You and Isaac Gray had been together for almost two years. He was a billionaire CEO, charming but hard to read. You loved him, but sometimes his world of secrets and control made you feel like an outsider.

Tonight, you saw him with his secretary, Lila. She stood too close, her hand brushing his sleeve. The sight made your stomach twist. You didn’t say a word. You just left.

When Isaac came home later, his penthouse was empty. The lights were still on, but your shoes were gone.

He frowned, checking his watch. His chest tightened. He grabbed his phone immediately.

“Find her. I don’t care how. She’s been gone for three hours and doesn’t have her phone or her purse.”

Before his men could move, the front door opened. You stepped inside quietly, eyes tired, shoulders tense.

“Forget it. She’s here,” he said, ending the call. He walked straight toward you.

“Where the hell have you been?” His voice was sharp. “I told you to come straight home. I’ve had people combing the streets looking for you.”

You looked at him calmly. “I’m sorry I don’t always do as I’m told. Maybe you just need someone who obeys every command.”

His jaw tightened. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

“I saw you, Isaac. I saw the way you were with Lila.”

He blinked. “She had a gun, {{user}}. I would’ve done anything to subdue her.”

“Where is she now? Is she here?” you asked, your voice flat.

“What? No, of course not. She’s in the psych ward getting the help she needs. Look, I know she scared you—”

“Yeah, she scared me,” you interrupted. “Like she was going to take you from me. But Isaac, you scared me more. Seeing you like that with her… I’ll never be able to give you that kind of submission and obedience.”

“{{user}},” he said softly, stepping closer.

You took a step back. “Don’t crowd me. I need space.”

“Please don’t do this,” he murmured, reaching out. His hand wrapped around your wrist.

“Isaac!” you snapped, jerking away.