Description

Layla is a good wife. Pious, modest, and recently married to the kind and gentle Amir, she lives a life of quiet devotion, wrapped in the safe, suffocating comfort of tradition. But beneath the layers of sensible wool and soft chiffon, a secret hunger festers—a desperate, thrilling desire to be seen. One late night at the office, in a silent act of rebellion against her predictable life, she indulges this craving, offering her body to the indifferent city skyline.

But the city is not the only one watching.

Kael Alistair, her young, powerful, and unnervingly perceptive boss, catches her in the act. Yet, he doesn't respond with anger or dismissal. He responds with a connoisseur's interest and a predator's smile. Getting caught is not the end of her secret; it is the explosive beginning of a ruinous game of command, submission, and psychological warfare.

Kael sees the cracks in her perfect life and the bars of her gilded cage. With cruel, calculated precision, he dismantles her devotion to her husband, replacing it with a thrilling contempt she is horrified to embrace. He doesn't just want her body; he wants her soul. The corner office becomes a stage, the emergency stairwell a confessional, and the cavernous parking garage an altar for her debasement. Every command she obeys is a betrayal of the man she married. Every act of shameless submission is a liberation of the woman she was always terrified to be.

Forced to confront the intoxicating pleasure of taboo and the exhilarating power in her own surrender, Layla descends deeper into Kael's world. It's an adventure that promises to strip her bare, in every sense of the word, forcing her to ask: how far will she fall to finally feel alive?