Love from My Dominant Boss

“Yeah, I am. I pulled an all-nighter,” he answered calmly and went to sleep, oblivious to my feelings.

It was just a simple answer, but it hit me like a truck. I couldn’t believe he admitted to it without any explanation. “Were you with Emma last night?”

I was holding on to a sliver of hope, convincing myself that Emma was lying to me. Maybe he wasn’t even at her place last night. Even though the chances of that happening was close to zero, I wanted to believe in it. But I knew it must be true since Emma called me using his phone. That couldn’t have happened if he wasn’t with her.

“How did you know?” He gave me a look of surprise and sounded alarmed.

I didn’t get the answer straight from his mouth, but his aversion was already an answer in of itself. So he was with Emma last night. Why is he looking so alarmed, though? Is he suspecting me of something? We’ve known each other for so long. I thought you understood me.

I closed my eyes silently, and tears streamed down my cheeks.

He frowned in displeasure because of my silence, then he turned me around by force. “What is goi—” Michael was about to interrogate me, but he swallowed his words when he saw me crying. “Why are you crying? I haven’t even begun.”

Michael looked like he was worried about me, though I wondered if I was just reading into it too much. Maybe I was, since there was no way he’d worry about me.

I stared back into his eyes. Even so, I couldn’t stop crying. “Is this it, Michael? Are you gonna break up with me?” I asked calmly. If he were to say yes, I’d leave

you think

had confronted him with that question, and he’d blow up every time. I tried to force him into breaking up with me at first

was in a committed relationship, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t help myself from falling deeper and deeper into this pit of

feel. Emma’s your girlfriend, and you two seem to get along well. Since that’s the case, I don’t see why I

had to do it. If I were to stay with him any longer, I would eventually go

case, Anna. You’re my

beyond the point of no return, I wondered if I could manage to save myself from the pain. My heart had

mustered all my courage, and asked, “Do you like me, Michael?” I wanted to know how

surprised. He frowned for a moment, thinking about my question,

shaken. I couldn’t believe that he’d say that to me, but at the same time, I cried even harder. Even though our relationship wasn’t blessed, hearing him say that he liked me

into hell. “I like to f*ck you, Emma. You’re the only woman who can turn

see. I’m a fool for thinking that he actually likes me. For some reason, I regretted asking him that since his answer crushed me

am, after all, your friend with benefit, so I guess it’s not surprising that’s the only reason you like me.” I laughed at myself, staring