Dangerous Office Romance With My Husband

the dimly lit foyer of the penthouse. Th

floor. The absolute silence of the empty apartment pressed a

use. She pulled the fabric apart and let it drop onto the back o

ass enclosure and turned the shower handle all the way to

lding water hit her tight shoulders,

her eyes, trying to wash away the endless spreadsheets

e towel around her body. The chilled air of the master bedroom

massive king-sized bed and pulled o

read architectural magazines. She reac

small, sleek, r

m was completely empty, but the weight of wha

the mattress. She pulled the heavy, high-thread-count duv

the power button

e vibration sent a sharp jolt of anticipatio

back against the stacked pillows. A soft

nic lock on the f

and loud, echoing do

looded her veins. Her heart slammed agai

trembling fingers. It fell s

y searching the sheets. The heavy duvet ta

rdwood floor. They were moving fast. They we

d the smooth metal. She fumbled

ick from the shower lot

pressed the intensity button. The vibration

into an angry, unde

om door s

win stood in

dark eyes immediately swept over the messy bed, the tan

in the sudden, deathly silence

slowly reached behind him

atch sounded exact

the floor. It hit the carpet with a heavy

ly found the right button.

llow, a mortified gasp tearing out of h

pulled it slowly through his collar. A dangerous,

low step to

s stomach drop. She instinctively shrank back agai

m. She wanted to demand why he was

t. Her throat wa

looked down at her trembling form. His ex

d effortlessly bypassed her d

pillow and pulled the rose-

mining the sleek design. He raise

tand. The metal clattered loudly

h of his hands firmly on the mattre

nder his weight. He t