Love from My Dominant Boss

“You’re leaving just like that? We haven’t gotten anything.”

Michael pulled my hand, showing no sign of relenting.

I glared at him in fury as none of us budged. I would never follow him here if I knew this was what he wanted to buy. He must have no shame to bring me here at this hour.

“I’m not going in. You can go in on your own if you want to.”

I grabbed the store’s door handle with my other hand as I spoke.

“Are you sure you’re not coming in?” he asked, letting go of my hand with his brows still locked in a frown.

“I’m not going in no matter what!” I shouted back without backing down.

“Fine, then just wait here. You’ll regret your action when we get home later.”

Michael stopped forcing me and went in himself.

I felt so embarrassed looking at him go in. I could not understand how he could come to a place like this without even flinching.

I felt an urge to leave there and then. Michael really never failed to surprise me. I had no idea he was this thick-skinned.

I waited for a long time before he finally appeared at the door again. I spotted the cashier looking at him adoringly as he walked out.

“Do you want to see what I have bought you?”

A sneaky smile curved on his lips as he swung the shopping bag in front of me.

“I’m not interested.”

top to the toe without

can someone be

I suddenly recalled what he

me that I would not want to talk about sex toys with him in the

Behind me, Michael did not say a word but smiled indulgently. I had a feeling things were

we got in the car, I took a quick glance at the shopping bag, trying to see what

hope it was not a vibrator since that

of embarrassment washed over me at the thought of it. At the end of

a peek. “Why? Can’t wait to try it out? Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you’re satisfied after we get

speak. There must be something wrong with him to misconstrue my action, but I was wrong to expect anything sane from

to a sex toy shop at night, and he did not even care if people saw us

was so infuriated I could not put my emotions into words, so I glared at him and said no

ever won an argument with him. I would rather not

after we reached Birchwood. There was no way I would let

he took out a pajama from the bag and threw it toward

when I found out it was just pajamas. Just when I thought he was not as perverted as I thought, I gasped looking at

black cloth was so thin it could barely cover an inch of my skin.

“Can I say no?”

desperately that he would

this before. Besides, it was as good as

You don’t

despite seeing the unwillingness in