Love from My Dominant Boss

“Is there still a need for pretense in front of me, Anna? Before you get acquainted with Yuval Lambert, you were very enthusiastic in bed with me. But now that you’ve got another man, you’re starting to resist, huh?”

Michael’s voice was cold, and the desire in his eyes had long since vanished without a trace. At that moment, I couldn’t discern any emotion from his eyes as he stared at me.

At his repeated mentions of Yuval, the wrath within me skyrocketed. What the hell is wrong with him? How has Yuval offended him? Besides, nothing happened between me and Yuval, so he has no right to disparage me like that!

“Michael Shaw, let me tell you this. My relationship with Yuval isn’t as filthy as you think. We’re dating with the goal of marriage, unlike my friends-with-benefits relationship with you!”

I looked at him in derision while glowering indignantly.

Regardless of whether I have any feelings for Yuval, the fact remains that we’re dating for marriage and not for pleasures of the flesh! Plus, he’s really a gentleman. It’s almost a month since we got acquainted, but he has never crossed any lines with me.

“Oh, you’re defending him now, huh? Anna, don’t you forget that you’re still my woman for half a year starting today!”

Men had always been possessive creatures, especially when two men were fighting for the same woman. They would never back down as their domineering nature reared its head.

Despite my ire, I had no retort since I indeed agreed to his stipulation earlier.

At my silence, he threw me a look before he again started stimulating me. However, my arousal had largely dissipated after our row just now, and I didn’t feel much anymore despite his roaming hands then as my mood had been wholly ruined.

This time, he was no longer as patient as before. He merely did some foreplay perfunctorily and went straight to intercourse.

“Stop it, Michael! Stop!”

I wanted to push him away, but he simply pinned me like a massive

resistance had him going

was for me, he didn’t slow down the slightest bit. At that moment, I finally realized that I was only a tool for

time, he had no feelings for me. The only reason he sought me out was nothing more than to satisfy

later, he

you done with me?

the juncture of my thighs, I sat up and straightening my clothes. Right then, I didn’t want to see him for even a second

a hurry to leave because you want to go and meet

remained sprawled on the bed without stopping me, but the words

 Damn it, what

none of your business. I won’t forget our

to argue with him anymore, I stood up

to leave after putting on my clothes, but the buttons on my shirt had been ripped off, causing my shirt to

back then, I grew all the more incensed, and I even wondered whether

to leave? Why are

Michael stared at me with a smirk,

I can leave like this? Michael Shaw, was it deliberate on your part? How am I supposed to leave when my shirt is now barely

as I looked at the

Just take the initiative