Love from My Dominant Boss

I ran into Michael when I got back to the company.

I saw him when I was about to go into the elevator, but I did not talk to him since he said we should keep a distance when we were in public.

I originally wanted to wait for him to step outside before I entered, but to my surprise, he tugged me into the elevator and closed the door behind us.

“Aren’t you heading out?”

I was confused.

His silence elicited a frown on my brows, but before I could say anything, he pulled me into his arms and dipped his head, giving me a kiss.

My eyes widened in shock at his sudden gesture and my mind went blank. His kiss was gentle. I almost felt like he was kissing someone he genuinely loved.

Michael pushed me against the wall and continued kissing me.

My heart raced in excitement and fear. I was worried the door might open and people might catch us in the act, but kissing him in the elevator also gave me an inexplicable thrill.

Just as I was hoping for more, Michael pulled away from me. He looked much more collected now.

I was suddenly at a loss for words looking at him. He had always acted in unexpected ways that startled me.

“I’ll be out for the afternoon. I’ll see you after work. Make sure you go home right after work.”

The way he talked sounded as if he was ordering me, but there was also a subtle smile on his face at the same time.

I would be lying to say that I was completely unfazed by his charm. I could not help but wonder if I really had a special place in his heart, or was everything just a fling for him.

I

I’ll

after some time. My mind was still hooked on the thought of our relationship. He had no obligation to treat me this nicely if there was nothing serious going on between us. But, if we were really

he was trying to do. After getting an answer from me, Michael pressed a

I had to stop myself before I got carried away. It was ridiculous for me to even think Michael and I might

my seat. I busied myself with work the whole afternoon

to buy some ingredients so I could make some of Michael’s favorite dishes. It had become a habit for me to cook him dinner. I was not even sure if I would be able to wean myself off this

he got home. He was exceptionally particular about his

the table for dinner. Although my cooking

Michael was done eating, he took a napkin to

We’re going to the mall,” he said

from the mall?” I

would be so paranoid about us getting spotted by other people when we were out. I could not believe he was actually asking me to go to the mall

when

to buy, he left me hanging

someone sees

contemplation. I darted my nervous gaze at him, awaiting

me to have

me an

be flocking to him all the time. But,

get to the bottom of it despite

to keep

think you’re asking too many questions,