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

never listened to me, and even if I did elaborate, she

bickering, announced his stance on the matter. “I don’t care what you

never much of a talker, but whenever

not meet? What’s up with you guys today? Why are you telling

was very confused. In the past, Mom and Dad had never asked me about my relationship with Michael. Today, out of the blue, they called me to come home and then proceeded to ask about whatever was between us. It was all too

company! There’s bound

stern voice sounded again, but he

I quit my job? For your information, Joyful Success offers the highest salary in the entire design industry, and

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

long will it take for you to earn

spoke this time. He looked at me

one million?” I

had a bad feeling that I was about

days ago. She told us that as

thoughtless person. With no

felt like I was struck by lightning. instantly, I understood why Mom and Dad wanted me to come home,

eyes are on

me. I thought Mom had forgiven me. However, I had just come to realize that she was putting up a pretense all

you’re doing it for the money, aren’t

eyes, holding onto what little glimmer of hope I had left. I hoped she could give me a good explanation and tell me that it was

answer. I knew what kind of person Mom was. For a moment, I

in her eyes. Then, she avoided my gaze but remained silent. Her actions

guess Steven’s right. You just