My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Yes, I was just coming down for some water.”

Lyndon adorned himself in a black silk loungewear, his gaze tender and brows relaxed.

“Good night, then.”

“Sweet dreams.”

Lyndon observed her retreat upstairs before descending himself.

Catching Brian’s icy stare, he grinned knowingly.

“It appears Mr. Hughes might find slumber elusive tonight.”

his

at least I’ve savored

water from the dispenser,

make it more challenging for you

intonation and scoffed, “I surmise you’re having trouble dozing off due to

of water and

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insomnia, why not indulge in a drink?” he

eyebrow, Brian replied, “If you extend the invitation, how could I possibly

simmered in the

are we waiting for, then? Let’s proceed,” urged

Lyndon headed to the wine cabinet