Love from My Dominant Boss

The doorknob turned, and the bedroom door gradually opened. I raised the mug up high and smashed it down on the intruder, aiming it at his head. Only by knocking the wind out of him could I create an opportunity to escape.

Unfortunately, I had overestimated myself. Before I could strike, the intruder caught my hand. The latter twisted my wrist, and the mug dropped onto the ground and shattered. I couldn’t help but cry out in pain at the tight grip on my hand.

“Anna!” I was struggling to free myself when I heard a familiar voice and looked back. Seeing that it was Michael, I heaved a sigh of relief. Nevertheless, I was surprised to see him there. “Michael, what are you doing here?” I asked, my eyes widened.

“Anna, are you trying to kill your husband by hiding behind the door?” Furrowing his eyebrows, Michael glanced at the broken mug before giving me a look of displeasure. The moment I heard the word “husband,” I blushed.

Given how casual his tone was compared to the day, I figured he was no longer angry at me. However, I was still mad at the fact that he snuck into the house in the middle of the night and gave me a fright. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming? I thought you were an intruder.”

Glaring at him as if it was his fault, I cursed him in my heart for almost scaring me to death. “Do you think I look like one?” Michael cocked an eyebrow and smirked faintly. I couldn’t help but be mesmerized.

a beat. It had only been two months, but it felt

midnight, and I was curious as to what he was doing at my place. Furthermore, he seemed to be acting differently compared to earlier in

he gave me a tug and pulled me into his arms. His movements were so smooth that I found myself in his

the time. Even when both of us broke up, he would still see me as his girl. And this time was no

now, I couldn’t help but shudder at those words. “You…” I averted my eyes in embarrassment for a

and walked toward the bed. As I wrapped my arms around his neck, I could sense that he was looking to satisfy his lust. Moreover, he would usually throw me

about to protest when he gently put me down on the bed. Caught by surprise, I trailed his line of sight and saw that it fell upon my tummy. When I saw that he, too, was worried about the child, I realized

all. Before I knew it, he was already stripping me of my pajamas.

actions were a lot gentler this time. “Michael, can you not—” The doctor had reminded me

refuse him that time. “Do you think I can hold myself back? Anna, how can you deny me now? Do you know how long I have restrained myself?” Michael knew what I was