My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Right at that moment, the bedroom door creaked open, and a man darted out. He grabbed her from behind and pinned her against the wall.

“Who are you? How dare you try to set me up?”

He sounded furious, even through the thick hint of desire lacing his voice.

As Rosalynn made contact with the wall, some semblance of reason returned to her, and her senses instantly cleared up.

This man was Brian!

“| did no such thing!”

then how did you even get in

breathing sounded heavy and labored in the dark. It seemed like he

the wrong room. Let

thing Rosalynn knew, he was kissing her. Her eyes grew wide with shock. She tried to push him away,

once. I’ll

slowly stopped

that she would be sleeping with Brian on the same day they agreed

woke up feeling sore all over. It was to be expected, considering the rough and crazy

billowed slightly as a gentle breeze blew through the window. A thin beam of early morning light streamed into the room and fell upon Brian’s sleeping face.

clambering out of bed, wincing every

sex with the man mere hours