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.”

that moment, Lyndon deftly intercepted the ball from

he launched into a slam

“What

the forearm,

intensity of the match escalating, they were gasping

warriors in combat, each refusing to concede even a

cupping his hands around his mouth, called out,

“Need a breather? You seem tired. But just so you know, even your best efforts won’t

not fully recovered from a recent mishap, Lyndon’s fatigue didn’t

me out just yet. The game’s still on!” he

Brian’s grin widened.

you need to stop, just say so. I don’t go easy