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.

filled with unspoken words, then nodded, holding her

moment, Leon and his men, capitalizing on their superior numbers, began to encircle them, trapping them like fish in

thudded painfully against her chest as she clung to Brian, her face

doomed

woman will meet her end tonight,” Leon taunted,

I’ll give you a

my woman, I’ll spare your

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

toad like you thinking you could win a princess? Just

face grew stormy, his eyes narrowing into dangerous

voice sliced through the

you, right here in front of your men, how a teenage girl turned you into a punching

sharp, filled with

rage and humiliation as he lifted his