Love from My Dominant Boss

Resting motionlessly on top of my body, he was huffing and puffing, and his chest heaved.

Judging from his usual demeanor, I couldn’t tell that he was a man who would be so aggressive in bed.

I wonder how many women he had been with that he had acquired such impressive skills in bed.

The man panted heavily for a long time before moving away from me.

“Michael, can you make the sessions shorter next time? If this goes on, both you and I are going to be exhausted.”

Turning my head to the man lying next to me, I saw a glint of displeasure in his eyes.

Michael’s so wild every time. He never cares about others’ feelings!

At that moment, I couldn’t feel my legs, as though they were broken and no longer attached to my body.

“If I last only for one minute in bed, will you be happy with it?”

Immediately, I corrected him; what I meant was that he went on too long. All men loved it when their women commented on this, and Michael was no exception.

As soon as those words left my mouth, he turned to look at me with a devilish grin. His dark eyes gleamed with pride.

Nevertheless, his words rendered me speechless. If he lasts only for a minute, that’ll be too short… Did I ask him to finish it within a minute? I only asked him to shorten the time – maybe for about half an hour will do.

of course, there was no way I would say these thoughts aloud in

despise me inwardly. After all, men loved ladylike and well-bred women. Despite the fact that I was nowhere near ladylike, I believed it

I drifted off into a deep

when I woke up. Despite having spent the night with him many times, never once had I seen him the next morning. To be honest, I couldn’t help

of bed, I put on my clothes and washed up briefly

of bread before leaving for work in a hurry. Because of the strenuous night, I woke up later than usual. It would be such a huge

arrived at the office and sat at my desk, a delivery man asked, “Excuse me. May I know who Ms.

“That’s me!”

to my feet and waved at

me, and I was nonplussed at the sight of a gigantic bouquet of red roses in his

of delivery, I took over the

of disappointment when I

it and asked inquisitively, “Anna, who gave you such a huge bunch of flowers? Is it

“Yeah, I guess so.”

to answer her question. Up till now, I was still

with Michael, but on the other hand, Yuval was the one I chose all the other men, whom I could not bear to spare

put in so much effort and found my Mr. Right, I refused to give up on him just yet. My parents were constantly urging me to get married. They were going to be a cat on a hot tin roof if

that? How generous is he to send you so many roses!

all over

silent. Yuval was no doubt fond of me and took our relationship seriously, but that didn’t guarantee

man, but there was just no chemistry

important, as long as he was the

what’s your boyfriend’s

that I remained silent, Millie came to my side and tried to pry information about

for words, I placed flowers on my desk and turned to glance at her. Just as I was

a stern face, Michael was standing right

my heart skipped a beat, and a