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.”

arrogantly, his expression retaining its

least I’ve

fetched water from

not make it more challenging for you

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

of water and

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our collective insomnia, why not indulge

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

in

we waiting for, then? Let’s proceed,”

glass, Lyndon headed to the wine cabinet