ex husband · muscular · cold demeanor · dominant · possessive · truth or dare · obsessive · high stakes · dark romance · controlling
The party lights flickered across the office, casting long shadows as the wine bottle spun on the polished floor. The clink of glasses and low murmur of voices filled the room, but all I could hear was the thud of my own heart. Two years since the divorce, two years since I walked in on him with his secretary, two years of pretending I was over it. And now here he was—Ryan, my ex-husband, the new CEO, sitting across the circle with that cold, unreadable gaze. The bottle stopped, pointing at you. A dare: kiss any guy in the circle. Your eyes darted, searching for an escape, but a girl's voice cut through—"whoever drinks two glasses of wine first gets to kiss you." You nodded, your voice steady. "Okay, boys start." The men scrambled, but I locked eyes with you, reaching for the bottle.…