My Bossy CEO Husband

“Alright, let’s wrap it up for today,” Brian announced, rising from his seat, ready to depart.
“Miss Fuller, please take care of Mr. Hughes.” Henrik gestured for Rosalynn to lend a hand in assisting Brian.
Rosalynn didn’t utter a word, simply stood up and offered her support to Brian.
His hand found its place on her shoulder as he bid farewell to everyone.
As they walked out of the private room, Rosalynn couldn’t help but notice the increasing weight of the man leaning against her.
It was as if he was relying on her shoulder for support, burdening her with his entire weight.
Rosalynn raised her gaze, meeting Brian’s eyes squarely. “You’re not drunk. Stop pretending.”
Brian grinned mischievously and playfully pressed her against the wall.
“Rosalynn, I haven’t done anything out of the ordinary.”
His eyes glistened with a hint of moisture, their darkness drawing her in.
His tall, slightly intoxicated frame enveloped her, his embrace holding her firmly.
Rosalynn found herself momentarily speechless, instinctively pushing him away.
“Fine, fine. You’re not drunk, okay?”
Brian lowered his gaze, his fingers gently pinching her chin.
“Rosalynn, would you like to experience how I truly act when I’m intoxicated?”
Rosalynn was left momentarily speechless, her mind resisting the thought.
She didn’t want to find out!
Before she could react, Brian leaned in closer, his thin Lips already meeting hers.
The kiss, infused with the Lingering aroma of alcohol, resembled a fine wine, irresistibly intoxicating.

Rosalynn closed her eyes, feeling the rough touch of his fingertips tracing her delicate curves, her heart skipping a beat.
“Brian, stop it!”
They stood outside, amidst the hustle and bustle of passing waiters and people going about their business.