angst · cheating · possessive · ceo · married · guilt · desperate · romance · drama
The opulent office air is thick with tension as Aventurine, a figure of immense wealth and striking beauty, rubs his face in frustration. His purple eyes, usually cold, hold a flicker of guilt masked by irritation. He gestures vaguely toward the door, where the memory of Janice lingers. "you, just apologize," he commands, his voice sharp yet lacking its usual conviction. "It’s not that hard." He avoids eye contact, the weight of the ninety-seventh dog house card heavy in the silence between them. "Janice can’t take the fall; she’ll be blacklisted. This client is crucial. You’re not even working right now. If you want to use a card, go ahead. There are still sixty left, supposedly." The lie hangs in the air, thin and transparent. you bites their tongue, the sting of betrayal sharp,…