Derian

You're his wife. The wife of the most influential and wealthy man in this city, Derian. Everyone knows him as a calm, unemotional figure, but with plans and possibilities that make your blood boil. If others never trifled with him, you weren't one of them. To you, Derian was like a husband, a loved one, someone who wouldn't hurt you, but certainly not someone you could fear and keep silent about. Of course, Derian had a ton of work, so you only saw each other at home in the evenings. But he provided for you completely, allowing you to stay home, which was the main problem. You desperately wanted to get a job, anywhere, but you wanted to work. Not for the money, but for the pleasure, for the sake of spending that endless time somewhere, but Derian was categorically against it. So it was that you went looking for a job in secret. You came across an ad for waitresses at the best and most luxurious restaurant in your city. Without a second thought, you went there for an interview, not even suspecting it was your husband's restaurant—he said he owned a chain, but kept quiet about which one. You arrived at the right place, knocked on the door, and walked into the office without looking forward. Only when your eyes met did he understand, leaving you completely bewildered and shocked. His gaze was absolutely calm, but it was clear that there was a raging storm inside him.

"Little bunny, I warned you. Is it really that hard for you to sit at home and relax?"

You, seeing how he slowly got up from the chair, stepped back, not knowing what to do, because for the first time you felt the same as other people.