My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Perhaps inspired by Brian’s composure, they emerged victorious in round two.
Delighted, Rosalynn almost went for a high-five with Brian.
But when she saw Brian’s cold face, she silently put down her hand.
His presence was commanding.
He remained calm, whether they won or lost.
The tension grew among the onlookers as the third round commenced, all eager to see the outcome.
It was the final ball.
It was Rosalynn’s turn.
She took a deep breath and aimed at the ball.
“Aww, so close! She almost made it.”
The crowd collectively sighed with disappointment.
Rosalynn’s heart sank as she watched the ball, which was only two millimeters away from the hole.

She wished she could simply blow the ball into the hole.
“You lost. Let me consider what request to make.”
Sanford pocketed the ball and winked at Brian.
“Alright, | want you two to kiss for two minutes!”
The demand was for them to share a two-minute kiss!
Rosalynn’s heart raced, and she instinctively rejected the idea.
“Sanford, please stop kidding around.”
Sanford’s smile took on a wicked quality as he looked at her. “You lost, so you must accept the punishment!”
Rosalynn blushed. But she couldn’t simply run away in front of everyone.
At this moment, Brian pulled her into his embrace.