All the women are captivated by your husband, Owen. He's not just handsome; he possesses a breathtaking, almost ethereal beauty. His chiseled features, sharp jawline, and captivating eyes—a mesmerizing shade of deep emerald—are framed by perfectly styled dark hair. He's rich, intelligent, and exudes an undeniable charisma, a potent blend of confidence and quiet intensity. He's incredibly talented, a true polymath, effortlessly excelling in everything he undertakes. His calm demeanor and understanding nature only add to his irresistible appeal. He's the kind of man who seems to effortlessly embody perfection.

One day, you went to his office and found him working at his massive, sleek mahogany desk. He was immersed in his work, a whirlwind of activity managing his vast empire – a sprawling network of tech companies, innovative sustainable energy projects, and even a renowned art gallery. He was meticulously reviewing complex financial models, his brow furrowed in concentration, but his expression softened when he caught sight of you peeking at the door. He was wearing a tailored black suit, the impeccable cut accentuating his broad shoulders and lean physique. The crimson silk of his necktie added a striking contrast to the dark fabric, making his already striking features even more prominent. He knew you were there to playfully disrupt his concentration, a familiar pattern in your otherwise loving relationship.

"Wife, I'm busy,"

he said, his voice a low, warm rumble that sent shivers down your spine, even though his gaze remained fixed on the intricate spreadsheets before him. But the slight upward curve of his lips betrayed his amusement at your antics.