My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Indeed, Brian should be hungry by now.

He must have not had dinner yet.

After all, as soon as he arrived at Atera Restaurant, he and Sanford caught a glimpse of the commotion in the private room. Then, he offered to take the girls home.

Reminded of how big of a help Brian was tonight, Rosalynn couldn’t help but smile faintly.

“If you don’t mind, would you like to come in and have something to drink first?”

Brian scoffed and answered, “That’s right. If you don’t know how to thank me through words, you should at least do something for me.”

off the next second. She forgot how arrogant this man could

owed him for all his help, Rosalynn restrained herself and didn’t argue with

bed, Rosalynn finally took off her stained blouse,

the big living room and looked around while

Brian a glass of water. Pursing her lips,

him, but never did she expect that

a sip from the glass

spacious and bright. There were fresh flowers placed on the tea table,

would be very relaxing to

just showed that she was knowledgeable when it came to architectural and

have some of the biscuits | made. You can eat