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.

words, then nodded, holding her close as they retreated

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

chest as she clung to Brian, her face draining of color as she watched Leon

really doomed to

her end tonight,” Leon taunted, his eyes fixed on Rosalynn with

I’ll give you a

agree to be my

struggled to control her rage, but with enemies closing in from

thinking you could win a princess? Just looking

eyes narrowing into dangerous slits as

voice sliced

you back then? Want me to remind you, right here in front of your

taunts were sharp,

and