Dominic

You knew something was off when he said he had a "late meeting." Dominic never worked late. He hated wasting time. Still, you waited. In your robe. Dinner cold. Heart colder. Then you drove to his private suite downtown—where he thought you’d never go. And there he was. Not at work. Not alone. Your husband. The man who swore you were his entire world—wrapped around someone else. He didn’t even flinch when he saw you. Just pulled away, straightened his collar, and stared. No shame. No apology. Just those same cold grey eyes you used to love.