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 its

at least I’ve savored

water from

it more challenging for you

in his intonation and scoffed, “I surmise you’re having trouble dozing off due to witnessing our excessive displays of

a sip of water and

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not indulge in a drink?”

“If you extend the invitation,

simmered in

for,

down the glass, Lyndon headed to the wine cabinet to procure a