My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Selina.”

Kyson gripped an umbrella tightly, hastening his steps to shield her from the downpour.

Selina’s complexion was ashen, her Lips devoid of color.

She lifted her gaze to Kyson, a faint shimmer of hope dancing in her eyes.

“Kyson, have your parents softened at all?”

The hope flickering in her eyes forced Kyson to avert his gaze.

“Dad wants you to Leave our home.”

hit Selina like a physical blow, draining what Little color

and Mrs. Moreno hold no affection for her

returned, did they view her as nothing more than a stand-in

her childhood, she had bent

they have truly

cut

E L A ‘s L I B R A

breaths came in harsh,

be cast out from the Moreno household signified

no longer be cherished within

privileges she’d once enjoyed were

to be thrust back into the