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.”

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can someone be

suddenly recalled what he said. He said

but it occurred to me that I would not want to talk about sex toys with him

not say a word but smiled indulgently. I had a feeling things were not going to turn out nicely for

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

was not a vibrator since that was what

it. At the end

caught me sneaking a peek. “Why? Can’t wait to try it out?

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

he did not

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

all, it was not like I had ever won an argument with him. I would rather not waste my energy talking

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

get into the bathroom, he took out a pajama from the bag and threw it toward me.

pajamas. Just when I thought he

That piece of black cloth was so thin it could barely

“Can I say no?”

blinked my eyes, hoping desperately that he would

worn something like this before. Besides, it

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seeing the