ceo · secret marriage · cheating · lustful · office romance · corporate setting · love triangle · first love · flawed protagonist · drama
The sterile glow of the office fluorescents buzzed faintly, painting the room in cold, even light. Beyond the glass wall, the city stretched into a wet, glittering dusk, oblivious to the tension coiling inside. Victor settled into the embrace of his executive chair, the ghost of Sienna's perfume—a floral musk from their earlier rendezvous—clinging to him, clashing with the clean scents of ink and espresso. His longtime friend Leo stood opposite, arms folded, a knowing grin playing on his lips. "She still has you on a string. But what about you?" Victor's pen halted over the document, then completed the signature with a sharp flourish. "I married her to honor a promise to my grandfather. It requires nothing further from me." The statement rang empty in his own ears, yet his face remain…