obey his every word.

“I don't want anyone else. You're the only one for me.”

When Michael spoke, I could feel his lips brushing against my ear, and I could sense his every move. My heart jumped right away, and I pushed him away to remain vigilant.

He was so close to me, and his words were so suggestive that I would have to be an idiot to not know what he was thinking.

“What the hell, Michael? Have you forgotten your promise of not doing anything to me tonight? You won't break your promise, right?”

He made that promise when we were on the way over, so if he were to try anything, he would label himself a liar.

“I only agreed to back away because you said you were tired, but now I can tell you are brimming with energy. In that case, I should take the time to teach you a lesson about how to talk nicely to your lover.”

Michael raised his brows and grinned in the most devious way before he inched in closer.

I finally came around after hearing those words. It seemed he was definitely going to break that promise.

At first, I thought that he was a trustworthy man, so I trusted him. Looked like I made a grave mistake.

“Hey, you promised you won't do anything to me tonight. Are you going to go back on your words? You're the renowned Michael Shaw. Do you really want to be a dishonest man?”

I was staring nervously at him and was reminding him of his words.

I had always seen him as someone who kept his words, but at that moment, I couldn't help but wonder if that was truly the case. Are his hormones in overdrive? How can he think about something like that at a time like this?

“I changed my mind. Besides, have you forgotten what you said this morning? You made a promise, and you broke it when you spoke so icily to me. It's only natural that I teach you a lesson. I will honor my words so long as you honor yours.”
It was rather insulting. He claimed he wanted to turn me into a sophisticated woman, and that was an indirect complaint about how I was uncouth. Oh, he might as well go to someone else. It's not like there was a shortage of women circling around him.

His words utterly disappointed me. In a way, he was blatantly admitting to being a liar, and I was infuriated. He was so despicably unreasonable and shameless.

He was the one who broke his promise, but he put all the blame and responsibility on me. Wow, is it even possible to be even more shameless than that?

“Michael, you a*shole. You just promised me you'd be good!”

I was so angry that I was glaring at him and shouting at the top of my lungs. Fury burned in me, but I never got to say everything I wanted to say. He had already pushed me down and kissed my lips to shut me up.

Anger burned even wilder within me. I pushed as hard as I could, but it didn't matter. He was still as evil and as unrestrained as he had always been, and his lips remained stuck on mine. It didn't take long before I hear his breathing becoming uneven.

I pushed his hand away, but I ran out of energy soon. His hand kept circling around me to pique my interest.

I had always been angry at how helpless I was when he forced my hand. Despite that, I still couldn't resist his charms when he was right in front of me like this.

It didn't take long before I succumbed to his embrace. My mind was unwilling, but that didn't stop the night from turning... eventful.

At that moment, I felt as though I will never be free of that man's hold on me. All my struggles would bear no fruit, and I was destined to be under his spell.

Michael was nowhere to be seen when I woke up in the morning. I thought about how he had broken his promise last night, and anger flared up within me again.

I got up and changed my clothes. My initial intention was to leave right away, but when I went to the living room, I heard some noise from the kitchen.

I looked over and saw that he was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Surprise filled every cell in my body because I had never seen him cook before.

Never in a million years would I have thought that he'd actually cook. He didn't seem like the kind of man who could cook, after all.

“Are you leaving?”

He noticed me at that moment and frowned a little when he shifted his gaze to me. His tone was rather calm when he spoke, though.

“Yeah, I am. I don't want to stay a second longer with a man who wouldn't keep his words.”

I had fallen into his embrace and caved when he caressed me last night, but it didn't change the fact that he forced my hand at the beginning. That was why I was pinning all the responsibility on him.

“Have some breakfast before you leave.”

He arched his brows. He didn't seem angry about my implicit diss. If anything, his gaze shone with amusement when he looked at me.