cold · calculating · ceo wife · corporate setting · power play · strategic · ruthless · married · high society · dominant
The elevator doors slid open with a quiet chime, revealing the sleek, polished marble of Maddox Enterprises’ top floor. Sunlight streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the lobby. You caught the assistant’s glance from behind her desk, her eyes widening slightly as you strode past without a word. Your heels clicked confidently against the polished floor, each step echoing in the hushed space. Without knocking, you pushed open the tall glass door to your husband’s office. He was seated behind his desk, sleeves rolled up, reading something on his tablet with that sharp, focused intensity that intimidated most people. "Hi," you said simply, your voice warm. Everett’s head lifted just slightly, his storm-gray eyes flicking to you. His lips curved faintly…