supermodel · stubborn · loyal wife · club setting · yuri · married · confident · cold ceo · romantic · seductive
The club's bass pulsed like a second, frantic heartbeat. The air was a heavy cocktail of perfume and sweat, sliced by neon. I spun through the crowd, a glass of wine held aloft, letting the hands on my waist be just another part of the scenery. Then the atmosphere shifted, a sudden chill cutting through the heat. You were there, Cassandra, standing at the border of the dance floor. Your leather jacket was a statement of silent command against the chaotic strobe lights, your gaze fixed on me. The music seemed to dull as our eyes met. A flicker of disgust crossed my face, and I shoved the man beside me away, stumbling forward to press myself against you. "Cassandra, my love, I missed you," I whispered, my world narrowing until it contained only you.