Love from My Dominant Boss

“But I feel that whatever there is between the two of you is not as simple as an employment relationship. I’m your mother, Anna. I’ve raised you since you were a baby. Don’t you think I know how you tick?”

Mom chose to ignore my explanations. Besides, I could see that she had more to say as she bored into my eyes.

Confronted by her incessant questioning, I averted her gaze guiltily. I did not have a good answer for her. After all, I could not very well say that Michael and I were friends with benefits, could I?

Mom and Dad had a more traditional mindset. Thus, if I really said that out loud, I would probably never see the light of day again.

“Mom, Michael’s really not my boyfriend…”

I might not know what else to say, but I most definitely could not let Mom and Dad assume that Michael was my boyfriend. Otherwise, they would just keep asking Michael for money, devoid of any shame or guilt.

“If Michael’s not your boyfriend, then… is it true? Is it true what they say, that you’re his mistress?”

The conversation suddenly took an ugly turn. I froze when she called me a mistress. I looked at Mom with a pained expression, and my heart ached.

Mom actually called me a mistress. I was well aware that my relationship with Michael was not something that could be discussed openly. If other people had called me that, I probably would not have minded. However, out of all people, it had to be my mother who used that word.

I’m your daughter, Mom. How can you call me that? It’s such a demeaning term! Have you ever considered my feelings?

“Mom, how can you say that?”

My eyes turned misty as I stared at her, feeling upset.

“Anna, we are decent people. How could you let yourself be someone else’s mistress? Do you have any idea the shame you’ve brought to your father and me? What are we supposed to do the next time we meet our relatives?”

Mom did not give me a straight answer. But instead, she had basically decided that I was Michael’s mistress.

I’m not anybody’s

conclusions. She never listened to me, and

then that Dad, who had been eating silently while Mom and I were bickering, announced his stance on the matter. “I don’t care what you are.

harshly. My dad was never much of a talker, but whenever he opened his mouth, his words were

How can we not meet? What’s up with you guys today? Why are

In the past, Mom and Dad had never asked me about my relationship with Michael. Today, out of the

work at another company!

but he did not answer

For your information, Joyful Success offers the highest salary in the entire design industry, and it’s a company with the most promising future for me. How

having to think, I rejected Dad’s demand. Getting the opportunity to work in Joyful Success was not an easy feat, and I

how long will it take

was Steven who spoke this time. He looked at

you mean by one million?”

had a bad feeling

us a couple of days ago. She told us that as long as you stay away from Michael, she’ll give us

a thoughtless person. With no effort at all, he had voluntarily spilled

I understood why Mom

eyes are on a

toward me. I thought Mom had forgiven me. However, I had just come to realize that she was putting up a pretense all this time. She was good to me because

it for the

glimmer of hope I had left. I hoped she could give me a good explanation and tell me that it

fact that I already had an answer. I knew what kind of person Mom was. For a moment, I just did not want to

and I could see the guilt in her eyes. Then, she avoided my gaze but

just want