After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 175

Michael fixed his gaze on my dinner.

“I forgot to prepare yours. It's not too late for you to dine out.”

I didn't lift my head as I spoke, unwilling to look at him.

“You're doing this on purpose!”

I couldn't hide my thoughts in front of him. He was staring at me coldly.

“No, you're overthinking,” I retorted indifferently.

I took a page from his book. He used that same tone on me when he told Emma he didn't know me.

“Anna, you better don't piss me off. There is a limit to my patience.”

His dark eyes glinted as though they could swallow me whole.

He is unexpectedly scary when he's furious. I try to keep myself in check whenever I challenge him.

“Have mine then. I'm tired I'm going to rest now.”

I have to keep my frustration in check, no matter how angry I am—the outcome of pissing him off is not something I can bear.

His rage dissipated from his face. He even managed a smile. Maybe he didn't expect me to offer him

my dinner.

When he smiled, he looked charming and attractive, but I wasn't in the mood to admire him at that moment. I stood and headed straight for the bedroom.

After a quick shower, I was lying on the bed, preparing to sleep. Alas, sleep evaded me. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Unsure of how long it had been before I heard the bedroom door opened. Knowing it was Michael, I quickly pretended to sleep.

I know I don't have the right to be angry, but I can't control my feelings. I don't know how to talk to him.

Once he got on the other side of the bed, he moved near me.

No one understands his intention better than I do, but I'm not in the mood to do it tonight. My mind is full of thoughts of him with another girl. My train of thoughts keeps leading towards whether he had already slept with Emma and whether he was with Emma when he didn't come back last night. Michael fixed his gaze on my dinner.

“I forgot to prepare yours. It's not too late for you to dine out.”

I was gradually getting more irritated at my thoughts, so I turned my back to him. I was determined not to have sex with him that night.

He was very patient in bed. He understood I was rejecting him from my body language, yet he didn't give up. His hands started to caress my body.

A hot tingle flowed through me. He knew my body too well. He knew where exactly to touch to get a response from me, but I didn't give in.

I smacked his hand away. “I'm tired. I need some rest.” I sounded impatient.

I didn't reject him outright but hinted to him.

“Since you're tired, just close your eyes and enjoy. Let me do the rest.”

I don't know if he didn't get my hint or he was acting. He had a seducing smile when he breathed those words into my ear. And his hands continued fondling me.

I knew he was the type who wouldn't give up until he got what he wanted.

“Michael, that's enough! I said I don't want to do it tonight.”

I turned abruptly and stared at him.

Why couldn't he be more understanding of my feelings? How could he be so self-centered?

He was baffled by my outburst. Next, I could see anger simmering in his eyes.

“Anna, watch your tone! You're pissing me off!”

Michael gritted his teeth and coldly threatened.

“I said I don't want to do it, and I am angry.”

There is no way I will give in tonight. He can do it with his girlfriend instead. I'm sure she won't reject him.

“Anna, now you've done it!”

Michael got on top of me, pinning me down like a boulder.

He was rough. The pain brought tears to my eyes. He is torturing me!

I wanted to remove his hand, but he seemed to know my intention, for he used his other hand to trap both of my hands. There was lust and rage in his eyes.

“Let me go! You're hurting me!”

I bit back a cry of pain because I didn't want to appear inferior in front of him.

“Listen to me, Anna. You're my lover, so it is your duty to please me. Do you hear me?”

He said in a low, deep voice. His dark eyes stared ruthlessly at me.

The way he talked had always been arrogant and overbearing. He didn't care how others felt. I was angry and wanted to resist, but I was well aware of his temper. The more I resisted, the more he would torture me.

“Why are you forcing me? You have a girlfriend and so many other women.”

There were tears in my eyes when I looked into his as I yelled.

“Forcing you? You think I'm forcing you right now?” His anger reached a boiling point.

“I'll show you what forcing you is like.”

His face looked so cold that it was scary. Next, he started kissing me on my neck.

However, he wasn't gentle as he used to be. There was a hint of madness in his actions as he bit me all over my neck like beast.

He bit so hard. My entire body was trembling from the pain in my neck. He is like a madman when he's angry.

I tried pushing him away and landed punches on his back with all my strength, yet it didn't deter him in the slightest. My resistance had only increased his madness.

Suddenly, I felt a piercing pain in my neck, making me yelp in pain. The tears flowed from the corners of my eyes as I grabbed the bed sheets tightly.