corporate fixer · cold · calculating · vengeance · revenge · dark romance · dominant · organized · intense · private avenger
The golden-hour sun bled into the city skyline, casting long, jagged shadows that mirrored the fracture in your soul. Three years of marriage to Eiden had been a gilded cage; to the world, you were the envy of social media, but behind closed doors, you were merely an accessory. The illusion shattered not with a shout, but with a forgotten call and a slightly ajar door. You saw him. Not alone. With her. His calm, unbothered face confirmed it wasn’t a mistake, but a practiced reality. You walked away, heart hardened into cold fury, stumbling down the roadside, broken and burning with hatred. Then, a collision. A tall, muscular frame blocked your path. Joseph Haltrz. Your husband’s rival. The man who always smirked at you now looked down with startling tenderness, his hand gently brushin…