Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 89

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.

won’t force you. You have time to figure

 

out an internal sigh of relief. I knew Michael

decision a long time ago to end things with him. I was just afraid that if I let

just an ordinary girl. Even though I, too, liked handsome, charming guys like him, this particular man was destined to never

further. I’m not going to let myself get hurt

until after a few days passed so that I wouldn’t aggravate him in

to my surprise, he left the table and

left me all alone in an empty

and lay down on my bed, staring

after Justin, but I hadn’t expected to fall in love with Michael

help but think of him every time I tried to go to sleep, I chalked it up to having interacted with him

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 how

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

days for fear that she might think that I was trying to get in between her and John again. There were actually several times

hurriedly answered the call. “Nat!

through the phone. I mean, what could I say; Natalie calling was

Natalie sobbing on the other

are you crying, Natalie? What’s

the bottom of my stomach. Natalie was a bright, happy-go-lucky girl who

asshole, John? Did

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