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 expression retaining its customary

least I’ve savored the

water from the dispenser,

it more challenging for

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

a sip of water and cast a

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not indulge in a drink?” he

an eyebrow, Brian replied, “If you extend the invitation, how

simmered in

are we waiting for,

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