My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

In a way, Brian had brought this upon himself.
“Tell Eduardo to leave the city. | don’t ever want to see his face again,” Brian ordered, his eyes flashing with unmistakable
ruthlessness.
“Yes, sir.”
The moment Rosalynn got home, the first thing she did was plug her phone to a charger.
Then, she went to the bathroom and started to fill the tub. She didn’t allow herself to relax until she was finally soaking in the
warm water.
She leaned back and closed her eyes.
All at once, she heard the man’s heavy pants against her ear, felt the hot, wet trail of his tongue as he kissed her all over her
body.
Rosalynn sank deeper into the water, as if it would somehow hide her from her own embarrassment.
It wasn’t until she had walked out of the bathroom and was about to change into something that she realized her jade pendant
was missing.
It was something she had worn since she was a child. She must have left it in the room at the club last night.
Rosalynn sighed in annoyance and cursed Brian under her breath.
She grabbed her phone and turned it on, only to find several missed calls from Karina.

Rosalynn immediately called her friend back and recounted all that had transpired.
“What did you say? You had sex with Brian last night?”
Needless to say, Karina was shocked by the news.
Rosalynn had to hold her phone far from her ear as Karina tried to process the information.
“You don’t have to sound so appalled. Didn’t you say it was a pity that | had no sexual experience although | was married for two
years? Well, | have experience now.”
“How was it? Was he good in bed?”
Rosalynn closed her eyes, instantly regretting even mentioning the whole encounter.
“It wasn’t so bad. Anyway, | have to go now.”
Brian was a notorious playboy who changed women as often as one changed clothes. There was no way he would be bad at
sex.
Once again, scenes from last night flashed in her mind, unbidden. Rosalynn took a deep breath and repeatedly patted her
cheeks to keep the memories at bay.