My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2530

She favored a consistent style, albeit in various hues.

The set Lyndon brought her was black.

As she imagined his fingers brushing against her underwear, Tilda felt a blush warm her cheeks.

She seldom wore this particular black set after purchasing it, leaving it neglected at the bottom of her drawer.

Lyndon’s choice of black piqued her curiosity.

Did he have a preference for the color?

Black is often associated with mystery and nobility.

Perhaps he admired this type of woman, confident and alluring.

Lost in these musings, Tilda reflected on her own temperament-a mixture of literary charm and gentle grace, far from the allure of a seductive woman.

thoughts, Lyndon gently prodded, “Get up, and

”

considered her a helpless child who couldn’t

wavered,

“I…” she began, unsure.

gentle, with a

have to be so

”

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care without further protest, though her heart felt like

bra, his hands

the contours of her figure, noting the bruises that

memory of the previous night caused his Adam’s apple to

her into her bra, his voice

“New Year is nearing.

wondering when

”