My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2531

Once he had helped her into her underwear and Loungewear, she began to feel more composed.

Just as she was about to rise from the bed, Lyndon’s voice halted her.

“Hold on a second.

”

Tilda paused and looked at him curiously.

“What is it?”

“I need to change my clothes,” he said, striding toward the wardrobe to fetch a fresh shirt and pants.

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pretense of modesty, he shed his robe, revealing a well- defined muscular torso that

a quick glance, then averted her eyes, feeling heat creep into

looked stylish when clothed but revealed a well-toned physique when undressed, akin to that of an international male

with the recollections of the previous night, left Tilda flustered

she felt the gentle pressure around her waist, and before she knew it, Lyndon had swept her

she exclaimed, her arms

firm, Tilda sighed, a

her like

is on

legs work

put me down

”

her protests, Lyndon continued walking, his eyes twinkling

your

softly, “This morning, I read a bit of that script you’ve been

how a woman feels the morning after a night of passion-like she’s been run over by a car,

”

shade of red, her earlier annoyance giving way to