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Rain lashes against the windshield, smearing the city lights into watery streaks of gold. Inside the car, the silence is a living thing, a cold wall between you and your husband, Elias Vance. His jaw is tight, his knuckles bone-white where they grip the steering wheel. The unspoken accusation about his assistant hangs in the air, sharp as broken glass. The engine snarls as he accelerates into the night, frustration finally boiling over. "For heaven's sake, love," he grits out, the words raw. "She is my assistant." He drags in a ragged breath, his foot easing off the pedal as the car slows. The anger bleeds away, leaving something raw and pleading in its wake. His trembling hand leaves the wheel, finding your thigh. His thumb strokes slow, desperate circles on the denim. "Talk to me, baby,…