Love from My Dominant Boss

I sat on the sofa for quite some time. Michael was already asleep by the time I went into the bedroom.

I laid down beside him, and while on the bed, I tossed and turned. I simply couldn’t sleep. Everything at home was draining me.

I was distracted at work on the following day, so I didn’t accomplish much. When it was time to clock off, I went to look for a house to rent. The most urgent matter at hand was to find a decent place to rent, or Steven would be homeless after he got discharged.

I searched high and low in the region near the hospital. It took some time before I finally found a place I could afford. The place was rather small, but it was clean and relatively convenient.

It cost about two thousand a month, and I paid one month’s deposit to rent the place.

Staring at the cash notes in my wallet, I sighed in exasperation. It would take some time before I received my next salary. How am I going to survive in the coming days?

I had been working for years. Yet, I had fallen to that extent.

With absolutely no other options available, I called Natalie to loan some money from her. It’s not like I could actually starve myself until I receive my salary.

I never enjoyed loaning money from others, but at that moment, the most crucial thing at hand was to survive.

Natalie had always been generous with me. I asked for one thousand, but she transferred two thousand over to my account. With a friend like that, it made me feel warm and fuzzy.

The accommodation issue was solved, so I was relaxed. I wasn’t as gloomy as I was earlier either, so I made a few of Michael’s favorite dishes after I returned to Birchwood.

I was busying away in the kitchen while Michael was reading a finance magazine on the sofa.

“Your mood seems better. Did you find a place to rent?” asked Michael as he flipped the magazine. He never even looked up when he asked that question.

“Yeah, I rented a small place. The interior was decent, and it was quite convenient.”

Michael’s voice prompted me to turn around and look at him. I was a little excited

didn’t share that relief. He simply warned, “Don’t celebrate just yet. This is just the

look at me and said those words before he stopped

I glared over in displeasure. Darn it,

to say anything to make me happier, but you didn’t need

I worried that you’d go unprepared and upset yourself in the end. Things

his eyes

deal with it tomorrow. The important thing is that I have done

happy with the place I found them, and she would definitely behave passive-aggressively with me tomorrow. Still, I had already done my best, and there was nothing I could do even

the dining table, I called out to

remained quiet the entire meal, and his expression was blank, so I had no

hospital tomorrow,” informed Michael when we were almost done eating. He only tilted his head up and looked at me

not necessary. I’ll just get

the more troubled I felt. I was worried

offers like that, Anna?

flames of fury in him. I guess there aren’t many

My heart trembled when I saw his somewhat angry eyes. Still, I knew that he was just trying to help me

“T-Thank you.”

accepted his help. I had always felt especially at ease when

we retired to the bedroom. That

just closed my eyes and was getting groggy and sleepy when his misbehaving hands started caressing all over

frustration and slapped his hands away. I wanted to ignore him, but his

didn’t do anything the night before, so there was no

should get some

was rejecting him politely and nicely. I prayed that he was kind that