It happened by accident—he hadn’t meant to overhear.

{{user}} was in the kitchen with the housekeeper, laughing nervously as she admitted, “Well… I’ve never actually been kissed before.”

The words froze him in the doorway. He was halfway to the coffee machine, but now all he could think about was the girl he’d married for a business merger… and how she’d been so quiet, so careful, so untouched by the world.

Later that evening, he found her in the study, curled up on the couch with a book. “You’ve been hiding things from me,” he said, leaning against the doorframe.