Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 87

Speak of the devil – the man himself was staring at me with his steely eyes.

I dropped my head as fast as I could and locked my neck. Why, oh why, is God playing tricks on me again?

Every time I badmouthed Michael, he would unfailingly appear somewhere close enough to hear it. Just when I thought things were finally getting better between us.

Millie, too, detected his overpowering hostility and went back to work. From what I could see, the ladies in the company seemed to fear Michael more than they liked him.

That was no surprise, though. His scrupulosity when it came to working would scare anyone off. A trivial mistake would cost someone her job.

 

“If I hear another word of gossip during work, you’d better send yourselves packing!”

He gave us his signature stare before uttering those threatening words.

Even with my head down, I could feel his piercing glare.

 

Only after I heard the closing of his door did I dare to lift my head again. His despotic aura followed him into his office.

“Oh my god! The way he looked at us was so scary! Anna, did you see those eyes?” Millie asked with her lips trembling.

 

not gossip during working hours again, or we’ll

think of it, Michael was being lenient with us. I highly doubted that we’d be given a second chance if the CEO was someone else. Thus, Millie and I were considered lucky. However, I wondered

and kept quiet

things on my

night. But

couch with his legs crossed in the living room. The top two buttons of his shirt were

up and make me

up and strode

thought I’ve made things clear

his request and wanted him

he understand? What was he trying

I’m going to let you go? Anna, you started it. Do you think it’ll be that

How did men like that even exist? I’d told

see that anger was bubbling in my eyes, yet he brushed it

of me letting you go dwindles. Treat me well, and who knows, maybe one day when I’m in a good mood, I’ll set you free?”

scruffy affair. This man was like gum that

there was no point arguing with him, I walked to

quarrels, it was obvious that he only did what pleased him. None of my reasonings or pleads would affect him. Any attempt to talk

while I cooked. He never once looked over to the kitchen,

I was a working wife who was busy with house chores after a day of work. It was weird that he felt like kin to

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