Chapter 193
Love from My Dominant Boss
I stood in the same spot and took quite some time to calm my nerves before I returned to my seat. That was when I saw that Michael was already back on his date with the beautiful lady.
The lady kept smiling, and it seemed like she was trying to seduce Michael. That got me upset. I was tempted to rush over and chase that woman away.
âAnna, why were you gone for so long? Are you not feeling well?â
Ronan seemed curious and worried.
âOh, Iâm fine. There was a queue at the washroom,â I lied quickly while shifting my attention over.
âOh, then letâs eat up. Everything is served.â
Ronan didnât suspect anything. He simply got me a salmon sandwich. A hint of love and care glowed in his eyes when he looked at me.
Am I seeing things? Why does he look like he is staring at his girlfriend when he smiles at me? Gah, Iâm probably just nuts. My brain hasnât been working well lately.
I shook my head to stop myself from overthinking. After that, I tilted my head down and started eating, but I canât stop myself from glancing over at Michael.
He happened to turn to me as well. All I saw was the anger in his distant gaze and the displeasure in his grouchy expression.
Those got me to turn my attention to the food right away and pretend I never saw him. That guy wonât let me go tonight, anyway, so I might as well enjoy myself while I still can.
I spent the entire meal looking away from Michael, but I could sense that his glare was on me all the time.
I ended up having that meal while on edge. Ronan took me to the bus stop. He wanted to drive me all the way home, but I honestly couldnât explain myself if he met Michael there, so I rejected his offer.
Ronan seemed a little disappointed about that, but he didnât push it further. He simply stared into my eyes before he turned around and left.
I took a deep breath after Ronanâs car had gone out of view. I had to prepare myself mentally before I deal with Michael back at home.
I walked slowly because I truly didnât want to go back. He was scary when he lost his temper, and I honestly got on his nerve that day.
Unfortunately, I still had to go back. Michael was already sitting on the sofa in the living room when I reached home. His ferocious gaze shot daggers at me as soon as I entered the house.
âW-Why are you back so soon?â
I felt guilty when I looked at him and saw that haunting glare.
âWhy are you home so late? How long does it take to finish a meal? Couldnât bear to part with your lover?â
Michael stood up and approached me. His eyes shone with intense fury when he glared over.
I averted my gaze. My initial plan was to circle around him and retire to the bedroom, but that no longer seemed possible. Thereâs no way heâd let me go tonight.
Michael had barred my path, and his handsome face had an evil expression on when he looked at me.
âItâs late. We should rest.â
I looked at Michael and was speaking meekly because weâre home. I no longer had anything to threaten him with, so I could only admit defeat.
âWe have some scores to settle, donât we? So how can we go to bed? Anna Garcia, did you really think you can con me just like that?â
Michael has made his mind and will not let me go tonight. D*mn it. Iâve already lowered my stance to this extent, but heâs still not satisfied. Seriously, what does he want from me?
The truth was, I was angry as well, but I couldnât show it. Michael was already on the edge of losing his temper, so I will be making things worse for myself if I keep pushing his buttons.
Michael approached me as I backed away from him. Our steps were synchronized like we were a team, but I felt aggrieved when I looked into his eyes.
âItâs not what you think. I was only out with a friend, and all we did was having dinner together. Will you please stop imagining things?â
I wanted to act tough and ignore Michael without offering any explanation, but I couldnât. This man has always reacted badly to being pushed. If I remain stubborn, he will crush me before I even know what happened.
âIs that so? Then why are you home so late? Where did the two of you go after dinner? Did you sleep with him?â
Michael didnât believe anything I said, even though Iâve already made things crystal clear. He insisted on assuming the worst.
âDonât cross the line, Michael Shaw! There is nothing between the two of us. Why must you think so badly of me?â
I was a little angry when I glared at him. His words were blatant insults to me. I have never slept with any other man since I met Michael.
I never even slept with Yuval, whom I dated for some time, and Iâve only known Ronan for a few days!
âWhy should I believe you? I want to do a spot check!â
At that moment, Michael had reached his epitome of anger. He didnât trust me at all and didnât believe that there was anything between Ronan and me.
âSpot check? How do you do that?â
I frowned and stared strangely at Michael. How could he tell if I have slept with another man?
âBy taking you to bed!â
Michael spat those words evilly. He never gave me a chance to fight back and was quick to throw me over his shoulder before walking back to the room.
He dumped me onto the bed and showed no care for me at all. I struggled to sit up, but he hovered over me and pinned me down before I got to do so.
âWhat are you doing, Michael?â
I was a little scared when I saw the crazy look on Michaelâs face. I honestly had no idea what he was going to do.
âConduct a spot check, of course!â
Michael had a grouchy expression on when he spat those words. He pulled my skirt up the very next second.
I had been naked in front of Michael before, but the way he treated me at that moment made me feel ashamed and insulted. I truly wanted to fight back.
I didnât do anything. Yet, he suspects my infidelity and insists on doing a spot check. Is that how he sees me? As a cheap wh*re?
âLet go of me, you pervert!â
The way Michael acted at that moment was no different from a pervert.
âA pervert? How dare you call me a pervert, Anna Garcia?â
Michael was a powerful figure, and it was likely that no one ever dared to insult him right in his face. As such, my words had completely infuriated him.
He didnât give me a chance to say anything else. All I felt was a chill as he took my undergarment off right away.
Anger and humiliation intertwined within my heart. My eyes were bloodshot as I glared angrily at Michaelâs handsome face.
This man has reached a whole new level of despicable! How could he do this to me?