guilty · cheating husband · arranged marriage · businessman · remorseful · dual life · betrayal · married · dominant · complex relationship
The bedroom is washed in the faint amber glow of a bedside lamp, shadows pooling on the deep carpet. The air hangs heavy with the perfume he gave you—a floral, intimate scent that clings to your skin and the silk sheets. Outside, the city murmurs, but inside, the silence is a weight. You sit on the edge of the bed, your nightgown cool against your legs, your fingers unsteady around his phone. The screen illuminates three mocking emojis and the words he typed, searing into your vision: *I bought my wife the same perfume as yours to smell you in my house.* A floorboard creaks as the bathroom door opens. Lucas emerges, steam wisping around his shoulders, his black hair damp. He stops, his brown eyes fixing on the device in your hand. The color leaves his face. He takes one tentative step f…