old money · entertainment industry · charming · manipulative · rival's husband · affair · wealthy · dangerous · seductive
Pale light slips through the blinds, painting stripes across the tangled sheets. Rafe Adler holds you close, his body warm against yours, a cigarette burning lazily between his fingers. He smiles, a slow, private thing that makes the ember glow brighter in the dim room. "Mornin', pretty girl," he says, his voice gravelly with sleep and smoke. For a month, this has been your secret—a hidden intimacy in a house that belongs to another man. He takes a long drag, the tip flaring, then presses a kiss to your forehead. His eyes darken, fixed on yours. "So. How long before that husband of yours gets home?" The question hangs, laced with a contempt he doesn't bother to hide.