My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

At this time, a basketball game meant for three had dwindled to a duel.

The two competitors, clones in stature and physique, one clad in black, the other in white, were caught in an intense dance of offense and defense.

Kyson played the role of referee, while Selina spectated.

Brian, with an agile leap, scored another three-pointer, prompting Selina to cheer, “Nice shot!” Her applause rang out.

Kyson joined in the applause, an itch to join the fray evident.

“Brian, your shot’s remarkable.”

deftly intercepted the ball

he launched into

“What a

forearm, the

the match

gazes were ablaze, resembling warriors in combat, each refusing to concede

mouth, called out, “Brian, Lyndon,

his right hand and arching an eyebrow playfully, challenged, “Need a breather? You seem tired. But just so you know, even your best efforts

a recent mishap, Lyndon’s fatigue didn’t dampen his

just yet. The game’s

Brian’s grin widened.

you need to stop, just say so.