Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 325 The Wound Is Bleeding

“You’re still unwilling to call me that? It looks like you’re not in the mood yet. I’ve got to work harder.”

“You’re such a jerk, Michael!” Argh! He’s truly cunning to utilize a natural physiological need to force my hand! I was already so frantic that I was on the verge of bursting into tears.

“Call me ‘Hubby,’ and I’ll satisfy you. Hurry up…”

At that exact moment, Michael murmured beside my ear again, enticing me.

I shot daggers at him, not in the least bit willing to capitulate. However, I knew that he would never satisfy me if I didn’t give in.

“If you continue keeping silent, I’m going to fasten my pants.”

Michael seemed to be surprisingly patient that day, not at all testy even when I stayed silent. He stood up and started straightening his clothes, making it evident that he wasn’t planning to satisfy me anymore.

“Hubby…”

In the end, I yielded and called out the endearment he wanted to hear, making me rather hate myself then. Ugh! I’ve actually caved in just to have him satisfy me! How aggravating!

Michael was stunned for a moment when my words fell. In

you earlier. Repeat that,

voice drifted into

“Hubby.”

eyes shut, I steeled my resolve and immediately called him “Hubby” once more. I’ve already said it just now, so repeating it makes

“Ouch!”

that pleasurable that

no shame when saying such

If you want to hear it, I can say it anytime

deriding him, Michael wasn’t the least bit angry.

sharp glare. I’ve never won an argument with him, so I’d be better served to close my eyes and luxuriate in bliss instead

I closed my eyes and stopped looking at

my eyes. Nonetheless, I didn’t want to look at him. As such, I turned my gaze away

my gaze fell on Michael’s arm, panic assailed me, for I saw blood seeping out

distress suffusing me at the sight of the gauze

bleeding because he carried me upstairs earlier or because he was too vigorous just now and

Michael replied airily, not a hint of pain to be

I’m getting impressed by his high pain tolerance. It’s such a long gash, yet

say that it doesn’t hurt? Let’s go to the