My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

For all she knew, Brian probably thought she was an ignorant and unpolished bumpkin.
He had no idea what he was missing.
“Humph! Let’s forget about the cad! It’s not like you have a shortage of admirers!”
Karina embraced Rosalyn again and giggled. “You’re a divorcee now, but you have yet to experience lying with a man. I’m sure
people would laugh at you if they knew about this.
Now, count yourself lucky, because | have an entire roster of handsome men in my acquaintance. What kind of guy do you fancy,
hmm? I’ll introduce you to someone tonight.”
Rosalynn gaped at her friend, taken aback and speechless.
Why was Karina so concerned about her sex life?
“Sorry, but I’m not interested. From now on, | shall focus solely on my career, nothing else.
Come on, let’s just drink and enjoy the night.” ©
“Fine, fine, have it your way. They say career women are the most attractive these days. Don’t worry, Rosalynn. You and I can
keep each other company until we’re old and wrinkly.”
“Oh, please spare me! | don’t want your inevitable string of lovers to target me!”
The two women looked at each other and burst out laughing

They spent the next hour or so drinking and catching up, and before they knew it, they had drunk well beyond their limit.
Karina persuaded Rosalynn to come with her to the dance floor, but Rosalynn needed to use the bathroom, so she let her friend
go first.
To her disappointment, a sign hung on the bathroom door saying that the facilities were under repair. Rosalynn had no choice but
to head upstairs and try the bathroom on the third floor.
It was all private rooms on the third floor, particularly reserved for valued clients.
Sure enough, the place was more lavish than the rest of the club. The hardwood floor was covered with a thick and lush carpet
that muted Rosalynn’s footsteps.
Her head was already buzzing from the alcohol, and soon, her vision blurred. Before Rosalynn knew it, her legs were turning into
jelly, and she was slowly falling to her side.
Rosalyn fell against the door of one of the private rooms, and her weight pushed it open.
She tumbled into the room. ©
It was dark and quiet inside, only the faint sound of running water could be heard. It was coming from the bedroom. ©
Mustering whatever wits she had left, Rosalynn pushed herself up from the floor and turned to the door.