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.

probably get the wrong idea if I call

tick away, and my eyelids grew increasingly heavier as I waited for

and woke up to

eyes and looked toward the door, only to see

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

caught a faint whiff of perfume on him and began freaking

I shouldn’t let my imagination run too wild here… Michael may often be surrounded

scent of alcohol on him was so strong that I couldn’t help but frown

him for such a long time, this was the first

was a social event,” Michael mumbled in his drunken

fell on top of him, and my heart raced as I gazed deep

to regain my composure, I quickly climbed off him and said, “You’re too drunk, Michael. Take off your shirt and get some

by the wrist

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

my dress, and I quickly stopped him as he would probably tear it with how rough

it off