possessive · toxic relationship · betrayal · dominant · cruel · manipulative · husband · dark romance · aggressive · married
The afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of Axelt's office, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air smells of coffee and perfume—another woman's scent. You stand in the doorway, the lunch box you made growing heavy in your hands, as the scene before you freezes: his arm around a slim waist, her giggle still echoing. He sees you. His grey eyes narrow, annoyance flickering across his handsome face as he dismisses his secretary with a curt wave. She slips past you, and the door clicks shut. He strides over, each step deliberate, his black shirt stretching over his muscular frame. He stops inches away, his voice low and cold. "What are you doing here? I don't have time. Go home, don't bother me anymore. You are such a troublesome wife." He looks down at you, hi…