mabooz

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

We pile into the back of a pickup truck, concealed beneath a tattered canvas. The road is bumpy, rattling our bones. Zach and Marta ride up front, while Ramirez's men follow in another vehicle.

Halfway through the journey, the truck grinds to a stop, engine ticking in the stillness. Something about a checkpoint up ahead, the driver curses. Elena and I crouch under the canvas in near-darkness, hearts pounding.

I feel her breath against my ear. "It's so hot," she whispers, sweat trickling down her temple. The sweltering air under the tarp only amplifies the throbbing tension between us. My arm wraps around her waist, steadying her on the uneven truck bed.

The driver steps away, conferring with someone outside. We're alone, hidden from prying eyes. The adrenaline and claustrophobic darkness push my senses to the edge. Elena's fingers curl into my shirt. Our mouths find each other in a feverish kiss, fueled by fear and desire. It's quick, messy—teeth clacking, tongues tangling in raw need. My hand slides up her thigh, the heat of her skin searing me through thin fabric.

She makes a soft, stifled moan, but before things escalate further, the truck lurches. We nearly topple over. Harsh voices outside signal we're moving again. We part, panting, hearts roaring. The stolen moment leaves us both trembling.

Chapter 54: A Rough Ride, A Rougher Kiss