A Forbidden Night With The Enemy
A young psychologist, Maria Reyes, fresh out of college, decides to take her first freelance case to build her résumé. Feeling bold and free on her graduation night, she let herself loose after getting charmed by an alluring mysterious man. One drink leads to another and another, and she finds herself drowning in passion in his bed. She reads him like a map and falls for his scars before she even asks for his name. But the morning brings the brutal truth, Darian Wolfe is her father's enemy, a ruthless businessman, an heir to the empire sworn to destroy her father's legacy. She vanishes before he wakes, unable to face what has been done.
Weeks later after being able to set up her new office, the past begins to blur until her first patient walks through the door. It's him, Darian Wolfe. Her expression freezes when she sees him. He walks around her office uninvited. He takes a seat without a word. The silence between them is thick with everything unsaid.
And then, he looks unblinking in her eyes. "I have a lot to... unpack, Dr Reyes," he says, with a dark smile. "Let's start with a woman I met two weeks ago at a bar," he says, pulling out a red panty from his pocket.
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Chapter: Chapter 7 Rain And FuryNaomi’s cheerful voice suddenly stopped. She froze in the doorway, eyes wide as she took in the scene: Darian was looming over me, his body close, one hand holding my neck and the other cradling my face. My expression was clearly flushed and tear-streaked, and I had lost my professional composure. Naomi's gaze moved to the red panties clearly visible on the desk beside us. The silence that followed was heavy. Naomi's expression changed from surprise to shock, then to a painful understanding. She realized what it looked like: not a therapy session, but a moment of intense, secret passion. Her mouth opened, then closed, her face growing pale. Darian stood still and kept his gaze locked on mine. A slow, dangerous smirk appeared on his lips, as if Naomi's shocked interruption had perfectly emphasized his point. I felt my world tilt—not with fear this time, but with the terrible certainty that the boundary we had been carefully navigating had just shattered, and the consequences would be
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-22
Chapter: Chapter 6 Little Miss Therapist's Panties The red panties lay on my polished mahogany desk, resembling a pool of fresh blood. The room smelled of new leather and lilies, creating an unsettling atmosphere. The silence felt heavy, pressing against my ears and ribs. These panties were a reminder of that night. Darian Wolfe sat still in the client's chair, relaxed yet intense, his ice-gray eyes fixed on me. His dark smile remained as he said, "Let’s start with a woman I met two weeks ago at a bar." I took a deep breath, trying to maintain a strong presence. This office was my space for healing and calm. I glanced at the degrees hanging on the wall, symbols of my years of work and expertise. Yet, under his gaze, it all felt fragile. "You’ve got this, Maria," I reminded myself. But he was chaos itself, a storm I had foolishly invited in. I reminded myself to stay professional; that was my only defense. I smoothed my skirt, a nervous gesture that only drew his eyes, making me regret it instantly. My palms felt sweaty against the
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-21
Chapter: Chapter 5 The Puppetmaster’s PlayDarian Wolfe: I built the Wolfe Hotel Penthouse to tower over the city, a throne of glass and steel where I feel dominant. Below, the lights flicker like the lives I’ve crushed to get here. But deep inside, I am not satisfied, and I won't be until I see the Reyes empire crumble at my feet and witness Hector Reyes become a nobody. Tonight is Maria Reyes' graduation, when she steps out from under her father's shadow and into mine. I will make her my weapon, my masterpiece, and she won't see it coming. For years, I’ve analyzed her life with meticulous attention to every detail. A network of informants—drivers, maids, coffee shop workers—whispers her every move to me. I know she sneaks to the library at twilight to bury her nose in fantasy novels, thinking no one sees. She’s less guarded online, devouring tales of dark antiheroes on obscure forums, her comments overflowing with admiration for men who wield power like a blade and love like a storm. I’ve read every word she’s written, ev
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-20
Chapter: Chapter 4 The Devil's BargainHector's question sliced through the tense air like a blade. His dark gaze locked onto mine, searching for any sign of weakness. I pressed my back against his desk, the drawer behind me hiding secrets I couldn’t let him discover. "He knew something," I thought, as my heart raced and my palms grew sweaty. I forced a tense smile. "The lease agreement," I said quickly, trying to keep my voice steady. For my new office. "I need the signed copy for the bank tomorrow." I nodded toward the filing cabinets by the door, hoping he would buy my excuse. With a steadier, more confident posture, I added, "I tried calling, but the gala…" I trailed off, praying my reasoning would make sense. His stare didn’t waver. It scrutinized my anxious face and trembling hands. He stepped closer, the sound of his shoes echoing on the floor. "The lease," he repeated in a dangerously flat voice. "In my office, at my desk." Instead of heading for the cabinets, he closed the gap between us, and his presen
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-18
Chapter: Chapter 3 Buried SecretI couldn’t stop thinking about the blackmail text in my dark room. Every image of Darian and me outside the Wolfe Hotel—his hand possessively on my waist, my head tilted towards, with a smile and a vulnerability I now despise—felt like a ticking bomb ready to annihilate the Reyes legacy. My father’s voice echoed in my head, cold and direct: "Maria, reputation is everything, never let it slip; protect it at all costs." My lips felt cold even though the room was warm. "Do as I say, or they go on air." The anonymous demand played over and over in my mind. "Instructions will come." "What do they want?" I didn’t know whether to stay still or freak out. I walked silently on the carpet, my bare feet barely making a sound and my nails digging into my hands. My father, Hector Reyes, hated weakness. He’d get rid of me if he had to. How about Naomi’s fierce loyalty? That's a liability. She’d storm the gates of hell for me, making the scandal three times worse. Only one person sh
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-18
Chapter: Chapter 2 BlackmailI woke up sprawled on Naomi’s couch, and my head was pounding. The events of the previous night crashed over me—Darian Wolfe’s hands on my skin, his breath warm against my neck, the knowledge that he was my father’s sworn enemy, and all the terrible things my father told me he had done. The memory seared into my mind, a reckless mistake I can’t erase. Guilt twisted in my stomach, suffocating me. Naomi’s cheerful humming floated in from the kitchen, a stark contrast to the chaos inside me. I pulled the blanket over my face, attempting to hide from the truth, but it clung to me like a shadow. Naomi walked in, holding two steaming coffee mugs. Her grin faded as her eyes fell on me. "Morning, disaster, you look like you lost a fight with a bottle." She shoved a mug at me and settled onto the armrest. "Where did you disappear to last night? I was about to send out a search party." Gripping the mug, I felt the heat sting my palms as I thought up a lie. "I needed air, the gala was s
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-18
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