Love from My Dominant Boss

Why are you up so early? Shouldn’t you try to get a little more sleep?” I asked in confusion when I saw Michael fully dressed and about to go wash up in the bathroom.

I know he’s a workaholic and all, but it’s the weekends right now, and anyone in their right mind would want to sleep in! This man really is something else…

“I’m dropping you off at the station. After that, I’ll head back to the mansion and carry on sleeping.”

His reply had me both surprised and happy at the same time. I didn’t think a man like him was capable of being so caring and thoughtful.

“That won’t be necessary. I can just hail a cab there.”

As much as I wanted for him to send me there, I decided to refuse his offer out of courtesy anyway. I didn’t want him thinking that I wanted to be seen with him in public so I could call myself his girlfriend.

“Give me ten minutes.” Michael shot me a glare before heading into the bathroom.

After taking some time to regain my composure, I dragged my suitcase into the living room and waited for Michael.

As expected, he came out of the bedroom in less than ten minutes. Instead of his usual formal attire, Michael was dressed in a white jersey and a pair of black sweatpants. That was the first time I had seen him in such casual clothes, and he looked so vibrant and handsome that I blushed without even realizing.

Michael drove off without another word after dropping me off at the station, which made me feel a little disappointed.

recompose myself before heading over to the ticketing lobby. After purchasing my bus ticket, I waited patiently for the

my hometown. As my house was located in the village, I had to take quite a long walk from the bus station

had given my mom a call before heading home, she was already waiting for me as soon

such a long trip, huh? Here,

stuff over the moment she saw me, including the

Mom? Is he getting any

my mom while

so don’t you worry! All you have to do is focus on your work, okay?

us soon arrived at the

home while my mom prepared dinner. My younger brother, Steven, came home in

alcohol the moment Steven entered the house, and that smell got even worse as he approached me

scolded him, “Steven, just look at you! You’re not a child anymore, for heaven’s sake! Why can’t you pull

out with delinquents. As a result, he often got into fights and frequented brothels as well

mindset, so my parents continued to

right or if I had enough money on me. In fact, they would only call me if they

he was my brother. I didn’t mind helping him out financially if he was actually working a proper job, but

all of my hard work was mostly

saint, and I have feelings too! Right now, I only have disappointment

lecture me? Jeez, what did

hot-tempered, so he didn’t exactly appreciate what I had just