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.

 

working hours again,

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

nodded her head and kept quiet

on my own most of the

with Natalie, we’d always hang out at night. But

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

and make me

up and strode

I thought I’ve made

ignored his request and wanted

my unwillingness and exhaustion didn’t he understand? What

you go? Anna, you started it. Do you think it’ll be that

vent out my anger! How did men like that even exist?

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

me well, and who knows, maybe

had I imagined that I’d be entangled in this scruffy affair. This man was like gum that you

no point arguing with him, I

of my reasonings or pleads would affect him. Any attempt to

while I cooked. He never once looked over to the kitchen, not

was a working wife who was busy with house chores after

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