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

realized that he seemed to like wearing white shirts.

mind 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 myself that I should

the matter, I quickly wore the shirt and went out to the living room to find him, but

he would send me back

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 bag and strode to the door,

had no other choice — it was without doubt that wearing a man’s shirt

than going

as I was about to leave, the door

accentuated his long legs. Upon seeing

course. Do I need to stay here forever?” I snapped,

me send you back

to my surprise, he did not force me to

session we had

with Yuval now, but I still did not control myself and

Michael’s lips curved into a smirk

adamant about going back alone, but as soon as he said that, I

about how strangers think of me, I don’t like people staring

he commented on my attire, my determination wavered and I kept

a lift in

go then. If you haven’t decided yet, I’ll

I was still hesitating, he got impatient and turned on his

no longer care about me after he left,