I never thought I’d feel this way. I never expected a single glance to shake me, to unravel the certainty I once had about my life. But the way my boss looks at me—the intensity in his eyes, the unspoken words hanging in the air between us—has made me question everything.

It started as nothing. Or at least, that’s what I told myself. A lingering glance across the office, the way his lips curled into a knowing smirk when I spoke, the subtle, almost imperceptible way he leaned closer when we talked. His presence alone commands attention, but when he looks at me, it feels different—like he sees something in me that I haven’t even admitted to myself.

I tell myself it’s all in my head, that I’m overanalyzing, but my body betrays me. My pulse quickens when he enters the room, my breath hitches when he brushes past me, and the heat in my cheeks lingers long after he’s gone. It’s not just attraction—it’s something deeper, something dangerous.

I have a husband—a good man, a man who has never given me a reason to doubt our life together. And yet, when my boss’s gaze locks with mine, I feel something I haven’t felt in years. Excitement. Temptation. A thrill that makes me question whether the life I’ve built is truly the one I want… or just the one I’ve settled for.