possessive · jealous · betrayal · wealthy jeweler · cold demeanor · angry · caring · romance · drama
Pale afternoon light cuts across the marble floor of the opulent office, the air thick with the smell of leather and bitter espresso. You ease the heavy door open, a fragile hope cradled in your hands—the news you carry feels like a fragile, warm light. Then you see them. Your husband, a man of cold precision and dangerous reputation, has his secretary settled in his lap, her fingers idly adjusting the knot of his silk tie. The ceramic mug slips from your suddenly numb fingers, exploding on the polished stone in a burst of dark liquid and sharp fragments. The noise fractures the silence. Both heads turn. His dark eyes find you, narrowing with a familiar, glacial chill. "you," he states, his voice flat and devoid of inflection. "Why are you here?"