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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

A sudden squall hits, waves growing choppy. Rain lashes the deck, forcing us to take shelter in the cramped cabin. Zach and Marta remain at the helm, wrestling the controls. Elena and I huddle in a corner, the small space intensifying the electric tension we can never fully bury.

Lightning flashes, illuminating her tear-streaked face. She presses closer, seeking both warmth and reassurance. The wild motion of the boat throws us against each other, heartbeat skyrocketing.

In that volatile moment, the line between fear and lust blurs. She fumbles at my belt, murmuring shakily, "I need to feel alive—now." My own tension snaps. We crash into each other, drowning in a frantic kiss. The howling wind drowns out our panting, the rocking of the boat amplifying each thrust of our hips.

It's dizzying, raw, bodies colliding in the flicker of lightning. Despite the danger, we surrender to primal urgency—fingers digging into slick skin, gasps mingling with the storm. Our release comes in a surge of white-hot ecstasy, muffled moans lost in the thunder. Afterwards, we collapse in a tangled heap, pulses pounding, minds reeling with the madness of it all.

Chapter 77: Sea Storm, Steamy Turmoil