My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

In order to secure her part in an upcoming show, her agent had taken her out to have dinner with several big shots in the entertainment industry.

At some point during the meal, she had started to feel dizzy.

And by the time she woke up, she had found herself in the director’s bed.

Just thinking about the whole ordeal had her trembling with outrage. She had been careless and ended up falling for one of the deadliest traps in the industry. ©

Eleanor closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. She took solace in the knowledge that this was common scenario in the world of show business.

If she wanted that lead role, then she would have to swallow her dignity and endure humiliation.

inside, Eleanor was still in a turmoil. The director had tortured her through the night, and she was sore all over. Sure enough, she lost her balance just a few seconds later, and failed to grab onto anything before it was

crashed into the door

deep, fortifying breath and gingerly got back to her feet. She tidied her clothes as best as she could, and was just about to leave when the very door she had just bumped

but a fluffy, white bathrobe. His cold

gaze, and for some inexplicable reason, she felt a

“Good morning, Mr. Hughes.”

hadn’t even been a week since news of her and Brian had

Internet.

with the consensus being

had been diligently releasing fake news to the

Brian had always been cold and distant