My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“I’m fine,” he reassured her quickly.

But then, who was hurt?

Brian’s face clouded with concern as he spun around to check on Sanford, who was now clutching his lower back, his teeth gritted in pain.

“Sanford, are you hurt?” Brian asked.

Just moments earlier, Brian had shielded Rosalynn with his embrace, but Sanford had been their true bulwark, stepping in front of them and taking a bullet.

“Damn, it hurts like hell.

Luckily, I’m fine, Let’s just retreat first,”

Sanford grunted, his face ashen but his voice determined.

eyes briefly meeting Rosalynn’s, filled with unspoken words, then nodded, holding her close as they retreated step

numbers, began to encircle them, trapping

face draining of color as she

they really doomed to die

a pity! Such a beautiful woman will meet her end tonight,”

I’ll give you a

my woman, I’ll spare your

with enemies closing in from all sides, she decided she couldn’t hold back

A toad like you thinking you

face grew stormy, his eyes narrowing into dangerous

voice sliced

Have you forgotten the tough lesson I taught you back then? Want me to remind you, right here

taunts were sharp,

and humiliation as