Love from My Dominant Boss

The salesperson spoke with a smile as she walked up to me with the dress in hand.

“It is a very pretty dress, but it’s a little too pricey for me.”

“You get what you pay for, miss. You wouldn’t be able to get something of such quality and design for a few hundred, would you? Besides, this dress suits you very well, and I’m sure your boyfriend will love it.”

The salesperson was very good with her words and had managed to persuade me successfully. Michael was the first person that came to mind when I heard her mention the word “boyfriend,” even though we weren’t actually a couple.

“All right, then. I’ll have this dress.”

I decided to buy the dress in the end, but I paid for it with my card even though Michael had given me a lot of money.

Michael wasn’t home yet when I returned to Birchwood, so I took a shower and changed into the newly bought dress.

I felt a little nervous, but I was also looking forward to see if he would notice anything different about me.

Having made dinner, I sat down by the dinner table and waited for Michael to come home. I waited for hours until all the food had gone cold, but he had yet to return, and I received no text nor call from him whatsoever.

I grabbed my phone and thought about calling him instead. However, when I recalled what he said about our relationship, I decided against it.

wrong idea if I call him

eyelids grew increasingly heavier as I waited for Michael on

asleep on the couch at some point and woke up to the sound of the front door

opened my eyes and looked toward the door, only to see Michael staggering into the

had a lot to drink as he practically rested his entire body weight on me when I helped

walking, I caught a faint whiff of perfume on him and

use any perfume, and this one smells like it’s for women! No, I shouldn’t let my imagination run too wild here… Michael may often be surrounded by women, but he never show any interest in them and always

of alcohol on him was so strong that I couldn’t help but frown and asked worriedly, “Why did

this was the first time I had seen

a social event,” Michael mumbled in his drunken

of him, and my heart raced as

I quickly climbed off him and said, “You’re too drunk, Michael. Take off your

grabbed me by the wrist

a deep and passionate kiss while holding the back of my head, his lips feeling a little warm from the

he began removing my dress, and I quickly stopped him as he would probably tear

it