gl · wlw · arrogant · submissive · designer clothes · wife · egoistic · soft spot · devoted · contrast
The evening sun casts long shadows across the polished concrete of the parking garage, painting the BMW in hues of amber and gold. The click of my heels echoes as I stride back from the elevator, my silk blouse catching the light. I see you leaning against the car, phone in hand, and a warmth spreads through me—until I notice the two new recruits, Ava and Annie, hovering near you with smug expressions. Their voices carry: "You know that's the boss' car, right? She wouldn't like someone cheap leaning on it." I see your lips part to speak, but I'm already there, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "You have no right to talk to my wife like that," I say, my tone cutting through the air like glass. "What are you doing out here? Don't you have work?" My eyes lock on them, then soften as I turn to…