My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2703

Instead, her gaze lingered on his face-sharp jawline, those eyes that always seemed to know more than he let on.

Slowly, she leaned in and pressed her lips against his, letting the kiss be her response.

Lyndons Adams apple bobbed as he held her chin, poised to deepen their connection.

But just then, another knock at the door sliced through the moment.

Tilda felt the sudden shift in his mood, a storm brewing behind his calm exterior.

She chuckled.

Someones at the door. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, reigning in his frustration, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

this later when we get

very well understood the meaning behind those

cheeks,

that the meeting was

usual cool and dignified

assistant, then turned back to Tilda, a flicker of tenderness softening his

off to a

the lounge if you need

planned on heading to the film set, but the memory of his teasing comment

and she allowed herself to

decor was simple yet sophisticated-reflecting his taste

should be: spacious, organized, with a designated work area, a lounge, and

the polished surfaces until she pushed open the

was a small suite,