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.

awoke to an empty

her phone to check the time, only to find it

gesture following their

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upright, attempting to power

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

to find Brian, clad in a grey robe, immersed

aroma of breakfast filled the

and join me

hotel manager

plan to cook congee for

laptop, approached the