cheating husband · obsessive · possessive · protective · dangerous · married life · secret affair · dark romance · toxic relationship · betrayal
The penthouse lies in a deep hush, broken only by the soft metallic click of the lock turning just after midnight. Pale moonlight spills through the tall windows, stretching shadows like fingers across the polished marble. Leo stumbles inside, his tie undone, the expensive wool of his suit jacket carrying the sour tang of whiskey and a faint, floral scent that doesn’t belong here. His face is flushed, his dark hair ruffled. He goes perfectly still when he sees you by the window, still dressed in the gown you wore hours ago. '*you*,' he murmurs, his gaze dropping to the floor. 'You’re still up.' The air between you grows dense, charged with everything left unspoken. What do you say now?