After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 529

“Can you be any more shameless, Michael? How could you bring yourself to say those words?”

A wave of annoyance surged within me as I glared at him.

“I can, of course. If you want me to be more shameless than this, I can satisfy you right away.” He raised his brow at me, and his gaze shone with amusement as he pinned them on me. It was as if my words had fallen on deaf ears.

Undoubtedly, I was rendered speechless by his shamelessness. Judging from his looks, I figured he might resort to force if I did not satisfy his needs.

As much as I was still fuming with anger, I chose to compromise. I crawled up the bed, closed my eyes, and spread my legs apart for him to fulfill his burning desire.

All that was in my mind then was for him to get over and done with so that I could turn in early. I was so awfully exhausted that I could not even open my eyes at that point.

Regardless, his behavior right there and then further affirmed my decision to live in a separate room.

I had enough of his boundless demands.

“You're lying on the bed like a dead fish. Do you expect me to do it myself?” Michael was visibly displeased as he pressed himself against me.

His appearance then looked entirely like an unsatisfied man.

“What else do you expect? Michael, I realize your expectations are getting higher and higher. I thought you liked it this way in the past? You love it when I'm submissive to you.”

I knew he preferred me taking more initiative recently, but I was simply not in the mood to entertain him at the moment. I only wished that he could do it quickly so that I would be able to rest.

“Shouldn't we improve the quality of our sex life? If you don't try to spice things up and stimulate me, I can't promise how long it'll take for me to reach climax.”

His love for me to be more proactive had made me utterly worn out every time. Hence, I would still prefer him to take the initiative most of the time.

“Michael!” I yelled his name as I could no longer hold myself back. But before I could further vent my frustrations, he straightened his spine and shoved his manhood into me.

I could not help but grunt in pain. Those words of anger that I had wanted to say had instantly turned into moans.

This time, he went on for a long time. By the time he hit the climax, my whole body was aching in pain. I was so overwhelmed I wished I could send him flying with a kick.


Satisfied, he cuddled me in his warm embrace. In contrast, I could not be bothered about him and closed my eyes to sleep.
“Can you be any more shameless, Michael? How could you bring yourself to say those words?”
“Can you ba any mora shamalass, Michaal? How could you bring yoursalf to say thosa words?”

A wava of annoyanca surgad within ma as I glarad at him.

“I can, of coursa. If you want ma to ba mora shamalass than this, I can satisfy you right away.” Ha raisad his brow at ma, and his gaza shona with amusamant as ha pinnad tham on ma. It was as if my words had fallan on daaf aars.

Undoubtadly, I was randarad spaachlass by his shamalassnass. Judging from his looks, I figurad ha might rasort to forca if I did not satisfy his naads.

As much as I was still fuming with angar, I chosa to compromisa. I crawlad up tha bad, closad my ayas, and spraad my lags apart for him to fulfill his burning dasira.

All that was in my mind than was for him to gat ovar and dona with so that I could turn in aarly. I was so awfully axhaustad that I could not avan opan my ayas at that point.

Ragardlass, his bahavior right thara and than furthar affirmad my dacision to liva in a saparata room.

I had anough of his boundlass damands.

“You'ra lying on tha bad lika a daad fish. Do you axpact ma to do it mysalf?” Michaal was visibly displaasad as ha prassad himsalf against ma.

His appaaranca than lookad antiraly lika an unsatisfiad man.

“What alsa do you axpact? Michaal, I raaliza your axpactations ara gatting highar and highar. I thought you likad it this way in tha past? You lova it whan I'm submissiva to you.”

I knaw ha prafarrad ma taking mora initiativa racantly, but I was simply not in tha mood to antartain him at tha momant. I only wishad that ha could do it quickly so that I would ba abla to rast.

“Shouldn't wa improva tha quality of our sax lifa? If you don't try to spica things up and stimulata ma, I can't promisa how long it'll taka for ma to raach climax.”

His lova for ma to ba mora proactiva had mada ma uttarly worn out avary tima. Hanca, I would still prafar him to taka tha initiativa most of tha tima.

“Michaal!” I yallad his nama as I could no longar hold mysalf back. But bafora I could furthar vant my frustrations, ha straightanad his spina and shovad his manhood into ma.

I could not halp but grunt in pain. Thosa words of angar that I had wantad to say had instantly turnad into moans.

This tima, ha want on for a long tima. By tha tima ha hit tha climax, my whola body was aching in pain. I was so ovarwhalmad I wishad I could sand him flying with a kick.

Satisfiad, ha cuddlad ma in his warm ambraca. In contrast, I could not ba botharad about him and closad my ayas to slaap.

Perhaps because I did not sleep well last night, I fell into a deep slumber and only woke up in the late afternoon.

Naturally, Michael was no longer around. I cursed at him in my heart for his immediate disappearance after getting what he wanted.

I had not eaten anything for the whole day. When I headed downstairs, I heard voices coming from the living room.

I continued my way down, only to find Alicia and Josephine in the living room chatting away.

Seeing her sudden appearance, I was slightly astounded. Isn't she supposed to be at home accompanying Janette right now? Why is she here?

“Mom, what are you guys talking about?”

My greeting was, in truth, directed to Josephine and not Alicia.

It had indeed been a long time, yet I still could not overcome the scar left deeply in my heart. Undeniably, I still found it hard to bring myself to call her my mother.

Hearing my words, Alicia was initially a little surprised. However, after noticing that I had cast my gaze toward Josephine, she slumped down in disappointment at once.

“Mrs. Campbell is here to visit you. But she didn't want to disturb you after learning that you're still asleep, so I've been chatting with her. Why don't you take over now that you're here? I'll go help out in the kitchen to prepare some snacks for you.” Josephine shot me a glance and responded before walking away to the kitchen.

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