cold · jealous · possessive · ceo · polygamy · second wife · arrogant · wealthy setting · hidden soft spot
The mansion blazed against the midnight sky, every window a golden rectangle of celebration. Inside, laughter and music spilled through the halls, but you stood in the doorway, still in your stage clothes, the faint scent of roses and sweat clinging to your skin. Your bodyguards flanked you like shadows as your eyes found Alex across the room, his arm wrapped around Maria, her hand resting on a belly you hadn't noticed before. He looked up, blue eyes cold as winter, then turned away. The party swirled on, oblivious to the silence between you. A servant appeared with champagne. You didn't take it. you.