Flying off on vacation with her boss’s husband, the happy woman waited for him at the airport. Suddenly, a fortune teller touched her hand…

Emily Carter hated early mornings, but today she woke up half an hour before her alarm. The morning sun filtered through the blinds, casting whimsical patterns on the wall. The thirty-year-old woman stretched in bed and smiled—in a few hours, she would be flying toward her dream.

Two weeks on the shores of the Caribbean Sea. Two weeks away from the office, reports, and endless meetings. Two weeks with the one she loved more than life itself.

Her suitcase was packed the night before. Emily got out of bed and walked to the mirror. Her brown eyes looked back at her with a playful sparkle.

Long chestnut hair cascaded over her shoulders in soft waves. A light tan from the salon in anticipation of the vacation made her even more attractive. You did it, Emily.

Now you deserve a little happiness, she whispered to her reflection. The phone on the nightstand vibrated. A message from Michael.

Good morning, darling. See you at the airport. Check-in at 10:30.

Can’t wait until we’re alone. Emily smiled. Every message from him made her heart beat faster.

Michael Thompson. Husband of her boss, Victoria. The man with whom she planned to spend her dream vacation.

Their affair started six months ago at a company party. Victoria was away on a business trip, and Michael came to the event alone. Tall, with piercing gray eyes and a charming smile, he immediately caught Emily’s attention.

She never thought she could fall for a married man. Especially her boss’s husband. But after a few glasses of champagne, they started talking, and Emily saw in him a kindred spirit, someone who truly understood her.

«I’m unhappy with her,» Michael confessed then. «We’ve been living like roommates for years.» Victoria thinks only about work, about her career.

«She doesn’t care about me. From that evening, everything spiraled.» Secret meetings after work, messages they deleted immediately, calls from work phones to leave no traces.

Emily knew she was doing wrong. At Apex Commerce Inc., where she had worked as a financial analyst for five years, Victoria Hayes was the CEO, her direct supervisor. Authoritative, ambitious, always impeccably dressed, the woman inspired awe in her subordinates.

No one dared contradict her or question her decisions. But love proved stronger than fear. When Michael suggested they go away together for two weeks to the Bahamas, Emily agreed without hesitation.

They had planned everything. Victoria was heading to an international conference in Tokyo. Two weeks of freedom.

Two weeks when they could stop hiding and not fear being exposed. Emily took a shower, put on a light summer dress, and applied makeup. For jewelry—only silver earrings, a birthday gift from Michael…