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.”

moment, Lyndon deftly intercepted the

launched

exclaimed, “What a

the forearm, the

intensity of the match escalating, they were gasping for

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

out, “Brian, Lyndon, ready

manipulating the ball with his right hand and arching an eyebrow playfully, challenged, “Need a breather? You seem tired. But just so

not fully recovered from a recent mishap, Lyndon’s

just yet. The game’s still on!”

Brian’s grin widened.

say so.