Love from My Dominant Boss

By the time I came back to my senses, Ronan was gone.

He sneaked a kiss! Isn’t he getting more and more courageous? Have I been too nice and gentle to him recently?

I was unhappy about Ronan kissing me, but I was not as angry as I thought I would be.

Soon, he returned with a bag of beer. Still sitting by my side, he opened a bottle and handed it to me.

Instead of taking it, I looked at him and grumbled, “What did you do earlier?”

He froze for a second when he heard my question. In the next second, a cheeky expression crept onto his face, and he grinned.

“I kissed you. Didn’t you realize that?”

Glee was written all over his face, and for a moment, I had the urge to smack him.

“Ronan, have you forgotten what I said to you? How dare you kiss me? Are you asking for a good round of beating?”

That was simply outrageous. However, the more he acted that way, the more annoyed I was.

“I’ve liked you for such a long time. What’s wrong with me stealing a kiss? I didn’t do anything to cross the line anyway,” Ronan whined.

His words only made me angrier.

“According to your theory, if you were to have feelings for me for a few years, you’ll get to sleep with me?”

I could not understand what kind of logic he had. He has liked me for a while, so he gets to kiss me? Does he mean that if he likes me for a long time, he’ll get to sleep with me?

you want it, I’d

be a retort, but it was as if the implication had gone over

I glared at him. Right as I was about to say something, he interrupted

you a secret,” he muttered as he leaned closer to me with that same grin

interest was piqued by the mysterious way he said that. I wanted to find out what secrets Ronan could possibly

closer to my ear, he whispered, “I’m very good in bed. I can last a long time, and I’m big and long. If you’d like to have a go with me,

need is

my face flush bright red. In the next second, I smacked my palm onto the back of his head. He is

he ever be serious? We’re friends, so how can he say

with a displeased expression, but he whined, “Anna, can’t you be gentler with

allowed to say this to me anymore. I’ll smack you every

I was not angry with him. Instead, I felt awkward, for we were supposed to be

I knew that he loved teasing others, so he was only joking with me

with you, why can’t you let

I’ll ignore you for the

Even as friends, a joke like this is definitely

right, all right. I won’t say it anymore. I was

anger, Ronan stopped and began apologizing to

face as I kept quiet. The upsetting feeling about his words was still

anymore. Have a drink. Aren’t you in a bad mood today? I’ll drink with

like he realized he had taken the

go. Taking the beer from his hand,

drinking whenever I felt frustrated. Maybe

finished all the beers. My alcohol tolerance was far from good;

realized it’s always Ronan who kept me company whenever I’m vexed about something. Honestly,