My Bossy CEO Husband

Her eyes sparkled with hope. “Barlow!”
“What are you trying to do? You think calling for help will work tonight?” The man grinned wickedly as his hand inched to
Rosalynn’s chest.
“Really? Care to try that again?”
Barlow appeared, a teasing smile dancing on his Lips. He knocked out the bodyguard who tried to stop him, sending the man
sprawling.
The middle-aged man’s face blanched, and his bravado vanished, replaced by apprehension as Barlow closed in.
“Who are you?”
Silent, Barlow engaged the bodyguard, who had managed to scramble back to his feet.
Rosalynn seized the opportunity to break free from the distracted bodyguard.
“Rosalynn, help me!” Valeria pleaded, desperation ringing in her voice.
Cold as ice, Rosalynn struck the bodyguard restraining Valeria.
The three bodyguards crumpled to the floor, defeated.
The middle-aged man’s eyes darted around, taking in his surroundings.
Seizing a moment of distraction, he made his escape.
The bruised bodyguards slunk away, nursing their injuries.
Straightening his clothes, Barlow approached Rosalynn, concern etched on his face.
“Are you okay? Did they hurt you?”
“I’m fine.” Rosalynn smoothed out her clothing.
Barlow’s gaze landed on the red mark staining her left cheek. Gently cradling her face, he asked, “Did that creep hurt you?”

The elevator doors slid open, and Brian emerged, flanked by a group of associates.
He spotted Barlow tenderly holding Rosalynn’s face, their lips dangerously close.
A storm brewed in Brian’s eyes
He stormed over, yanking Rosalynn away before landing a fierce blow on Barlow’s jaw.