My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

As thoughts of Barlow’s demise clouded her mind, Rosalynn slipped away from Brian’s grasp to fetch some water.

Brian ended the call and eyed her slender figure. He drew in a breath, approached her, and encircled her in an embrace from behind.

After a moment, he murmured, “Don’t worry. I’ve got this under control.”

The thought of anyone harming his beloved was unbearable.

If he didn’t revenge for his wife, he wouldn’t be worthy to be her husband.

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Rosalynn paused to take a drink of water before saying, “Unless the driver admits there’s more to the crash than his drunk driving, our hands are tied.”

reckless audacity stemmed from promises of Beal’s

end. There was no incentive for

held a frosty edge, yet a

does wonders,

him, her face a canvas

hair, his

don’t you

in the air

can you truly

business but fiercely loyal

first love and even saved him one, and to dismiss her might

wasn’t the outcome Rosalynn