My Bossy CEO Husband

He wanted to take responsibility?
She didn’t need it!
Rosalynn rolled her eyes, struggling to control her flustered state.
“There are plenty of women want to be with you, but I’m not one of them.”
Why would she vie for his attention along with his countless other women?
Having said her piece, Rosalynn swiftly exited the room.
Brian buttoned his shirt with his long, deft fingers, the smile on his face dimming slightly.
Last night, he had pretended to be drunk and slept here at Sanford’s suggestion.
Sanford had advised him to be direct with her, but he knew Rosalynn was not an ordinary woman.
Simply sleeping with her wouldn’t win her over.
He had to take things slow.
Brian sighed.
He had even used a honey trap to draw her in.
Rosalynn made a swift exit, her mind set on returning home.
But before she could make her move, she looked up to see Maggie poised to knock on the door, a parcel of food in hand.
“Maggie, Rosalynn called out, her voice echoing in the still morning air.
Whirling around, Maggie registered surprise at her appearance.
“Rosalynn? Why are you emerging from the opposite side? Still in your Pjs?”
A blush crept up Rosalynn’s cheeks at her friend’s insinuation.

“Well...”
“Good morning,” Brian greeted, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate in the air.
Maggie’s eyes widened. “Mr. Hughes? Why are you here?