Love from My Dominant Boss

I met Michael’s furious gaze with my own as I shouted angrily, “Mr. Shaw, I believe I shouldn’t have to report to you that I’m hanging out with my friends!”

That look of suspicion in his eyes is making me so uncomfortable! Why should I have to tell him everything in such great detail?

“How dare you take that tone with me when you’ve been out the whole day with your phone switched off?”

I was usually quiet and obedient in front of Michael, but I refused to let him have his unjust way with me that day.

“I’m a human being, not some pet or object! I have the right to meet up with my friends whenever I want to!”

He was questioning me like I was his girlfriend, and that I had been caught cheating on him, both of which were not the case here.

I felt my eyes tear up a little, but I refused to cry in front of him and forced myself to hold my tears in.

Michael froze for a brief moment before his expression turned terrifyingly grim, and he tightened his grip on my wrist even further. I grimaced in response but made sure not to cry out from the pain.

“Did you hit yourself in the head, Anna? Have you forgotten that you’re my woman now? Don’t you think you should explain to me who you were with today?” Michael growled at me through clenched teeth.

Usually, seeing him like this would’ve filled me to the brim with fear. This time, however, I felt a lot more upset than I was afraid.

“If I’m your woman, does that make you my man in return? If you’re going to question my whereabouts today, then you should also explain why you didn’t come home last night! Why did you spend the night with Emma, huh? Answer me!”

and my tears rolled down my cheeks as I raised

time I told him how I really felt, and in a questioning

us? What right does he have to stop me from being intimate with other guys when he spends an entire

with shock from my sudden outburst and

mad at me because I was with Emma

arched, making it impossible to tell what he

at you for sleeping with another woman! You don’t care about my feelings, and you’re

couldn’t care less about what he felt and poured my heart out to

care about it, but I couldn’t stand it any longer. Seeing him reminded me of how he had slept with Emma last night, and the mere thought of it caused my

response once again. It wasn’t the first time I had lashed out at him, but I

shouted with

don’t have the right to ask anything of you,

heart out helped calm me down a lot, so my tone wasn’t as agitated as

Emma last

arched an eyebrow at

and you spent the night with her. I think it makes perfect sense to assume

would be able to contain himself with

you really think I would just f*ck any woman in sight? You think I don’t have any self-control at all?” Michael asked with

your girlfriend right now, so she wouldn’t

insisting that he didn’t sleep with her, but I still found it a