My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Mr. Hughes, the restaurant’s private room is ready,” Edwin announced.

“Cancel it,” Brian grumbled.

He had hoped a Lunch date might deepen their bond.

But it seemed she had little concern for it.

Angela’s Library

She had plenty of company for lunch, after all.

As thoughts of Lyndon crept into his mind, a shadow fell over Brian’s expression.

dig some information up for

uncover their whereabouts and

Edwin inquired, “Exactly what are you

unbuttoned his shirt in a burst

thought, deeming his

their location, yet he feared Rosalynn’s wrath, worried she might accuse him of

relationship was already strained. He didn’t want

decided to let

in her should be

an hour, Lyndon recognized it

bite? Is there anything particular you crave?” he proposed, as they approached the

“Isn’t there a food street