My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

A pair embraced tightly, the man lost in a fervor of kisses.

Karina’s eyes popped wide open; she tugged on Rosalynn’s arm, exclaiming, “Look, is that Lyndon? Oh my God! He always seems so unapproachable. Could he really be this wild privately? And the woman with him, she looks familiar. What’s her name?”

“Ivy Larson.”

Rosalynn spoke her name, her brows knitting together as she observed the footage unfurling on the large screen.

What exactly was happening here?

Why was Lyndon with Ivy?

And why was there a live broadcast of it?

piecing together that they might be

rose swiftly to her feet, gathering

Angela’s Library

the room, Brian

the rush? Take care, you could trip,” he

rush? It looks like Lyndon’s

a spectacle wouldn’t normally be his choice for public

this was someone else’s

who could

Ivy?

look of disapproval flickered across Brian’s

and age. Lyndon is