My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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Especially when he was a mere assistant director.

He was easily replaceable.

However, his wife had already made her decision, so he wouldn’t insist.

His eyes trailed over her tantalizing body as she lay down on the bed, clad in nothing but a nightgown.

Lifting his fingers, he gently traced the curve of her shoulder.

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“Darling, it’s almost noon. Are you getting up for Lunch? Or shall I ‘feed’ you in bed?”

His eyes gleamed as he spoke.

Rosalynn immediately understood the implication of his words and glared at him. “Get out.”

Did he really offer to feed her in bed? She doubted it!

He must be thinking about having sex with her again!

Brian smiled wickedly. He wrapped his arms around her and rolled over on the bed, pressing her body

under his.

“Sweetie, don’t be so heartless. Let me serve you.”

Just Like that, Rosalynn was unable to say anything.

In the well-furnished villa of the Larson family, Ivy and Renata sat on the leather sofa.

Wilton was on the phone.

“Okay, I see. Please thank the assistant director for me.” With that, Wilton hung up the phone.

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Ivy looked at him expectantly and asked, “Dad, how’s it going? Can I join the cast now?”

After returning from school, she asked her father to pull some strings so she could join the crew.

At her insistence, Wilton finally relented and agreed to help.

“It’s done,” he answered.

Ivy was ecstatic. “Really? Am I really going to be an actress now?”

“Yes.”

“Which role?” Ivy asked excitedly.

“The director cast you for the fourth female lead.”

Ivy’s excitement froze at his words. “What? Why? Have they seen me?