Love from My Dominant Boss

He was taken aback by my deriding remark as I was always soft-spoken and composed in front of him.

“Are you calling me a disgrace in your life? I dare you to repeat yourself!”

His grip got even tighter than before, and my wrists hurt so badly that I almost shrieked. Regardless, I wasn’t going to back down anymore. No matter how weak he thought I might be, I had my dignity to defend.

He assumed that I was this gold-digger who wanted all the fortune and fame. If I gave in, it simply meant that I agreed to all his assumptions.

“It’s gonna be the same, Michael Shaw. You’re the utmost disgrace in my life!”

Tonight, he’d put me on the warpath. Even a weakling had its limits, and this time he’d gone too far!

As soon as I spoke, his chest pumped up and down in fury.

“Anna, bear in mind that you started it. Have you forgotten that you seduced me for two hundred thousand?”

I froze instantly; he was right. It was me who had seduced him and climbed onto his bed for Dad’s operation money. I needed it by hook or by crook, but little did I know that my cynical plan would lead to this.

Only now did I realize that my decision then was a terrible mistake. I should’ve looked for other means, sold my organs, anything but seeking help from the devil.

started this “relationship,” I couldn’t even live my life the way it was. Was all this misery

a woman, and I need someone to lean on. My Dad is sick. He needs a sum of money every month for his treatment. Carrying the weight of the whole family

the bill was the only idea I could come up with to cut

wasn’t fishing for pity, but just

was look at me

I told him that I was going to pay him back, he should be

I’d said all came from my heart, and I was just hoping that he could see the pain and hardship that I

I felt a

me another glance, turned

got back to my senses when the door gave out a loud thump

He left. I supposed we were

open heart and not feel sorry for my dishonesty. I could finally

on my face, yet I felt

I thought that I probably

gone haywire

enmity. How was it possible

I lay on my bed, my mixed emotions got me tossing and turning. The way he looked at me right

company, I bumped into Michael at the entrance. After what

similarly, giving me a brief sidelong glance, and walked straight

like strangers. It was still awkward every time we ran

day when I was buzzing at work, my phone rang. The

Dad needed more money for his medical treatment. Tensing up became a reflex to calls from