Love from My Dominant Boss novel Chapter 28

“Didn’t I satisfy you the last time? I never thought an innocent-looking girl like you would turn out to be insatiable. I really underestimated you, Anna.”

It seemed like Michael never intended to let me off. His words enraged me; he was insulting me. Even though I came to him with ulterior motives, I was actually a rather conservative woman in nature. Being called insatiable by a man left a bitter taste in my mouth.

The smile on my face instantly vanished, and I stared at Michael coldly. “Sorry. I came to the wrong person.”

With that, I spun around to leave, but he snagged my wrist and yanked me back against his chest.

Circling me tightly in his arms, he inched his face closer to mine with a wicked smile playing on his lips. “Since you’re so eager to roll in the sheets with me, I guess I have no choice but to give you what you want.”

Although this meant he agreed to have sex with me, every word he said was a blow to my pride, even more so when I was a very prideful woman. Thus, I immediately shoved him away.

Yes, I was severely short of money, but that didn’t mean I would allow a man to insult me like that. Coming to see Michael was a mistake.

“Let’s just pretend I never came to see you today. From now on, we won’t ever see each other again!” I said frostily.

With that, I turned around and prepared to walk away, but Michael was faster. He shot forward and blocked my way.

“Don’t you think it’s a little too late to walk away now? You were the one who seduced me first, Anna.”

Before I could react, the man opened his car door and shoved me in.

I initially wanted to resist, but at the thought of my dad, I endured the humiliation I was feeling and stayed seated in his car.

The car sped along the road at an insane pace. Thankfully, Michael was a skilled driver.

“Where are we going?” I glanced at the man’s side profile and asked blandly.

“To some place where it’s convenient for what we’re about to do, of course. Don’t tell me you want to do it in the car again in broad daylight?”

Michael didn’t even look at me when he answered my question, but what he said made me blush a beetroot read as my mind was automatically brought back to that wild scene in the car.

I had slept with him again right here, in the same car and same seat.

Turning my face to look out the window, I remained silent the whole ride.

He made the car fly, and we soon arrived at a chain hotel. After getting out of the car, I looked up and saw that it was a five-star hotel.

I couldn’t help but grumble inwardly. This guy must be filthy rich. We’re only going to have sex. Is it really necessary to choose a five-star hotel? One night here would probably cost me half a month’s salary. The lives of rich people are truly different from ordinary ones.