Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 87

Speak of the devil – the man himself was staring at me with his steely eyes.

I dropped my head as fast as I could and locked my neck. Why, oh why, is God playing tricks on me again?

Every time I badmouthed Michael, he would unfailingly appear somewhere close enough to hear it. Just when I thought things were finally getting better between us.

Millie, too, detected his overpowering hostility and went back to work. From what I could see, the ladies in the company seemed to fear Michael more than they liked him.

That was no surprise, though. His scrupulosity when it came to working would scare anyone off. A trivial mistake would cost someone her job.

 

“If I hear another word of gossip during work, you’d better send yourselves packing!”

He gave us his signature stare before uttering those threatening words.

Even with my head down, I could feel his piercing glare.

 

Only after I heard the closing of his door did I dare to lift my head again. His despotic aura followed him into his office.

“Oh my god! The way he looked at us was so scary! Anna, did you see those eyes?” Millie asked with her lips trembling.

 

Let’s not gossip during working

it, Michael was being lenient with us. I highly doubted that we’d be given a second chance if the

nodded her head and kept

the supermarket as usual. Doing things on my

Natalie, we’d always hang out at night. But now it

living room. The top two buttons of his shirt were let loose and as always, his gaze

up and make me

got up and

are you doing here? I thought I’ve made things clear

ignored his request and wanted

exhaustion didn’t he understand? What was he trying to do,

you started it. Do you think it’ll be that easy to ditch me?” he murmured those

could give him two tight slaps to vent out my anger! How did men like that even

then, he could see that anger was bubbling in my eyes, yet he brushed

and who knows, maybe one

that I’d be entangled in this scruffy affair. This man was like gum that you could never shake off no matter how hard

no point arguing with him, I walked to the kitchen in

it was obvious that he only did what pleased him. None of my reasonings or

the couch and watched TV while I cooked. He never once looked over to the kitchen, not even

I was a working wife who was busy with house chores after a day of work. It was weird that he

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