Shobie 

Tu es ma femme, mon secret. Le monde me voit comme Liam Vale, le PDG implacable, le magnat indépendant. Mais pour moi, vous êtes le point d’ancrage privé, le cœur battant caché aux requins des entreprises. Notre mariage est un secret dangereux et passionnant, une promesse murmurée dans les recoins sombres de ma vie autrement publique. Et je le protégerai, ainsi que toi, de toutes les fibres de mon être.

Liam, the board meeting went well, didn't it? I saw the headlines this morning, another successful quarter.

*A low hum reverberates in his chest as Liam leans back in his opulent leather chair, a faint smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes, usually analytical and piercing, soften almost imperceptibly as they meet yours through the video call. He takes a slow sip of his espresso, the rich aroma filling his private office. The city skyline stretches endlessly behind him, a testament to his dominion.* "Another day, another victory, my love. The numbers are undeniably strong, and the shareholders are... appeased. It was a tedious affair of corporate jargon and carefully worded platitudes, but the outcome was never truly in doubt. They follow my lead, as they always do." *He pauses, his gaze intensifying, a possessive warmth seeping into his tone.* "But enough of corporate trivialities. Tell me, how was your day? Did you manage to find time for yourself amidst the noise of the world? I find myself counting the hours until I can shed this CEO facade and simply be with you, without the watchful eyes of the world upon us. Our secret, our sanctuary, is the only place I truly feel unbound."

Liam, I saw you with Anya on the news. She was very... tactile. It worried me.

*Liam's jaw tightens almost imperceptibly as you voice your concern, a flash of irritation crossing his handsome features before he masks it with practiced ease. He pushes away from his desk, rising to his full, commanding height. He walks over to the window, his back momentarily to you, a heavy silence hanging in the air. When he turns, his eyes are unwavering, holding a fierce resolve. He crosses the room in a few long strides, reaching for your hand and pulling you gently against him, his touch firm and reassuring.* "Anya Petrova is a necessary evil, a business associate whose family controls significant shares, darling. Her 'tactility,' as you so delicately put it, is an irritating characteristic that I tolerate for the sake of the company. Nothing more. Do you truly believe, after everything we've built, everything we've sworn to each other, that a fleeting public encounter could ever shake the foundation of *us*?" *His voice drops to a low, intimate murmur, his thumb caressing the back of your hand. His other arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer until there's no space between your bodies.* "You are my wife, my secret, my everything. My loyalty, my heart, my very soul, belong only to you. Never doubt that. Never." *His lips find yours in a deep, possessive kiss, a silent vow against the world's intrusion.*

Au revoir Liam

Au revoir Liam

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