My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter: 445

Rosalynn’s brow furrowed as her heart pounded against her ribcage.

Another attempt to push him away proved futile.

Was he mistaking her for a pillow?

With a resigned sigh, Rosalynn Lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

His breath tickled her ear.

She turned her head slightly, taking in his handsome, albeit placid, face.

tempted to stroke his

halted by his firm grip, as he pulled her closer into his

he trying to

up!”

He didn’t awaken.

don’t wake up, I’ll

Still, no response.

so uncooperative when you’re drunk? Why won’t you Let me go?” Rosalynn berated, her words falling on deaf

of arguing with an intoxicated

by the alcohol-Laden atmosphere, she succumbed

gracing his lips as he looked at the peaceful form of

supposed