Love from My Dominant Boss

He kissed me so skilfully that my brain went blank and I unwittingly responded to his every move. For a while, the atmosphere in the car was filled with sexual tension.

He released me after a long time and I opened my eyes only to be lost in his deep and intense gaze.

Even at such a short distance, he looked so perfect in every way that it was impossible to find any flaws. Justin could not even begin to compare to him.

I had thought that Justin was near perfect, but after meeting Michael, I realized that the former was far from it.

Nevertheless, no matter how great Michael was, it had nothing to do with me. We were just partners in bed and that kind of relationship wasn’t something to be proud of. The notion that we could be something more sounded preposterous. Besides, he was wealthy and way out of my league. As such, I had never dared to hope for someone like him, for he did not belong to my class.

“Please, do continue to ogle at me until you’re satisfied.”

Michael’s low and sexy voice sounded in my ears as he smirked and teased me.

His voice brought me back to my senses and I realized that this was the second time I had lost myself staring at him. I felt so embarrassed that I wished the ground would just open up and swallow me whole.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave now.”

Avoiding his eyes, I mumbled a few words and opened the car door to get off.

Even after leaving the parking lot, my heart was still beating erratically. Michael’s kiss had stirred up ripples in the stillness of my heart.

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an operation, so it was only natural that he

work. For some reason, Michael seemed to have

to the kiss we shared, there would always be

been no recent contact from him and our relationship seems to be non-existent. For some reason, I feel saddened about that. But on the other hand, I should be happy. After all, we were just partners in bed, albeit not willingly on my part. If he forgets

life resumed to the way it was. A week later, Dad’s recovery was well on the way and he was discharged from the hospital. I had wanted to rent a house for Dad

the department in my company was a forty-year-old man named Conrad Skeete. He had a beer belly and a balding head.

a middle-aged man with a pudgy face. But since he

by offending one’s superiors, so

one particular day, he

at my desk, carefully sorting through the documents when Conrad knocked on my desk and looked at me with a smile. “Anna, bring the

triangular eyes were zeroed in on my breasts with a lecherous gaze that irritated me. Feeling uneasy,

find a job suited to us. As such, I cherished the opportunity to work in Joyful Success

as long as he did nothing too brazen, I

in annoyance as I was very reluctant. Nevertheless,

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on the door and went in after he

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he received the documents, he