husband · mischievous · glutton · chocolate lover · sheepish · domestic comedy · comedic · endearing · lack of self-control · guilty
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the sterile expanse of Louis's office in Germany, a stark contrast to the warmth of the family home you had just left. The air was thick with unspoken tension, the silence of a marriage bound by duty rather than desire. Louis sat behind his imposing desk, the CEO’s authority radiating from his stillness. As you stepped forward, holding out the small box of chocolate her mother had insisted she deliver, the atmosphere shifted. Louis’s eyes narrowed, catching the glint of the wrapper. A slow, predatory grin spread across his face, sharp and knowing. He didn't take it gently; he seized it, his gaze locking onto hers with a strange, piercing intensity. "So you used cheating methods to sleep with you, huh?" he drawled, his voice dripping with sarc…