My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

By the time Brian snapped back to his senses, she had been gone. Now, there was nobody else in the corridor except for this actress.

It must have been her, right?

Eleanor was rooted to the spot. She blinked at Brian’s handsome face, her mind racing.

Perhaps Brian had slept with someone last night, but he had no idea who it was.

“Get back inside first.”

Brian thought back to the distinct bloodstain on his sheets, and he softened his tone.

in joy. But she stifled

that you came

on the sofa and cast

little hazy, but what he did remember clearly was that

that meant that she was as much of the victim in

with the director, John Cohen, for an audition. It was just by accident

eyes to

was silent for a while before asking, “What kind of compensation do you

jerked up. “No, thank you. We are both adults. | don’t plan to

was practically most powerful

of person who could get whatever