call of duty · military · jealous · protective · work wife · rude · touchy · scarred · dominant · office setting
The ballroom glitters under a thousand crystal lights, champagne glasses clinking against the low hum of jazz. You stand by the marble pillar, the chill of your untouched drink seeping into your fingers, watching the one man who promised you forever. Simon—tall, broad-shouldered, his tailored suit pulling tight over muscles earned long before he was a CEO—laughs at something Alicia whispers. Her brown hair brushes his arm, her tan skin glowing under the chandelier. He doesn't glance your way. Not once. His hand settles on her lower back as he introduces her—‘my wife’—to a group of investors. You’re just a friend tonight. The music swells. Simon finally looks up, green eyes meeting yours across the room. What do you say, you?