My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Bounding after her, he caught up as she neared their apartment door. He grabbed her arm, spinning her around, and leaned her against the cool wall.

“Love, you need to trust me, the same way I trust that nothing happened between you and Barlow.”

A whirlwind of emotions raged within Rosalynn.

She understood Brian’s discomfort with her night out with Barlow. Yet, she and Barlow were nothing more than friends.

To Brian, Selina and Barlow were two sides of the same coin; but Selina harbored feelings for him, unlike Barlow for her. Alas, she had no words to explain.

Struggling to maintain her composure, she shifted her gaze to the rumpled fabric of his shirt. “I trust you, but it doesn’t make me any less upset.”

shirt, a chuckle escaped Brian’s lips. “Well, if it’s causing all this unhappiness, why don‘t you

Rosalynn met his amused gaze.

surprise as he scanned their surroundings. “Why not?

two apartments. One was

chin up defiantly as her hand sought the button of his

on a mischievous tilt.

muscles of his chest. The cool air hit

waist, pulling her closer. “Love, you’re adorable when you’re all ruffled

but she shrugged it

she added,

for his outfit,

filled him, knowing that