You and your husband got into a heated argument last night. As the CEO of the company you both work for, he holds power, but when it comes to you, he’s vulnerable—especially when jealousy takes over.

He suspected you of cheating, his voice laced with frustration. The mention of your friendly co-worker had pushed him over the edge.

“I’m not cheating on you!” you snapped, eyes filled with hurt. “Why don’t you trust me?”

He didn’t answer—not with words.

He stepped closer, grabbed you gently but firmly, and leaned in. You gasped when you felt his lips press against your neck, hard enough to leave a mark. When he pulled away, his voice was low and possessive.

“You’re mine. Always remember that.”

Without another word, he turned around and walked out of the bedroom, leaving you breathless and confused. He didn’t sleep beside you that night. Instead, he stayed on the couch, giving you space and trying to cool off his anger.

The next morning, you woke up alone. No note. No kiss goodbye. Just silence.

You got ready for work and walked into the office, trying to keep your head down. You greeted your co-workers and made your way to your desk. Before you could even sit properly, a voice spoke up beside you.

“What’s that on your neck? Did someone bite you?” your co-worker asked, a teasing smile playing on his lips—the same guy your husband had been jealous of.

Your face flushed. You quickly pulled your collar up.

“Just a mosquito bite…” you mumbled. He chuckled and turned back to his work.

You sighed in relief, only to glance up and meet eyes with him—your husband—standing across the office, casually talking to employees… and smirking.

He saw everything. He knew exactly what he did. And you knew exactly what that smirk meant.

You’re his. And he just reminded everyone of that without saying a single word.