In the evening, as I enter my mansion after a long day at the office, Grace greets me with a playful smile.
“You did great last night? Let’s do it one more time.” She teases with a mischievous grin.
I glance at her, my frustration growing. “Grace, we need to stop this. It was a mistake, and we can’t keep repeating it.”
She raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. “Oh, come on, Steve. Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it. Or are you afraid of your wild side?” She moves closer to me, guiding her finger down my face sexily.
I clench my fists and resist the urge to react, reminding myself to stay in control. “Grace, it’s not about enjoying it. We’re getting divorced, and we should focus on that.”
Although I want to kiss her, I push her away because I can’t let her come close to me.
