My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1167

Chapter: 1167

Rosalynn reached up to wipe the smudges off his cheek. “Why did you want to make breakfast,

anyway? Is this another one of your grand gestures?”

Brian playfully narrowed his eyes at her and pulled her in an embrace.

“Exactly. It’s my way of showing how much I love you. Did I sweep you off your feet?”

This was a man who had never cooked a single meal to save his life, not even himself. He was also a

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cold and domineering CEO who had people at his every beck and call. Yet he woke up early, donned

an apron, and made breakfast for her. If that wasn’t true Love, then Rosalynn doubted she knew what

was.

She rose on her tiptoes and kissed him again.

“Yes, I’m very happy.”

“Well, don’t just say it.” Brian’s eyes glinted with intent, and his voice had lowered to a deeper register.

His fingers began to wander up and down her back, tracing her spine.

Had he gone to all this trouble just to score in bed?

Rosalynn rolled her eyes. “Stop it. You smell bad. Go and change your clothes first.”

Brian pretended to look affronted. “So, you don’t Like me anymore?

Well, I can’t blame you for wanting me to look and smell clean. Why don’t you help me, then? Go on,

take my robe off for me.”

A choked laugh burst from Rosalynn. She poked his arm and said, “Then you’d better let me go first.”

“I think we both know that you’re perfectly capable of getting me naked even if I don’t let you go.”

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That shut her up real quick. They stared at each other for a few seconds, then Rosalynn reached down

and yanked the belt of his robe lose.

Brian chuckled. “How crude. Well, I suppose it’s in line with your wild nature.”

Soon, light filled the entire apartment as the sun rose higher in the sky

It illuminated the Lovers Locked in a passionate embrace in the middle of the kitchen.

They were, however, rudely interrupted by the ringing of Brian’s phone.

Rosalynn pulled back first and tied the belt of his robe back in place.

“Answer it. I’ll take the food out to the table.”

Brian reluctantly let go of her and grabbed his phone.

It was his mother calling.