My Bossy CEO Husband

“Alright, let’s wrap it up for today,” Brian announced, rising from his seat, ready to depart.

“Miss Fuller, please take care of Mr. Hughes.” Henrik gestured for Rosalynn to lend a hand in assisting Brian.

Rosalynn didn’t utter a word, simply stood up and offered her support to Brian.

His hand found its place on her shoulder as he bid farewell to everyone.

As they walked out of the private room, Rosalynn couldn’t help but notice the increasing weight of the man leaning against her.

It was as if he was relying on her shoulder for support, burdening her with his entire weight.

raised her gaze, meeting Brian’s eyes squarely. “You’re not drunk. Stop

playfully pressed her against

haven’t done anything out of the

hint of moisture, their darkness drawing

frame enveloped her, his embrace holding her

herself momentarily speechless,

fine. You’re not drunk,

his fingers gently pinching her

would you like to experience how I truly

was left momentarily speechless,