Love from My Dominant Boss novel Chapter 194

“Let go of me, you pervert!”

I struggled as much as I could. At that moment, I was truly tempted to slap Michael right across the face, but I was too chicken to do so.

“You belong to me, Anna Garcia. Do you hear me? You are mine, and I will not allow you to be with another man!”

Michael was grouchy when he glared at me and grumbled into my ear.

My heart trembled fiercely. An idea instantly flashed through my mind. I-Is he jealous? Is that why he’s angry at me for having dinner with Ronan?

Thinking about that got me a little excited. I truly wished that was the case.

I stopped struggling against Michael. My eyes shone with sincerity, and I stared for a long time before I replied, “Okay, I understand, and I won’t sleep with anyone else before our relationship ends, but he really is just a friend.”

Michael was the only one I love with all my heart and soul, so how could I possibly get intimate with anyone else? Even if our relationship ends, I likely won’t be with anyone for a while. I am destined to be hurt by this relationship between us.

The fury in Michael’s eyes dissipated quickly when he saw me softening. His grip on my hand loosened as well.

He looked into my eyes as I gazed calmly into his. There wasn’t even a hint of guilt in me.

“You better remember the words you said, Anna Garcia. I will not allow my woman to betray me!” warned Michael in his deep voice. His tone was powerful and convincing as he did so.

My heart trembled as I nodded robotically. The strong aura his body exuded got me inexplicably nervous.

I stared blankly at him. Michael kissed me before I came around.

He wasn’t as forceful as he was earlier, but he was still possessive. Despite that, I couldn’t stop myself from falling for him. I knew that I would just get hurt if I fall deeper in love, but I couldn’t help it.

Michael kissed for a long time. He didn’t let me go until my mind had already shut down. That night, he was especially passionate, and I had trouble keeping up.

After what seemed like an eternity, I felt like my back was breaking when he was finally done.

I panted as I laid on the bed. Michael, however, walked right out of the bedroom. He didn’t hold me in his arms like he used to, and that disappointed me a little.

Hearing the running water from the washroom got me curious. I wanted to know if he was simply possessive of me, or if he truly cared.

Despite my curiosity, I didn’t have the guts to ask him. I worried that his answer would break my heart.

I was exhausted after Michael drained me like that, so I closed my eyes and stopped wondering.

It didn’t take me long to fall asleep, and I didn’t know when Michael returned to bed, but he was awake when I got up.

He tilted his head toward me when I looked at him. His gaze was serene, and I couldn’t detect any emotions from them.

“Last night…”

I remained quiet for a long time, but when I finally tried to speak, I realized that I was at a loss for words.