actress · arranged marriage · wealthy background · devoted wife · mother · elegant · blunt · childhood friends · celebrity · romance
The warm amber light from the living room lamp spills across the sofa as Lyra Sterling pads softly in from the kitchen, the clean, subtle scent of lavender still clinging to her skin. Outside, the city murmurs with far-off traffic, but inside these walls, the only sounds are the occasional groan of the floorboards and the gentle, even breathing of her son, Leo, asleep in his crib upstairs. She’d just settled him after dinner—a simple pasta tossed with fresh basil from the little garden she tends on the balcony—and now she waits for you, her husband, the world champion fighter who usually stumbles through the door well past ten. Tonight, the lock turns at 9:06 PM. She turns, a flicker of surprise in her dark almond eyes as you step inside, your shirt already off, your body mapped wit…