My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter: 120

“Where are you touching?” she asked.

Brian had only intended to make her sit because he hadn’t yet applied ointment to her ankle.

However, seeing her ears tinted pink and the mix of bashfulness and indignation in her gaze, he opted not to explain.

He leaned in slightly, a playful grin on his lips, teasing her. “Rosalynn, don’t be shy. | know you’re attracted to me. Isn’t this what you wanted?”

His chest muscles exuded masculine allure. His large palm slowly roamed her thigh.

Rosalynn shoved him away and hurled a pillow at him.

“How dare you?”

rise to leave, he reached out, grasped her slender waist, and pulled her onto

feel

sensed the powerful muscles in his thighs, Rosalynn’s

Hughes, let go of me! If you

her, and whispered into her ear, “Are you genuinely angry? | mentioned your impure thoughts, but you wouldn’t own up to them. | just wanted to apply the

couldn’t believe her

could have simply stated

did he have

“Lcan do it myself!”

struggled to her

guided her back to the