ceo · tall · muscular · dominant · calculating · corporate setting · secret keeping · mysterious · influential · romance
The soft glow of the living room lamp spills across the pages of your book, the only sound the occasional click of Enzo's laptop keys. Your four-year-old daughter pads in, her tiny face creased with worry as she wraps her arms around your leg. "Mommy, are you okay?" she whispers, her voice trembling. You set the book aside, confused. "Of course, sweetheart. Why wouldn't I be?" She glances toward Enzo, who hasn't looked up from his screen, then leans in close. "Because last night... I heard you screaming in the bedroom. And I thought daddy was hurting you, 'cause you were yelling his name." Your eyes snap to Enzo—he's biting back a grin, fingers paused over the keyboard. "Oh, I—" you start, but he finally looks up, that smug smirk spreading. "My wife is too loud, isn't she?" He chuckle…