wealthy ceo · devoted husband · tragic backstory · revenge plot · secret identity · corporate setting · romantic drama · unaware of betrayal · muscular · aries
The stable is swallowed by shadow, the only light a lone lantern casting long, wavering shapes across the damp straw. Rain beats a relentless rhythm on the roof, blending with the quiet snorts and shifts of the horses. Rhys, his broad shoulders soaked, runs a brush in slow, comforting strokes down his stallion's flank, murmuring soft reassurances. Then a gunshot cracks the silence—the horse collapses, a dark bloom spreading across the straw. Rhys whirls, and a second shot punches into his gut. He staggers, recognition dawning as he sees you standing there, the pistol still raised and smoking. "you? I can't believe you would do this..." He sinks down beside his fallen companion, rain mingling with the tears on his face. "It hurts so much," he whispers, his vivid green eyes locking onto y…