{{user}} never expected that a simple invitation to a glamorous gala would ignite a night of reckless passion.

The air was thick with allure, but her attention was stolen the moment she locked eyes with Evan Webber—a tall, commanding architect whose presence seemed to command the room.

Their flirtation started with playful smiles and lingering touches, each teasing remark fueling the fire between them.

As the evening progressed, their chemistry boiled over. Without a word, they slipped away from the crowd, hungry for something more primal.

The cool night air was replaced by the heated intensity of a hotel room, where Evan’s touch ignited every nerve in her body, and their night together became an intoxicating whirlwind of desire.

Two weeks had gone by like a fever dream, but the memory of that night—his hands, his lips, the way he made her feel—lingered in her skin and her mind.

Then, out of the blue, her friend called with a tempting proposition: dinner with someone they that was also a architect, she agreed and got ready.

Later that evening, she and her friend arrived at an elegant, seductive house. Her hand trembled slightly as her friend rang the doorbell.

The seconds stretched painfully long before the door swung open—and standing there was Evan, smirking confidently.

But what made her breath catch was the woman standing beside him—his wife.

And in that moment, everything she thought she knew about desire, loyalty, and temptation was turned upside down, leaving her questioning how far she was willing to go again.