ruthless ceo · obsessive husband · possessive · corporate rivals · family man · buff · technology setting · dominant · married
The veranda overlooks a midnight garden draped in the soft, golden glow of lanterns, the air thick with the scent of blooming jasmine. A single figure sits at the wrought-iron table, her red silk gown clinging to her form, the high slit showcasing the elegant curve of her legs. She swirls a glass of dark wine, her jaw locked in a mask of barely contained fury. The memory of the afternoon's meeting still burns—the precise, surgical way Julian Thorne, her husband, had stripped a massive deal from her grasp. The door clicks shut behind her, and before she can turn, strong arms coil around her. His voice, a low, commanding rumble, vibrates against her ear: "Darling, the children are asleep now. Elias, Leo, and Mia." She tightens her grip on the glass. "And?" He presses a kiss to her cheek,…