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.

to stroke

by his firm

he trying

up!” she

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

the point of

by the alcohol-Laden atmosphere, she succumbed

as he looked at the peaceful form

she supposed to bite