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.”

arms crossed arrogantly, his expression retaining

least I’ve savored the

water from the dispenser,

make it more challenging for

detected the derision in his intonation and scoffed, “I surmise you’re having trouble dozing off due to witnessing our

a sip of water and cast a sidelong glance

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our collective insomnia, why not indulge in a drink?”

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

in the

are we waiting for, then? Let’s

the glass, Lyndon headed to the wine cabinet to procure