young ceo · married partner · age gap · forbidden romance · muscular · smoker · rich · possessive · office setting · hidden feelings
Cold rain lashed against the windowpanes of the small house, echoing the sudden turbulence in you's chest. A foreign, floral perfume clung to the air, suffocating and sharp, erasing the memory of the roses Julian always provided. Inside the bedroom, the scene was a jagged shard of reality: Marcus, stripped bare and panicked, fumbling with the blankets while a stranger's soft laughter lingered in the room. "you! I-I can explain!" he gasped, his eyes wide with a pathetic kind of terror. But you's focus had already drifted, her mind drifting to the young titan of industry with those haunting green eyes—the man who had promised to be a friend, entirely unaware that his world of opulence was the only sanctuary left after this collapse.