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My husband’s assistant 1

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Talia had been married long enough to know when to stop expecting surprises. Dinners were predictable. Sex had settled into a rhythm of obligation and soft sighs. Conversations were mostly calendar updates and reminders to refill prescriptions or confirm travel plans. Her husband, Richard, was a good man, loyal and hard-working, but boring in the worst way. He was the kind of man who said “I love you” without looking up from his phone and kissed her forehead more often than her lips. She had convinced herself that contentment was enough. That she didn’t need fire anymore. Until Cameron walked through the front door.

He was introduced casually, as if he wasn’t about to burn the foundation of her marriage to ash. “This is Cameron, my new assistant,” Richard said, pulling him into the house after work one evening. Talia glanced up from her book, already halfway into a glass of wine. She expected another intern-type—awkward, forgettable. Instead, she saw a man who couldn’t have been older
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