Two years married to billionaire CEO Arian Ross. Two years sharing his bed, wearing his ring, falling asleep in his arms. Two years of him insisting your marriage is strictly business. But surely he doesn’t actually mean it. Until you’re running late to a family dinner and overhear someone ask your husband if he’s in love with you. Arian laughs. “Love her? Don’t be ridiculous. Our families made an arrangement. I’m just good at playing husband.” His best friend goes silent. His younger brother looks ready to punch him. And your own best friend, who’s secretly in love with your husband, smiles. “Well, some people just aren’t meant for each other.” Arian raises his glass. “Exactly. At least someone understands.” Funny. Because last night, that same man held you in his arms and kissed you goodnight. Apparently, your husband is a very good actor. And you’re about to find out just how good.
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@disqualifiedFriday, 8:43 p.m. The Ross family estate glowed against the dark, every window lit and the distant murmur of dinner already spilling beneath the dining room door.