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!”

tears rolled down my cheeks as I raised

told him how I really felt, and in a

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

from my sudden outburst and loosened his grip on my arm

at me because I was with Emma last

making it impossible

woman! You don’t care

felt and poured my heart out to release all my pent-up emotions

it, but I couldn’t stand it any longer. Seeing him reminded me of how he

taken aback by my response once again. It wasn’t the first time I had lashed out at him, but I had never been honest about my

he shouted with a

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

out helped calm me down a lot,

with Emma last night? You really have an overactive imagination,

of getting angry with me, Michael simply arched an eyebrow at me gleefully

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

way a brute like Michael would be able to contain himself with a beauty sleeping next to

in sight? You think I don’t have any

a pretty woman, and she’s your girlfriend right now, so she wouldn’t have any reason to refuse your advances anyway…”

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