Love from My Dominant Boss

I called out to stop the taxi driver, but he paid me no mind. Flooring the gas pedal, he sped off in a flash.

Seeing the taxi speeding away, I furiously whirled around and glowered at Justin. Argh! I’d finally gotten a taxi at this hour, yet it left because of him! Is he trying to make me walk home in the middle of the night?

“What the hell is your problem, Justin Xenakis? Why did you stop me from getting into the taxi?” I demanded in a near shout.

I glared at him, my gaze blazing with fire.

“I’ll drive you home, Anna. We can talk during the drive.”

Surprisingly, Justin wasn’t pissed off by my outburst. He reached out and took my hand, his gaze tender as he looked at me.

“No, thanks. I don’t need you to drive me home, I would much rather walk. Besides, I’ve already made it clear that there’s nothing to be said between us!” I bellowed, still enraged that he stopped me from getting into the taxi earlier.

“When did you become so stubborn, Anna? You used to be very gentle in the past.”

As my attitude became progressively worse, Justin frowned slightly as he regarded me, his voice colored with a hint of displeasure.

“As you said, it was in the past. Besides, I’m only gentle with my man. You’re no longer that anymore, so why should I still be gentle with you? What right do you have to demand that?” I blurted in a single breath.

At that moment, I found him truly ridiculous. What a f*cking joke! What right does he have to demand gentleness from me when we already broke up?

eyes turned increasingly irate. In truth, I could clearly sense that he was

all those things. We’ll talk when you’ve

still pestering me at this time? We have nothing to do with each other anymore! I’ve set him free to be with Mabel, so why is he

I have anything to

to leave by circumventing him. However, he seemed determined to keep me there, for

We were once lovers, after all. Are you planning to talk to me in such an indifferent manner for the rest of our

always the one who compromised in everything. Now, however, he was no longer my

now, so please don’t appear before me anymore, okay? Right now, you’re the person I loathe

the verge of cursing him out. My God, when did he become so

considerably. After all, any man would likely be fuming at my attitude, much less Justin, whom

“Anna…”

call from Michael. At once, shock engulfed me. Huh? Why is he suddenly calling me tonight? I thought he’d long since forgotten about

the reason he was calling me at this hour. I was actually reluctant to pick up the call, but the moment I glimpsed Justin staring at me coldly, I answered it without any

“Hello.”

from Michael, so his gaze was now stained with fury. Meanwhile, I deliberately sweetened my voice when I spoke to

is your voice different? Are you having a

of the phone, but

that I was having a sore throat? Don’t men love coquettish voices?

a sore

pretended to clear my throat before