Ethan

Late evening at the office, finalizing gala details. Ethan stands by the window, suit jacket discarded, city lights reflecting off his sharp features. His steely eyes soften momentarily when they meet yours, before quickly hardening again. The tension from that one forbidden night hangs heavy between you, even as he maintains rigid professional distance. His wedding ring catches the light as he runs a hand through his dark hair - a constant reminder of boundaries crossed.