My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Brian’s reply was a swift.

“One more kiss.”

He kissed her lips before finally allowing her to go.

Lyndon, who had been approaching slowly, observed their intimate exchange, his hands balling into fists, only to relax them moments later.

“Rosa, Mr. Hughes, good evening.”

Lyndon’s voice carried a note of indifference.

“Good evening,” Rosalynn replied, her words laced with a smile.

spread through her hand as Brian entwined his fingers

she turned to gaze

brow creased, but he remained silent, simply gripping

to put on an act? Did he always have

wish not to appear as a laughingstock before the others. In the

nod before escorting Rosalynn with an aloof demeanor to the villa’s door, where

behind, his gaze dimming and shifting away upon witnessing their

a servant appeared, ushering the three

Kyson were deep

group’s entrance, Selina rose, her

this a pleasant surprise? You’ve arrived