Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 527 Shameless

I could tell that Alicia’s attention was all on Janette now. Even if I were to stay for a meal, she wouldn’t have the time to care for me. Besides, I was sure that Janette would not want me here either.

“Anna…” She had more to say, but I didn’t give her a chance to speak, and simply turned to leave.

I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t upset as I drove home in my car. It was a crucial time for Janette, and I knew that I should be more understanding, but I couldn’t help but feel upset.

Just then, my phone rang. Seeing that it was a call from Michael, I quickly connected my phone to the Bluetooth speaker in my car and answered the call.

“Hello?” I answered dully, sounding extremely down.

“Why aren’t you home yet? It’s already so late. Where are you?”

Upon hearing his velvety voice, my heart jolted, and I couldn’t help but feel more aggrieved.

“I’m already on my way home. I was at her house today.”

Michael knew very well who I was talking about. Since I still didn’t know how I should address her, I had been using “her” whenever we talked about Alicia.

He kept silent for a moment before his voice sounded again. “You sound upset. Did something happen?”

The changes in my mood could never escape his ears, and I was starting to think that he could read minds.

“No. I’m just not really in the mood. I’m about to reach home soon. So don’t worry about me.”

Seeing that Michael was calling me when it was so late, I knew that he was worried about me, so I quickly updated him about my whereabouts to ease his worries.

“Okay. Drive safe,” he reminded before hanging up.

After the call, I didn’t want to overthink things any further. I decided to just go with the flow with whatever was happening with my mother. I lived my life without her love for so many years, so it wouldn’t matter if I still didn’t receive it in the future. Besides, I already have a family of my own now. All I needed to do was take good care of my own child.

When I finally arrived at the Shaw residence, I saw Michael reading a book in the living room, and I knew that he had been waiting for me.

Taking a seat by his side, I nestled myself into his arms and closed my eyes.

I had been feeling exhausted all this while, and all I wanted to do was close my eyes like this and not think about anything else.

“Let’s go to bed if you’re tired.”

He put the book down and wrapped his arms around me. His voice made me feel at ease. No matter how bad of a mood I was in, it would all vanish the moment I heard his gentle voice.

“Okay. Let’s go to bed. I’m tired.”

I did not refuse, but I continued to stay in his embrace, refusing to move.

“Then why don’t you get up?”

Michael couldn’t stop himself from asking when he saw that I wasn’t moving.

“Carry me to our room, won’t you?” I mumbled as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

I didn’t want to leave his embrace. It was as though I could only feel so relieved and unbothered by all the chaos around me when I was by his side.

Hearing what I said, Michael raised a brow, and the corner of his lips tilted upward.

“Oh? You’re taking the initiative tonight?”

I knew what he was talking about, and every time he would speak of indecent stuff, I would merely ignore him. Besides, I wasn’t in the mood at the moment.

“Can’t you just let me rest tonight? How can you think of stuff like that when you’ve seen how unhappy I am?” I said with displeasure.

I didn’t want to bother myself with him anymore. He wouldn’t think of anything else besides his perverted thoughts at night. It made me feel so speechless that he was like this.

“It’s because I noticed that you’re not in a good mood that I wanted to do something happy with you. Can’t you see how thoughtful I am?”

Michael ignored my complaints and continued to carry me upstairs, his words getting more and more sensual by the minute.

“I’ve never felt happy since I was always tormented by you. You’re the only one who feels happy, are you not?”

Each time after he was satisfied, I would wake up to find myself in discomfort around my private part. How could this man say that it was something to be happy about?

Even though women nowadays complained that their husbands could not last long, it wasn’t such a delightful thing if their husbands could last too long.

“Then how about I treat you gently today? I guarantee that it’d make you happy.”

I had already rejected him firmly, but Michael still seemed like he wasn’t about to give up as he continued to negotiate.

“I think I’d be happier if you didn’t do anything tonight. If you really want to cheer me up, then just go to sleep. Let me have a good night’s rest. Then, I’ll definitely be in a great mood tomorrow.”

In the end, all he wanted was his benefit for the night. Just say that you want to do it. Why come up with so many excuses? You make it seem as though you really want to do it for my sake. You really are getting more and more shameless.

Perhaps he noticed that I really wasn’t in the mood to do it, because he stopped insisting. Taking a look at me, he said in a somewhat displeased tone, “All right, then. I’ll let you off the hook tonight. When you’re in a better mood, you’ll have to make it up to me twice as much.”

He placed me down on the bed once we got into our bedroom. Maybe it was because I was so tired, I stayed motionless on the bed, wanting so much to just fall asleep right then and there.

I was still in the same position by the time Michael finished showering. He walked toward me in his robe and started taking off my clothes.

I was still in a daze originally, but upon feeling what he was doing, my eyes instantly flew open.

“What are you doing, Michael?” I asked anxiously and cast a nervous glance at him.

“What do you think I’m doing? I’m taking off your clothes,” he answered indifferently while meeting eyes with me.

“Didn’t you promise me that you wouldn’t do anything tonight? Why are you trying to remove my clothes now? Are you going back on your words?” I asked, obviously displeased as I eyed him warily.

Michael was normally someone who kept his words. However, he would sometimes act as if he never promised me anything when we were in bed. It was frustrating because he would do whatever he wanted, and I had no place to refuse at all.

He furrowed his brows, clearly unhappy with my interrogative tone.

“Are you going to go to bed in this attire, then? Even if I don’t touch you tonight, there’s no need for you to wear this to bed. You make it seem like I’m a terrible beast that would eat you alive.”