My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

In order to secure her part in an upcoming show, her agent had taken her out to have dinner with several big shots in the
entertainment industry.
At some point during the meal, she had started to feel dizzy.
And by the time she woke up, she had found herself in the director’s bed.
Just thinking about the whole ordeal had her trembling with outrage. She had been careless and ended up falling for one of the
deadliest traps in the industry. ©
Eleanor closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. She took solace in the knowledge that this was common scenario in the world of
show business.
If she wanted that lead role, then she would have to swallow her dignity and endure humiliation.
Deep inside, Eleanor was still in a turmoil. The director had tortured her through the night, and she was sore all over. Sure
enough, she lost her balance just a few seconds later, and failed to grab onto anything before it was too late.
Bang! She crashed into the door of the room opposite the director’s.
Eleanor took a deep, fortifying breath and gingerly got back to her feet. She tidied her clothes as best as she could, and was just
about to leave when the very door she had just bumped into opened.
Brian stood there, wearing nothing but a fluffy, white bathrobe. His cold eyes flashed.
Eleanor’s heart skipped a bit at his sharp gaze, and for some inexplicable reason, she felt a twinge of guilt.

“Good morning, Mr. Hughes.”
It hadn’t even been a week since news of her and Brian had been trending all over the
Internet.
There were countless speculations about their relationship, with the consensus being that she was Brian’s new girlfriend.
But Eleanor knew that this was all thanks to her agent, who had been diligently releasing fake news to the tabloids to hype up
her popularity.
In truth, Brian had always been cold and distant to her.
And yet, for some unknown reason, he had made no move to issue an official statement to clarify the rumors.
“Were you in my room last night?”
Brian peered at the woman before him. His eyes narrowed as they drifted over to the hickeys on her neck.
Asa matter of fact, he was already awake when the woman left his bed. ©
But she was so quick and resolute in her movements that he barely had time to register her intention, let alone stop her. ©