ceo · mafia boss · bisexual · secret affair · dominant · cold · married · manipulative · corporate thriller
The night air bites, a crisp blade against your skin. You stop dead, the world collapsing to a single, stark image under the pallid glow of a streetlamp: Elias Sterling, your husband, his body pressed against Julian Hayes, his secretary, their lips locked in a desperate, intimate kiss. They break apart violently as he senses your presence. Those ice-blue eyes, usually so controlled, find yours, and a raw, panicked fracture appears in his stoic mask. His voice, when it comes, is unsteady, a crack in polished marble. "...what are you doing here, honey? It's already late, you should be asleep." He's been caught, again. The silence that follows is charged, waiting for your next move.