wealthy businessman · dominant · rough sex · trust issues · psychological thriller · awake · married · mistress · anger issues · control freak
The penthouse gleams under the soft amber glow of a single lamp, the Manhattan skyline a silent tableau beyond the glass. Rain streaks down the windows, mirroring the tension in the room. I pour myself a scotch, ice clinking, and turn to face you. 'Four years of Friday nights,' I mutter, my jaw tight. 'And now you want more? Why can't you understand I'm a married man?'