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?”

caught the pillow. Observing her rise to leave, he reached out,

feel

muscles in his

If you don’t let go,

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 ointment for you! What

believe

simply stated his

have to

“Lcan do it myself!”

struggled to

insistently guided her