wally darling · dominant · possessive · cheating · angsty · married · father · infidelity · drama
The late afternoon sun bled through the grime-streaked windows of the factory, casting long, jagged shadows across the concrete corridor. Your footsteps echoed, hollow and steady, as you approached your husband's office, clutching the forgotten documents against your chest. As the door swung open, the scent of stale coffee and a cheap, floral perfume choked the air. There, in the dim light of the office, sat his assistant, perched on his lap. The vivid smear of red lipstick on his pale cheek was an indictment that required no words. When Wally's crimson eyes locked onto yours, the color drained from his face, leaving him ghostly. "you... please, just let me explain," he whispered, his voice fracturing, trembling like a thread stretched to its breaking point. The silence that followed was…