Love from My Dominant Boss

I lay down next to Michael after wiping his body down, but I couldn’t seem to fall asleep as a bunch of thoughts kept running through my mind. Why does he keep me around if he’s sleeping with other women? Does he enjoy having multiple f*ck buddies or something?

The thoughts refused to leave my head no matter how much I tossed and turned in bed. At some point, I even felt the urge to wake him up and question him about what he did and who he was with earlier that night. However, I held myself back as I knew it wasn’t my place to do so.

I got out of bed very early the next morning as I could barely sleep at all due to the perfume and lipstick.

I knew I couldn’t possibly be the only woman Michael has slept with, but what I didn’t know was when my feelings toward him began to change.

Having taken a shower after sobering up, Michael emerged from the bedroom dressed in a robe and was just in time for breakfast.

“I had a bit too much to drink last night,” he said coldly as he sat down at the table.

“Yeah,” I mumbled coolly in response and carried on eating without saying another word.

I had wanted to ask him all about last night, but I held myself back as I knew it wasn’t my place to do so.

Michael looked up at me and frowned, seemingly displeased with my response.

“That’s it?”

“What else am I supposed to say?” I asked coldly as I stared back at him.

I’ve made up my mind last night… I’m going to keep my distance from Michael so I won’t end up falling in love with him! We are merely f*ck buddies, and our relationship will be limited to what we do in bed.

drive you to the office

changed the topic after shooting me an unhappy

I’ll

it during our time in bed, I should at least avoid being around him as much as

angrily when he noticed my dissatisfaction toward him. “What’s with that attitude of yours,

woman, Mr. Shaw,” I said ambiguously before making

attire, I left the house in a hurry as I didn’t

and there was a look of anger in his eyes

first to leave the house, taking the subway was a lot slower than driving. As such, Michael had already arrived at the office before I did. He was making his way back to his office when he saw me come in, but all he did was shoot me a

to make things difficult for me at work, but he never once set foot into my

came out of his office and looked straight at me as he said, “I want you to

was completely formal and void

I don’t think that’s

as there was no one else around

so how

about it, Michael could tell that I

I’ll start preparing

couldn’t tell if he was being mad at me on purpose for what happened during breakfast

he was the CEO, and getting on his bad side

me begin the preparations, and I shot him a fierce glare while cursing at him in

envy when I went into the