My Bossy CEO Husband

What was he implying? She was utterly confused.

The room descended into silence.

Rosalynn turned her attention to Brian, sprawled inebriated on the couch. Setting aside the ingredients, she bent over and gently patted his face.

“Hey, wake up. The bed would be far more comfortable.”

Brian’s eyes fluttered open, their soft gaze captivating under the gentle illumination.

Brian was undeniably aloof and haughty when he was sober.

under the influence of alcohol, his icy demeanor thawed, revealing a

shift touched a chord in

gaze at her, she decided to

me help you to your room to

remained silent, his eyes fixed on her

was a depth of feeling in his eyes that resembled a man deeply

Rosalynn’s heart pounded.

her eyes, she hoisted his arm onto her shoulders and

a silent acknowledgment of her

so heavy!” Rosalynn complained, pushing open the door to the bedroom and guiding him to