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?

they might be in the third-floor

she rose swiftly to her feet,

Angela’s Library

the room, Brian

could trip,” he said, steadying her

can I not rush? It looks like Lyndon’s

wouldn’t normally be

this was someone else’s

who could it

Ivy?

of disapproval

both status and age. Lyndon is of an age to marry. It’s about time for