My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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Brian kissed her gently and then opened the door to the bathroom, carrying her inside, and turned on

the shower.

Steam promptly filled the room, causing her long eyelashes to glisten with moisture.

As each piece of clothing came off, Brian experimented with different ways to ignite her passion.

In the cozy confines, all that lingered was the room’s charged excitement…

A few moments later, Brian cradled Rosalynn in his arms and gently lulled her to sleep in the bed.

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Her stomach growled with hunger at that moment.

Brian planted a tender kiss on her forehead and gazed at her lovingly.

“Feeling hungry?”

Rosalynn shut her eyes, her lengthy eyelashes quivering. “What’s your take on it?” she inquired, her

voice gentle and somewhat muffled.

Their intimate encounter had just ended and they they hadn’t had dinner yet.

How could she possibly not feel hungry?

Brian let out a light chuckle. “Do you prefer room service, or shall we head to the restaurant

downstairs?”

Rosalynn’s eyes locked onto his. “How about we head downstairs?” she suggested.

Brian played with a strand of her hair, arching an eyebrow. “Are you certain?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

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They only did it once, so he must want more of it.

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She had no intention of spending the entire night in the room, repeatedly catering to his desires.

“Haha.”

He chuckled Lovingly as he playfully pinched her nose. He knew her too well.

He helped Rosalynn out of bed and assisted her in getting dressed.

Eagerly accepting his assistance, Rosalynn was quickly ready. They left the room together and headed

downstairs in the elevator.

The elevator halted at one point, but no one boarded.

Nevertheless, they could hear a disturbance outside and pondered what was happening.

“What’s going on?”

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