Love from My Dominant Boss

“Anna Garcia, do you have to speak to me in such a sarcastic way?” I could sense that he was stifling his fury at the moment as he hissed at me.

“Mr. Shaw, it’s after office hour now. If there’s nothing urgent, I hope you don’t call me again and disrupt my private time. Thanks for your understanding!” Oblivious to Michael’s anger, I answered coldly.

I was reluctant to have anything to do with him. When snippets of how he put me in hot water in the office flashed across my mind, I was boiling with anger again.

“I know about your family matters,” Michael uttered slowly when I was about to hang up.

I stiffened momentarily before I lashed out at him, “Michael Shaw, are you investigating on me? I have nothing to do with you now. Why are you still doing that to me?”

I was enraged, thinking of how he tried to meddle with my family matters. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. Why is he still investigating my family conditions? What is he intending to do now?

“Huh! Investigate your family situations? Do you think that I’m so free and have nothing to do? Anna Garcia, don’t you think that you are thinking too highly of yourself?” he snorted.

“If you didn’t do that, how would you know about my family matters? Michael Shaw, please bear in mind that there is nothing between both of us now. Can you please set me free and stop interfering with my life?” I refuted.

It was as if my privacy was unveiled and exposed

to conclusions without any evidence. It’s your mother! She gave my secretary a call and requested to speak to me just

It was out of my expectation

doesn’t even know Michael in person. Just because Michael has given us one

I had lost the courage to hold my head up. I had owed him a lot all this while. Now that my Mom asked for his help so daringly,

for misunderstanding you. I have to apologize to you on behalf of my mom. Sorry for causing you trouble. Don’t take her words seriously,” I apologized sincerely

so. He said in

was touched at that very moment. Even so, I came to my senses within seconds and rejected coldly, “Mr. Shaw, you don’t have to do that. You and I are merely boss and employee. I really hope that you

volunteering to help you. Mind your manners!” There was a bellow of rage from the man on the other end of the line. I had seemingly infuriated him

hung up hastily. His offer was simply irresistible to me. Thus, I was fearful that I would change my mind and accepting

money. Now that it had finally come to an end, I did not wish for history to

long time to cool myself down. It

contacted Michael to borrow money from him when she is clueless about his actual identity? Did she think of me before making the call? Has it ever occurred

him impulsively to borrow

almost everyone on my contact list. To my disappointment, they gave me all sorts of