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.

to the ticketing lobby. After purchasing my bus ticket, I waited patiently for

about half the day on the bus, I finally reached my hometown. As my house was located in the village, I had to take quite a long walk from the bus station

mom a call before heading home, she was already waiting for

must be tired after such a long trip, huh? Here,

including the supplements

Is he

chatting with my mom while walking next

you have to do is focus on your

at

took some time to catch up with my dad at home while my mom prepared

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

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

school at a young age and had spent most of his life hanging out with delinquents. As a result, he often got into fights and frequented brothels as

had a very patriarchal mindset, so my parents continued to spoil him while I was allowed to work in

never bothered to ask me if I was doing all right or if I had enough money on me. In fact, they would

much as patriarchy was the norm in the village, and he was my brother. I didn’t mind helping him out financially if he was actually working a proper job,

all of my hard work was mostly spent on cleaning

I have feelings too! Right now, I only

and the first thing you do is lecture me? Jeez, what did I do to offend you,

didn’t exactly appreciate what I had