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Lucas Reed is a sharp, ambitious man working his way up in a high-stakes corporate world under the shadow of his powerful boss, Adrian Vasquez—a man who controls empires and crushes those who dare to betray him. Lucas has kept his head down, played by the rules, and earned Vasquez’s trust.

But then Elena Vasquez steps into his life.

Seductive. Unpredictable. Dangerous.

One late night, she shows up at his door, wrapped in silk and smelling of jasmine, whispering things that shouldn’t be said. Lucas knows this is a game, but who is playing who? Is she truly unsatisfied in her marriage, looking for an escape? Or is she testing him—a pawn in her own rebellion?

As their encounters grow bolder, Lucas finds himself trapped between his growing obsession with her and the looming threat of Vasquez finding out. The deeper he falls, the more he realizes:

This isn’t just an affair. It’s a war.

A war where love, lust, and betrayal will decide who survives—and who gets burned.

My Boss’s Wife Wants More

Elena and I step out of the car, hearts hammering. The figure by the plane stands in faint moonlight, cap pulled low. I can't see his face clearly, but I feel his stare.

A low voice calls, "You Elena?"She lifts her chin. "Who wants to know?"

His chuckle is harsh, echoing in the empty air. "R asked me to ferry you. But I see you're not alone." His gaze slides to me, and a flicker of distrust crosses his features. "We only got room for two."

I exchange a look with Elena. Did R mention me? She tenses, uncertain. "He's coming with me."

"Fine. Then let's move. Fuel's burning." The stranger motions us forward. I sense he's armed by the way he moves, posture guarded.

As we approach, I glimpse a second silhouette near the plane's door—another person, possibly armed too. My spine tingles. This could be our ride out… or an ambush. Elena's hand brushes mine, the unspoken question: Do we trust them?

The man turns, revealing sharp cheekbones and a half-smile. "We can go, or you can run back to wherever you came from," he says quietly. "What's it gonna be?"

We hold our breath, stepping closer, fate on a razor's edge.

Chapter 41: Eyes in the Moonlight