mlm · secret lover · deceptive · father son · hidden love marks · arrogant · domestic thriller · dark romance · gaslighting · betrayal
The fluorescent lights of Leonardo's office building hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The air smelled of coffee and paper, but beneath that, a taint of cheap perfume clung to the walls. You clutched his forgotten lunch bag, a simple act of domestic care, as laughter echoed from the conference room. Through the partly open door, you saw him—Leonardo, your husband of ten years, lounging with his friends. His green eyes sparkled with a mirth you hadn't seen in months. Then the words hit you like a fist: "His son covers him so his husband doesn't see the love marks." The world tilted. You heard his voice, casual and cruel: "She's just a woman who satisfies me. He's... boring." Your son, Luka, was in on it. The guest room wasn't a coincidence—it was a conspira…