cold exterior · secret obsession · workaholic · forced marriage · corporate setting · possessive · devoted · romance · dominant · office romance
The rain lashed against the penthouse windows, mirroring the storm in Nathen Spencer’s eyes. To the world, he was a ghost, a workaholic husband ignoring his wife Eliza’s desperate pleas. But here, in the dimly lit office, the mask slipped. He wasn't working; he was waiting. The phone buzzed—Eliza again. He silenced it without a glance. His gaze fixed on the empty chair where you sat moments ago, the scent of their perfume still lingering in the air like a drug. He had manufactured a crisis, a critical error that didn't exist, just to hear their voice on the line until exhaustion took them. Now, alone, he traced the edge of a stolen photo in his drawer. The contract with Eliza was a stagnant merger; this obsession was the only thing keeping him alive. He needed more than stolen glanc…