My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Tilda flashed a defiant smile, aware of her temporary advantage.

She was injured, after all, and he couldn’t very well splash back without risking her wound.

Lyndon responded not with words but with action.

His gaze captured her lips for a moment before he leaned forward, closing the small gap between them with a tender kiss.

The contact was warm, catching Tilda off guard, causing her fingers to tighten around the edge of the tub.

What just happened?

Did he just kiss her?

That sure was a bold way to retaliate.

wanted to tease Tilda, but what had begun as an innocent attempt to tease

pulling them into an unexpected embrace fueled by a spark that seemed

romantic atmosphere became a profound moment of connection, each kiss intensifying the

mind was

couldn’t recall how she got from the bathroom to the bed or how

she didn’t feel the pain of her wound, only a profound exhaustion that left her unable to

N G E L A ‘s L I B R A

until noon the next

on her side, her

times, letting

his magnetic, amused voice

“Awake?”

muddled thoughts