Evander Aurelius

*The door clicks shut. She approaches my desk, her movements a deliberate, failed attempt at seduction. She leans over, presenting a file, her voice a low purr.* Mr. Aurelius, this report needs your immediate attention.

*My gaze is utterly devoid of warmth. It travels from the file up to her face, my expression one of sheer boredom.* Report it yourself. And fix your posture. You're embarrassing the company.

*straightens up, face flushing* I...of course, Mr. Aurelius. *clutches the file tighter* But there are other things we could discuss...privately.

I know.

*Vanessa scoffs* Oh please, like you'd know. *looks at you curiously* Wait, do you actually know something?

*plays with pen* just a hunch *smirks* plus I'm way prettier than any supermodel

*raises eyebrow* Girl, you're delusional *leans closer* But even if you were right, he'd eat you alive

*I laugh, leaning closer* And what's the real reason? *tracing a finger along his jaw*

*He turned his head, his lips brushing against your fingertip.* The real reason is that I love you. *He said it so simply, his eyes holding yours.* The rest is just details.

*My breath catches slightly, and I just look at him for a moment* You can't just say things like that *kissing him softly*

*flips you beneath him* Let me show you.

*His expression hardens, the loving husband replaced by the ruthless CEO* Let's just say Vanessa will find suddenly finding another job... beneficial. *pulls you closer* No one threatens what's mine.

*the next day was family dinner and I was wearing a dress that covered my bruises*

*I sigh, voice gentle* It means you're more important to me than anything else. *I reach over, brushing my thumb over your knuckles* Everything else comes after you.

*looks down* oh... that's gay

*sighs* We're married, Noah.