Love from My Dominant Boss

I put my phone aside, hoping I could stop thinking about what Emma said, but I was wrong.

I found myself going over to meet her when lunchtime came. I knew nothing constructive would come out of our talk, but I refused to run away from the issue. Besides, I did not believe she would let me off the hook just like that if I did not show up. So, I decided to just meet up with her.

I spotted Emma drinking a cup of coffee at a table beside the window right after I came through the café’s door.

She gave off a charm of elegance from the way she dressed and carried herself. She was inarguably a beautiful woman.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down before walking toward her and sitting down.

“What would you like to have?”

Emma spoke before I could greet her.

“I’m good. I don’t have much time, Ms. Jones, so let’s cut to the chase.”

I had no intention of talking to her over a cup of coffee—I was not in the mood. After all, she was Michael’s official girlfriend.

“I see you’re a forthright person. All right then, let’s get straight to the point.”

She was taken aback by my candidness, but she quickly composed herself and smiled.

“Ms. Garcia, I know that your relationship with Michael is somewhat extraordinary. But, I think you know I’m his girlfriend, right?”

Of course, I knew she was his girlfriend, but still, hearing those words from her made me feel uncomfortable.

I listened to her without any expression as if she was talking about someone totally unrelated to me. “I don’t see why you need to tell me that, Ms. Jones.”

I fixed my apathetic gaze on her.

don’t need me to call you out on what both of you are doing, don’t you, Ms. Garcia? You

in the eyes without the slightest

it under our hats. We pretended as

Ms. Jones. Mr. Shaw is just an

natural as I could without taking

to keep our relationship hidden from

me overthinking, or

she found out I was inexorable. Her gaze

asked me out, then I don’t see the

up and got ready to

“Ms. Garcia.”

shot up on her feet

frown broke out on my face as I turned toward her

anything

did not wish to get

want anything to happen to

no effort to conceal the

this to

for a moment and then turned to

that she asked me out just to

me, but he was

to Michael and ask him to leave me, then I would not

the company. Although I looked composed back there, I knew I was on the losing end from the very beginning. There was no future

from behind. I frowned and moved

to lambast the driver, but I

the car and