My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Rosalynn asked.

Brian assured, “Honey, your wish is my command.”

With a sly smile, Rosalynn initiated a kiss, embracing her newfound realization, inspired by Gail’s words. A woman had to know when to press forward and when to yield.

She was determined to gently guide her husband, securing her role as the one ever advancing.

Meanwhile, Brian sensed an oddity in their conversation but shrugged off the need to decipher it.

In this moment, his sole desire was to lavish her with love.

He worshiped her with kisses, marking a trail along her body, pride swelling within him as he watched her surrender to his touch.

day, Rosalynn awoke to an

the time, only to find it

doing, a considerate gesture following their renewed closeness from the night

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upright, attempting to

it was already seven, and remembering her promise to deliver breakfast to Lyndon, she

up, Rosalynn entered the living room to find Brian, clad in a

aroma of breakfast

Freshen up and join me for breakfast,”

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cook congee for

laptop, approached