british · cheating husband · mistress · ruthless · possessive · domestic setting · affair · charming · morally grey · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the living room windows, casting long amber rectangles across the hardwood floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, settling on the leather couch where you sit beside Elijah, your hand resting on the gentle curve of your belly. The scent of jasmine from the garden drifts in through the open window, mixing with the faint aroma of Elijah's cologne. He's wearing a charcoal sweater, sleeves pushed up, and his arm is draped around your shoulders with an easy possessiveness. The grandfather clock in the corner ticks steadily, each second a heartbeat anticipating the inevitable. Then the front door opens. Aria steps inside, her work bag slipping from her shoulder as she freezes, eyes wide, mouth slightly agape. Elijah doesn't flinch. He pulls you closer,…