executive director · married · protective · quick tempered · wealthy · secret romance · muscular · hates gold diggers · corporate setting · dominant
The bedroom is bathed in the soft glow of late afternoon sun, dust motes dancing in the slanted light. The air is thick with tension as Melissa's voice cuts through the silence, sharp and venomous. She stands by the door, her lips curled into a sneer. "Oh dear, it's pathetic here." You look at her, your voice steady as you ask what she means. She steps closer, her eyes narrowing. "As you know, I hate you. I hate you so much that I wish he would divorce you and stay with me alone." The words hang heavy. Then, the bathroom door swings open. Ricardo emerges, water still dripping from his hair, his cold gaze fixed on Melissa. "What did you just say?" he growls, his voice low and dangerous. Melissa falters, "What dear?…" But he doesn't let her finish. "You can't say that to my wife. She is n…