Love from My Dominant Boss

I stood in the same spot and took quite some time to calm my nerves before I returned to my seat. That was when I saw that Michael was already back on his date with the beautiful lady.

The lady kept smiling, and it seemed like she was trying to seduce Michael. That got me upset. I was tempted to rush over and chase that woman away.

“Anna, why were you gone for so long? Are you not feeling well?”

Ronan seemed curious and worried.

“Oh, I’m fine. There was a queue at the washroom,” I lied quickly while shifting my attention over.

“Oh, then let’s eat up. Everything is served.”

Ronan didn’t suspect anything. He simply got me a salmon sandwich. A hint of love and care glowed in his eyes when he looked at me.

Am I seeing things? Why does he look like he is staring at his girlfriend when he smiles at me? Gah, I’m probably just nuts. My brain hasn’t been working well lately.

I shook my head to stop myself from overthinking. After that, I tilted my head down and started eating, but I can’t stop myself from glancing over at Michael.

He happened to turn to me as well. All I saw was the anger in his distant gaze and the displeasure in his grouchy expression.

Those got me to turn my attention to the food right away and pretend I never saw him. That guy won’t let me go tonight, anyway, so I might as well enjoy myself while I still can.

I spent the entire meal looking away from Michael, but I could sense that his glare was on me all the time.

I ended up having that meal while on edge. Ronan took me to the bus stop. He wanted to drive me all the way home, but I honestly couldn’t explain myself if he met Michael there, so I rejected his offer.

Ronan seemed a little disappointed about that, but he didn’t push it further. He simply stared into my eyes before he turned around and left.

I took a deep breath after Ronan’s car had gone out of view. I had to prepare myself mentally before I deal with Michael back at home.

He was scary when he lost his temper, and

was already sitting on the sofa in the living room when I reached home. His ferocious gaze shot daggers at me as soon as

you back so

guilty when I looked at him and saw that haunting

are you home so late? How long does it take to finish

me. His eyes shone with

him and retire to the bedroom, but that

path, and his handsome face had an evil expression on when he

We

meekly because we’re home. I no

to bed? Anna Garcia, did you really think you

let me go tonight. D*mn it. I’ve already lowered my stance to this

well, but I couldn’t show it. Michael was already on the edge of losing his temper,

as I backed away from him. Our steps were synchronized like we were a team, but

a friend, and all we did was having dinner together.

explanation, but I couldn’t. This man has always reacted badly to being pushed. If I remain stubborn,

so? Then why are you home so late? Where did the two of you go after dinner? Did you

already made things

line, Michael Shaw! There is nothing between the two of us. Why must you think

at him. His words were blatant insults to me. I

for some time, and I’ve only known

I want to do a spot

didn’t trust me at all and didn’t believe that

check? How do you

frowned and stared strangely at Michael. How could he tell if I have