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.”

lips. “Well, if it’s causing all this unhappiness, why don‘t you just

amused gaze. “You

up in playful surprise as he scanned

was shared by just two apartments. One was his; the other. her sanctuary. They

up defiantly as her hand sought the button

on a

smirk, she yanked his shirt open, revealing the sculpted muscles of his chest. The cool air hit his

her closer. “Love, you’re adorable when you’re

heart stuttered, but she shrugged it off, stepping out of his

flickered downward as she added, “And the pants

She really had it in for his outfit, didn’t she? Was it all because it bore traces of

filled him, knowing that her jealousy sparked