Love from My Dominant Boss

Michael merely stared at the keys in my hand without saying anything. I had no inkling of his thoughts at that very moment.

When he didn’t take the keys from me after a long time had passed, I placed them on the table. Then, I strode away while wheeling my suitcase behind me.

“Anna Garcia, mark my words, you’ll willingly be my woman.”

Michael’s tepid voice sounded just when I had reached the door.

Stopping short, I whirled around and gaped at him though I could only see his back. I had no idea what he meant by that statement, and it wasn’t my concern anymore.

Suppressing the butterflies fluttering in my stomach, I turned around and left.

Upon returning to Natalie’s house, I was greeted by the sight of her cooking dinner. That was the first time she was preparing dinner after her breakup. Hence, I wasn’t entirely certain whether she had truly gotten over her breakup or merely putting on a brave front so that I wouldn’t worry.

After wheeling my suitcase to the room I previously occupied, I went to the kitchen.

“Anna, there aren’t many groceries since I didn’t go out in the past few days. So, we’ll have to put up with an abysmal fare tonight,” Natalie murmured with apology etched on her face while frying vegetables.

“It’s okay. I’m not that hungry tonight anyway, so a simple fare is sufficient. I’ll treat you to a feast tomorrow night!”

Natalie was in a bad mood, I planned to treat her to a feast tomorrow and let her vent her negative

are you treating me

she instantly perked up. She stared

you want to

saw her in such high spirits. It looks like she feels better when food is brought

want to eat seafood!

me, answering right away without the slightest hesitation when I asked her what

I’ll treat you to whatever

good mood that I was willing to

easier now that her zest was back. After having a simple dinner that night, I went back

lay on the bed, my mind

statement earlier tonight of making me his woman willingly sooner or later? Aren’t things over between us? Or could it be that he still hasn’t given up and is planning to do

the covers over my head in frustration. Ugh! I don’t want to think about him! I have nothing whatsoever to do with him anymore, so whatever he wants to do is

turned and tossed before finally dozing off past midnight. When I woke up the

circles plainly visible, I scoffed at myself. Michael doesn’t even care

light makeup, I concealed the dark circles under my eyes.

I arrived at the office, I conscientiously started preparing the design proposal. After a day’s hard work, I felt that it was perfect. However, Michael again rejected it. This

was no use arguing with him since he was the kind of man who was amenable to persuasion but not coercion. Thus, it would do me no good regardless of how much I argued

I had no new ideas. Honestly speaking, I truly loathed him at that moment, but my hands were tied as he was the boss. At times, the thought of resigning flashed

the job didn’t come easy. He would only be accomplishing his goal if I were to back down because of his puny attempts at making life

off work, my cell phone rang. The moment I saw that it was a call from Yuval, I suddenly remembered that I asked him out on a date today in Michael’s office yesterday. Alas, it slipped my mind entirely, and I

my promise to him yesterday, I grew flustered. For a moment, I didn’t know what to