Chapter 176
Love from My Dominant Boss
âMichael, you psycho! Let go of me!â
I continued to hit him. Is he a dog? He bit down so hard. Now Iâve lost it too.
âAnna Garcia!â
He pushed himself up and hovered over me. The room temperature felt chilly from the coldness in his eyes.
There was a tinge of redness on his sexy lips, further enhancing his sensualness.
Despite his good looks, the wound on my neck occupied my thoughts. Is he a vampire? He broke my skin when he bit my neck hard. Does he need to be so harsh? Was he planning to suck my blood or what?
âMichael, donât make me hate you!â
I stared intently into his eyes. Never had I felt such hatred for a person. Humiliation and anger poured through me as I laid there trapped under him.
I could feel his body froze at my exclamation.
âDid you say you hate me?â he breathed. He spoke softly, but I felt chills running down my spine.
âI will hate you more than anyone else in this world if you continue to force yourself on me.â
I was a strong, independent woman. I could endure any challenges or insults thrown at me, but rape was something I couldnât bear. I couldnât tolerate him stomping on my pride and shattering it.
He stared at me for a long while. When I thought he wasnât going to let me go, he got off of me.
I glanced at him wryly. Because he usually wouldnât let me off so easily.
âDonât think I couldnât do anything to you. Itâs just that I donât like to force women.â
He glared at me as he spitted those words.
I was terrified that he was going to hurt me because I could never understand his moods.
He stood and got dressed quickly, then left without even giving me a glance.
Soon, I heard the door slammed shut.
Itâs so late in the night. Did he go looking for his girlfriend? He mustâve went to Annaâs to slake his needs.
I got more irritated by my train of thoughts, so I pulled the blanket over myself, hoping it could stop me from thinking about Michael.
In the next few days, Michael didnât return to Birchwood nor did he go to the company. I wondered where he went.
I didnât see him since that day he left. Even though I was aware that he wasnât in his office, I couldnât help but sneak glances at the closed door.
I must be out of my mind!
âMillie, Mr. Shaw hasnât come in for two days. Do you know where he went?â I asked Millie, feeling restless.
âMr. Shaw? Donât you know?â Millie cast me a puzzled gaze and replied, âHeâs on a business trip to Ustrana. I think he brought his girlfriend with him. Maybe theyâll go on vacation while theyâre there,â answered Millie.
My heart sank, and anxiety started to consume me when I heard that Michael and Emma had gone overseas together.
Huh, they went overseas together. Well, They would have slept together since Michael has such a strong sex drive.
I couldnât help but feel disappointed when I heard they went on a trip together, even though Michael probably had slept with Emma even before this.
âAnna, are you okay? You donât look so well,â Millie worried.
âIâm fine. Donât worry about me. I need to use the washroom.â
I stood in a hurry and dashed towards the washroom, afraid that I couldnât mask my expression anymore.
Noticing the washroom was empty, I sat on the toilet with my eyes red around the rim. The thought of Michael being happy with Emma wrung my heart.
I hated the fact that I was so useless and that I had fallen for Michael.
The arrangement between us is nothing but an agreement. We agreed not to fall in love, so what am I going to do now?
I took out my phone and searched for Michaelâs number. I finally called him after hesitating for a long while.
After a long while, the call was picked up by a woman, instead of Michael. âHello.â
âHelâ¦Hello, Iâm looking for Mr. Shaw.â
The womanâs voice belonged to Emma. I remembered her voice despite hearing it only twice.
âMichael is in the shower, so he canât come to the phone right now. Is there is a message I could take for you, Ms. Garcia?â
Emmaâs voice was sweet and polite, but I could hear there was an undertone of hostility.
Michael is in the shower. So what theyâre about to do next isâ¦
I broke my train of thought because I couldnât handle thinking about him sleeping with another woman. I didnât want to be petty, but I just couldnât control myself.
âNo. Thereâs no need. Iâll hang up now.â
I didnât want to listen to her voice any longer, so I was about to hang up when she stopped me.
âMs. Garcia, letâs meet when I get back.â
Emmaâs sweet voice was gone and replaced with a somber tone.
âWhy do we need to meet? I would say weâre not even acquaintances.â
I frowned at her request to meet. I had a bad feeling about it.
Weâre strangers, yet she wanted to meet me out of the blue. It canât be good news.
âI think youâll be interested if itâs about Michael and me. I know both of you have a special relationship. Else, as an average employee of Joyful Success, you wonât have his number.â
Emmaâs voice turned cold. So she still found out about my relationship with Michael despite me pretending not to know him.
Emma is Michaelâs girlfriend. Now that she has exposed my relationship with Michael. It felt like I was the intruder of their relationship, and I was rather ashamed of myself.
âSorry. I have something to attend to. Iâll be hanging up now.â
I believe every other mistress like me would feel inferior to the girlfriends.