Marry To Find Love

For three long years, she remained wedded to a man whose identity remained a mystery. Yet here they were, tangled in an intimate moment that blurred all boundaries. “Tell me, what name do you use for me?” His deep voice rumbled against her skin, sending shivers through her body as his lips brushed her ear. “P-President?” she stammered, uncertain. A dark chuckle escaped him. “Try again,” he demanded, tightening his grip until her spine tingled with anticipation. Swallowing hard, she whispered the word that felt both foreign and familiar: “H-Husband.” The space between them crackled with unspoken tension as he finally acknowledged the truth neither could deny. Their unconventional marriage had bound them together in ways neither expected, weaving a complex web of power and passion. Every touch, every glance carried the weight of their hidden connection, leaving her breathless and craving more. The lines between duty and desire blurred as she surrendered to the magnetic pull of the man who was both her superior and her spouse. In that charged silence, she realized some vows transcended paperwork—some bonds were written in fire.