I’m Trapped on a Private Island With the Man I’ve Secretly Craved For Three Years

The seaplane’s engine fades into the distance, leaving nothing but the sound of waves and my own racing heartbeat.

I stand barefoot on the warm white sand, staring at the luxurious beach villa in front of me. Floor-to-ceiling glass walls. Private infinity pool. A king-sized bed I can already see through the open master bedroom doors.

This was supposed to be my romantic getaway with Ryan. A chance to finally reconnect after three years of marriage where he’s been too busy “building the empire” to touch me properly.

Instead, I’m completely alone.

Or so I...