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.

was tempted to stroke

movement on her part was halted by his firm grip, as he

he trying

wake up!” she

He didn’t awaken.

if you don’t wake up,

Still, no response.

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

was the point of arguing with an

by the alcohol-Laden atmosphere,

lips as he looked at the peaceful form of

supposed to bite