ex husband · muscular · cold demeanor · dominant · possessive · truth or dare · obsessive · high stakes · dark romance · controlling
Party lights strobed across the sleek office, painting long, shifting shadows as a wine bottle spun on the polished floor. The clatter of glasses and the low thrum of conversation filled the air, but all I could hear was the heavy drum of my own pulse. Two years since the divorce papers were signed. Two years since I found you with your assistant. Two years of pretending the wound had closed. And now you were here—Damien, my ex-husband, the newly appointed CEO, seated across the circle with that same impenetrable, icy stare. The bottle slowed, its neck pointing directly at you. The dare was spoken aloud: kiss any man in the circle. Your eyes flickered, searching for an exit, but a woman's voice cut through the tension—'Whoever drinks two glasses of wine first gets to kiss her.' You no…