Love from My Dominant Boss

If I really wanted money, I would have asked for it from him the first time we slept together. But I didn’t.

All I wanted was to have a proper discussion with him, not another argument. He was a domineering man, but he wasn’t coldhearted.

Michael scanned me from head to toe curiously. He didn’t have to say a single word for me to guess what he was thinking and what he was about to do.

“I’d advise you to give up on the idea of becoming my girlfriend. I can give you anything except that. I would never marry a nobody like you; know your place, Anna!”

If I’m just a nobody, then why are you, a huge CEO, so insistent on clinging to me?

You’re surrounded by so many great, intelligent women. You could easily get any one of them to fall for you. So, why me?

“I never wanted to become your girlfriend. Relax. I know where I stand.”

A man like him was most likely going to marry someone hailing from a powerful family background and beloved by all those around her.

There was no way that a woman like me would ever become his wife, and the mere idea sent chills up my spine.

force you. You have time to figure things

out an internal sigh of relief. I knew Michael would be

just afraid that if I let our relationship go on this way, I would not be able to keep my

just an ordinary girl. Even though I, too, liked handsome, charming guys like him,

fall any further. I’m not

to not reveal my decision until after a few days passed so that I

the night. Yet to my surprise, he left the table and picked up his coat as soon as he had finished his dinner, walking

all alone in an empty house, and

a shower and lay down on my bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. My

never be able to love another man after Justin, but I hadn’t expected to

I’d been lying to myself that I hated Michael, but I understood all too well what I truly felt for him. When I couldn’t help but think of him every time I tried to go to sleep, I chalked it up to having interacted with him too much during the day. It took me a

crush would go nowhere, and I was scared to let myself get heartbroken once more. So, I curled in on myself like a porcupine and protected myself in the only way I knew

of my phone ringing snapped me awake from my daze. I glanced at the screen, cheering up when I saw that

fear that she might think that I was trying to get in between her and John again.

call. “Nat! You

have sounded excited even through the phone. I mean, what could I say; Natalie calling was the best thing that had happened

I heard Natalie sobbing on the other end.

are you crying,

bottom of my stomach. Natalie was

John? Did he