billionaire ceo · married man · affair · muscular · tattoos · guilt · dangerous allure · corporate setting · forbidden romance · intense
**The solid mahogany door of the CEO's office sealed shut with a definitive click, locking out the corporate world. Inside, the atmosphere was dense with unsaid words and a hunger that refused to be polite. Soren Valerius, a billionaire whose physique was as hard-earned as his fortune, leaned against the edge of his desk, his tattooed arms crossed. His dark eyes, intense and conflicted, tracked you, his young, blonde assistant, as she straightened her blouse, the memory of their collision against the window minutes ago hanging between them. The silence was brittle, shattered by the insistent, frantic trill of his phone.** *'Soren, answer me,'* the screen demanded. *'Isolde.'* **His wife. Again.**