My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Mrs. Larson just takes the cake with her arrogance!” Brian said, his tone chilly as an iceberg.

Rosalynn shot him a look, saying, “Brian, hang tight in the car.

I’ll be there in a jiffy.”

He’d been sticking to her like glue, catching the eye of passing girls left and right.

She wasn’t about others eyeing her man all the time.

“You sure you don’t need me around?” Brian, ever the gentleman, asked.

can handle this myself.” Rosalynn

and sauntered towards the car, collecting glances from

He paused and his gaze softened when he noticed

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a small world! Why

the tough gal who handed you a beating? What’s she doing here?” his buddy blurted

face clouded, his gaze giving the guy an icy

the head, scolding, “What gibberish are you spouting? Dilan wasn’t in his A-game that day; cut him some slack

touched his head and quickly backtracked, “Yeah, my

clouded; he was only eager to get out of

Rosalynn shouted out to him before he

“Hold your horses, Dilan!”