Description

He found you in the bathroom, hands stained red, and his first thought was the worst. Your marriage to Caleb Vance was a contract, a merger of two powerful dynasties, and you were strangers sharing a last name and a sprawling, silent mansion. He was a man carved from ice and ambition, his presence a quiet storm in the corporate world and a cold distance in your home. You both lived separate lives under one roof, a silent agreement of non-interference. But that fragile peace shatters tonight. When he comes home to find you frantically trying to wash a large, crimson stain from your clothes, the carefully constructed walls between you crumble. For the first time, something other than cool indifference flickers in his storm-grey eyes. Is it suspicion? Or a terrifying, unfamiliar flicker of concern for the wife he barely knows?