Love from My Dominant Boss

Michael looked at me expressionlessly while I looked at him in anxiety as I waited for his reply. “The child is half the reason.” Although his tone was composed, his answer wasn’t what I had expected. I gave him a puzzled look as I had assumed he canceled the wedding entirely because of the child.

“What’s the other half then?” I looked him in the eye, feeling nervous yet somewhat hopeful. “You!” Michael replied in an indifferent tone. Nevertheless, I was ecstatic to learn that he had married me partly because of his feelings for me.

My eyes sparkled, and my heart was overwhelmed with bliss. It was just that I didn’t know how to express it. “Michael, I—” It took me a long while to calm down. Looking at Michael’s face, I was about to say something when he leaned in and locked his lips with mine.

The moment our lips touched, it felt as if I was being electrocuted. My mind turned blank, and I forgot what I had wanted to say. As Michael’s scent filled my senses, I felt a sense of security that never existed before.

All this while, I had always been fearful of losing him. But on that day, I was certain that he would always remain by my side. Hugging him, I reciprocated his kiss. For the first time, his kiss was so gentle. It wasn’t tinged with his usual possessiveness or anger.

Instead, it was filled with all his affection for me. That night was the happiest night of my entire life. I slept exceptionally well in his arms after that. In my dreams, I saw both of us at our wedding and the birth of our child. Everything was perfect, and I was the happiest person on Earth.

I adjusted myself, he opened his eyes. “Why are you up so early?” I gave him a surprised look as I

didn’t sound as if he had just woken

and it quickly dawned upon me what the issue was. I quickly raised my head and pulled out his hand. I had used Michael’s hand as my pillow the entire

back to how blissfully I slept in his arms, I felt sorry for him. “Why?” Michael frowned,

look on his face made me feel bad for using his arm as my pillow for the entire night. I slept really well and didn’t consider how uncomfortable it was

my lips in response. Although I was upset by the fact that his words were contrary to

see that he was enjoying himself. Just when I was still massaging him, he blurted all of a sudden, “Let’s go to the

and a full body examination is required,” Michael

me for a check-up at the hospital delighted me. Although I was given a clean bill of health recently, I didn’t mind going a few more times just because he was accompanying

was tired after massaging his arm for twenty minutes, Michael got me to stop. I had planned to make breakfast for him. However, he didn’t allow me to do so due to

to my taste. I couldn’t take anything oily at the moment as I would feel nauseous at the