Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 89

If I really wanted money, I would have asked for it from him the first time we slept together. But I didn’t.

All I wanted was to have a proper discussion with him, not another argument. He was a domineering man, but he wasn’t coldhearted.

 

Michael scanned me from head to toe curiously. He didn’t have to say a single word for me to guess what he was thinking and what he was about to do.

“I’d advise you to give up on the idea of becoming my girlfriend. I can give you anything except that. I would never marry a nobody like you; know your place, Anna!”

If I’m just a nobody, then why are you, a huge CEO, so insistent on clinging to me?

 

You’re surrounded by so many great, intelligent women. You could easily get any one of them to fall for you. So, why me?

“I never wanted to become your girlfriend. Relax. I know where I stand.”

A man like him was most likely going to marry someone hailing from a powerful family background and beloved by all those around her.

 

There was no way that a woman like me would ever become his wife, and the mere idea sent chills up my spine.

have time to figure

 

internal sigh of

long time ago to end things with him. I was just afraid that if I let our relationship go on this way, I would not be able to keep my feelings in check any

way too out of my league, surrounded by flocks of admiring women. On the other hand, I was just an ordinary girl. Even though I, too, liked handsome, charming guys like him, this particular man was destined

further.

my decision until after a few days passed so that I wouldn’t aggravate him in his brief moment

night. Yet to my surprise, he left the table and picked up his

an

bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

to love another man after Justin, but I hadn’t expected to

I truly felt for him. When I couldn’t help but think of him every time I tried to go to sleep,

I was scared to let myself get heartbroken once more. So, I curled in on myself like a porcupine

from my daze. I glanced

to get in between her and John again. There were actually several times where my finger nearly pressed the “dial” button, but I could never muster up the courage

call. “Nat!

mean, what could I say; Natalie calling was

surprise, I heard Natalie sobbing on the other

are you crying,

of my stomach. Natalie was

John? Did he hurt

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