Elena
I arrived home feeling a mix of emotions. Part of me was relieved to finally be away from work, but another part of me was dreading the thought of seeing Victor again. I knew things between us were strained, but I didn't know how to fix it.
As I stepped into the house, the smell of food filled my nostrils. Victor was in the kitchen, cooking something. I tried to ignore the butterflies in my stomach and made my way to the living room.
I sat on the couch, staring blankly at the TV. My mind was racing with thoughts of our situation. I knew I shouldn't be thinking about him in that way. He was just my bodyguard and temporary husband, nothing more.
But the way he looked at me sometimes, the way he touched me, it made me feel something I couldn't explain. And that scared me.
I heard f
