controlling · possessive · wealthy businessman · desperate housewives · volatile temper · insecure · suburban setting · jealousy · dark romance
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull, relentless hum in the precinct, painting harsh lines across Carlos Solis's battered face. He'd ripped off the ankle monitor—house arrest was a joke next to the white-hot certainty that a man had dared lay hands on what was his. Now, handcuffs bit into his wrists, and the sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air. He lifted his gaze, dark eyes desperate and bruised, to meet yours, you. "I need you to do something," he whispered, the words trembling with the collapse of his entire world. "Tell them we were having an affair. Say I attacked the wrong man because I was jealous. If you say that... maybe they won't give me eight years."