Love from My Dominant Boss

“Alright, alright. I’ll shut up about it, okay? Look how frightened you are! Anybody else would have jumped at the chance to be known as the last person Mr. Shaw had slept with. But you’re something else. You’re so scared.”

Every time Millie talked about me and Michael, I would try my hardest to draw a line between us. Apparently, Millie thought I was just being a scaredy cat.

But I did not care what anybody else thought as long as no one knew whatever was going on between Michael and I. At the end of the day, I would not want to become the public enemy of every other female employees here.

“I just want to work and earn a living in peace. I don’t want to think about anything else. Mr. Shaw and I? No way.”

What I said was only half true. Of course I wanted to be with Michael, but I did not have faith that it would last.

“You’re right. Every woman here knows that Mr. Shaw won’t fall for us, but we just can’t help fantasizing about it, you know? It’s not going to happen, but a girl can dream.”

Actually, my coworkers were well aware that a relationship with the boss was impossible. Michael would never pick them, but they would still dream about the possibility. In that aspect, I was no different from them at all.

I did not reply Millie. Instead, I dipped my head and went back to work.

Michael’s hickey might have caused a great sensation but, as work got busier, the news slowly slipped away from everyone’s mind. Eventually, people stopped talking about it. At that, relief washed over me.

After an entire day at work, I was pretty exhausted. At that moment, I just wanted to get home, have a shower, and catch some well-needed Z’s. Last night with Michael was absolute madness! Deprived of sleep, I felt dizzy the whole day. Hence, there was only one thought in my mind right then, which was to get some sleep!

When it was time to leave work, I cleaned up my desk and was about to go when my phone rang just as I rose to my feet. I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was my mom.

I hesitated for a while and eventually answered the call. “Hi, Mom.”

“You’re off work, right, Anna? Why don’t you come home? I’d like to talk to you.”

I heard her voice coming from the other end of the phone. She did not sound as cold and distant as before, but somehow it lacked emotion.

Thus, I was a little surprised by the shift in her attitude. Although she was rather indifferent whenever we talked, I felt inexplicably happy to have received her call.

“All right, I’m on my way.”

my mom wanted to tell me. But I ended the call right away and headed straight to the rented house I got for

push. At that time, I could see Mom preparing dinner in the kitchen. She sent a faint greeting my

“You’re here, Anna.”

“Yes, I’m back.”

I still could not grasp heads or

the table, or go say hi to Stevie?

rang from the kitchen again yet

not fire up when she saw me, just like she used to in the past whenever I returned home. Touched by her perceived change in behavior, my eyes reddened. Has Mom finally got it to her head not

Steven first,

sniffled with a grin spread across my face. The next thing I knew,

phone. Although he had been discharged from the hospital, his legs

have you been doing lately? How

down in front of him. From the fruit bowl, I

hurts, but I feel a lot better than

me had faded. He did not look at me, for his eyes were glued to

toward me

ought to be careful and take lots of rest. We don’t want any lingering

a reminder as I

He blinked once, shot me a

now. Don’t distract

orange, his patience dwindled, and he was already asking me

the better, so I had nothing against that. I rose to my feet and left

I came to the kitchen. Mom was still busy making dinner, so I approached her and helped to clean the vegetables. That evening, the whole family was at peace. I felt content, so much so that I allowed another smile

call today? What is it you want to talk to

said she wanted to talk to me about something. Right then, I wondered

can talk at the

still cooking, so she did