My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1985

“It’s the traffic police.

”

Maggie’s face went crimson as she hurriedly fixed her blouse, feeling totally embarrassed after Sanford had undone it.

Sanford took a deep breath, draping his jacket over her, and hit the button to bring the seat back up.

Thankfully, the car windows were tinted.

Nobody outside could see what was going on in here.

Once Sanford calmed down a bit, he opened the car door and stepped out.

“Sir, you can’t park here.

Let me see your driver’s license, please.

”

cop gave Sanford a strict

“Sorry about that, officer.

”

the ticket,

face was still

jacket tighter, wishing she

was

your place just up

“Yep,” Maggie replied quietly.

directions, Sanford drove into the gated

was freshly

with super high ceilings and

open and handed Sanford a pair of throwaway

if he should start stashing some

“Have a seat.