Husband Cheated With Man, I Marry His Boss

Synopsis

The plane touched down with a gentle bump, and my heart leaped with anticipation. Three days in Chicago felt like an eternity away from Ethan. As I collected my luggage and hurried through the terminal, I couldn't stop thinking about the small velvet box tucked safely in my purse. "It's just something to spice things up," the saleswoman had said with a knowing smile as I stood in that tiny boutique during my layover. The black lace lingerie was unlike anything I'd ever worn before—delicate, expensive, and undeniably provocative. "Your husband will absolutely love it," she'd promised. I'd blushed furiously as I made the purchase, imagining Ethan's reaction. Would his eyes darken with desire? Would he pull me close the moment he saw me? I slipped my key into the lock, my pulse quickening. "Ethan?" I called softly, setting my suitcase down in the foyer. "I'm home early. I missed you." No answer. "He must be in his study," I murmured to myself, climbing the stairs to our bedroom. The house felt oddly quiet, but I was too focused on my surprise to notice. In our bedroom, I kicked off my shoes and unzipped my dress, letting it pool at my feet. The black lingerie felt cool against my skin as I slipped it on, adjusting the delicate lace straps over my shoulders. "Let's see," I whispered, turning toward our full-length mirror. The woman staring back at me looked different—more confident, more alluring. The black lace