My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2012

Just as she reached for the latch, Lyndon, who’d been silent until then, sprang into action.

He hurried over, handing her a rag.

Rosalynn raised an eyebrow, muttered a thanks, and shoved the rag into Taliyah’s mouth.

Then, with a heave, she hoisted Taliyah up, half Taliyah’s body dangling precariously out the window.

Fourteen floors down.

A fall from here would mean a messy end.

Taliyah’s face drained of color.

Terror choked her voice, her head desperately shaking.

Rosalynn’s voice was ice-cold.

“Clear-headed yet? Or do you need more taste of the fresh air?”

She pushed Taliyah further out.

whimper escaped

shook frantically, tears welling in

was on the verge of fainting

being a mistress is a

kept shaking

to seduce

her

“Are you clear-headed now?”

Taliyah nodded desperately.

a hint of a smile playing on her

body remained rigid with

crumpled to the floor, sobs wracking her

down

“Remember this feeling.

Mistresses meet horrible ends.

”

wide with terror, Taliyah pulled the rag free

clothes and turned

headboard, managed a

“Thank you, Rosalynn.