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.

the way it was. Was

“At the end of the day, I’m just 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

with to cut ties with him. If I didn’t owe him anything,

wasn’t fishing for pity,

did was look at me blankly,

soon after that. Since I told him that I was going to pay him back, he should be more than willing to let me go…

eyes of his were affixed to mine. The things I’d said all came from my heart, and I was just hoping that he could see the pain and hardship that I

instead of feeling relieved, I felt a void in

another glance,

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

it. He left. I supposed we

case, I’d be able to face Yuval with an open heart and not feel sorry for my dishonesty. I could

on my face, yet I felt

believe that I thought that I probably

have gone

was supposed to have towards this man should be enmity. How was it

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

into Michael at the entrance.

giving me a brief sidelong glance, and

was still awkward every time we ran into

at work, my phone rang. The word “Mom” on the

needed more money for his medical treatment. Tensing up became a reflex