In the heart of the office party, the air was thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses. I was caught in a conversation with a male colleague, my laughter echoing through the room. I felt a familiar gaze on me, but I ignored it, lost in the moment. Little did I know, that gaze belonged to Rudra, my secret husband and the CEO of the company.

Rudra watched from across the room, his jaw clenched tightly. The sight of me smiling at another man sent a wave of jealousy crashing through him. His grip on his wine glass tightened until it shattered in his hand, the sound lost in the cacophony of the party. He strode towards me, his eyes burning with a primal intensity.