Love from My Dominant Boss

“Get lost!” I bellowed, at the end of my rope, and turned my back to him.

How shameless! I’d rather not argue with him anymore. There’s no point!

After such a taxing encounter with him, I went straight to bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

By the time I woke up, it was already noontime. Shielding my eyes from the harsh sunlight pouring in from the window, I turned my head to the side and was glad to find that Michael was gone.

As I checked the time on my phone, I noticed I had several missed calls, and all of them were from Yuval. Assuming that he was probably just trying to get me back after missing my call last night, I opted not to call back as I did not feel like there was a need to explain the incident to him since it was already over.

After tossing my phone into my bag, I got out of bed and retrieved my skirt from the floor. I planned to get dressed and leave right after, but when I found my blouse, I almost burst into tears. Michael had ripped the top beyond repair last night.

Why does he have to be so violent every time? I’m as poor as dirt! How many of my clothes has he ruined already? I don’t have much money to buy new clothes.

Sighing in frustration, I searched the room for another top to wear.

However, I suddenly remembered that I had taken all of my clothes back a few days ago, so there was none left in the entire house.

In the end, I set my eyes on Michael’s shirt that was hanging in the bathroom.

a man who was exceptionally particular about cleanliness and hygiene, it was understandable why the shirt was spotless even though

I realized that he seemed to like wearing white shirts. Other than white, he wore

again, I immediately shook my head vigorously to make myself stop at once. Ugh! Have I been bewitched? Why do I keep thinking about him so frequently? Every day, I tell

shirt and went out to the living

He told me that he would send me back today. He’s probably forgotten about

slightly displeased with Michael, but since we were no longer a couple, I did not have the right to grumble over the matter. Therefore, I took my

Michael’s clothes would attract a lot of attention, but I had no other choice — it was without

rather die than

I was about to leave, the door was opened, and Michael came

and accentuated his long legs. Upon seeing the shirt I was wearing, he arched his

stay here forever?” I

send you

me to stay anymore

about the intimate session we had last night. “No, thanks,

now, but I still did not control myself and had sex with Michael. I don’t know how to

you want to go out looking like that?” Michael’s lips curved into a smirk as he eyed me

but as soon as he said that, I followed his

of me, I don’t like people staring at me

uncanny ability to change my mind. As soon as he commented on my attire, my determination wavered and I kept silent, not knowing how to

that taking a lift in his car was undoubtedly the

then. If you haven’t

that I was still hesitating, he got

he left, I immediately brushed aside all my