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.”

crossed arrogantly, his expression retaining

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that not make it more challenging for you

detected the derision in his intonation and scoffed, “I surmise you’re having trouble dozing

took a sip of water and cast a

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an eyebrow, Brian replied, “If you extend the

in the

waiting for, then? Let’s proceed,”

glass, Lyndon headed to