
The Cardiologist’s Forbidden Trainee
He was trained to repair failing hearts.
She never imagined hers would be the one placed in danger.
When Iris Moore steps into Hale Heart Institute as a newly graduated medical trainee, she carries ambition, grief, and hunger beneath her calm exterior.
Raised by her grandmother after losing her mother early, Iris chose cardiology to honor love, survival, and sacrifice. Desire was never part of her plan.
Until Dr. Nathaniel Hale.
Powerful. Controlled. Forbidden.
Nathaniel is the hospital’s most respected cardiologist, bound by legacy, family, and expectation. The woman chosen for him has his name, not his heart. Discipline built his world. Iris threatens to burn it down.
From their first meeting, tension coils tight and breathless. Training becomes intimate.
Touches linger. Hands brush skin too slowly. In quiet labs and shadowed corridors, restraint frays, desire pulses, and every heartbeat feels like a risk.
But hospitals whisper.
Nurses watch. Jealousy sharpens. And the woman waiting to claim Nathaniel’s future moves to destroy the threat.
A complaint is filed.
Warning arrives.
line is crossed.
Iris is targeted, isolated, and tested.
Nathaniel is forced to choose between duty and desire, control and craving. Every stolen look costs more. Every step closer invites ruin.
Because when forbidden hearts collide, consequences are brutal.
And when restraint finally snaps, passion will demand payment.
Some loves are dangerous because they feel too right.
Some choices shatter everything.
In a hospital built to save lives, this love might destroy two.
And when secrets surface, survival will require courage, sacrifice, and surrender. Iris must decide whether to run or stay. Nathaniel must risk his name, his family, his future. Because once desire claims the heart, there is no safe way back. This story burns slow, deep, and unforgiving, pulling readers breathless toward scandal, surrender, obsession, desire
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-Six: Taken in Plain SightThe sirens screamed like judgment.Iris barely had time to breathe before the door burst open.“Miss Iris Carter,” a male voice barked. “You are under arrest for theft of confidential medical records and obstruction of justice.”Cold steel snapped around her wrists.“No!” Nathaniel lunged forward, fury exploding out of him. “This is a lie. She didn’t”A baton slammed into his chest, stopping him short.“Sir, stand back!”Iris cried out. “Nathaniel, don’t!”His eyes locked onto hers, wild and helpless. “Don’t you touch her. Don’t you dare.”Selena stood across the street.Watching.Smiling.Wrapped in a coat that looked far too calm for a woman who had just destroyed a life.Iris was dragged past Nathaniel, her body shaking, her heart ripping open as she was shoved into the back of the police car.“I love you!” she screamed through the glass.Nathaniel snapped.He broke free.Two officers went down before they could stop him. Rage like Iris had never seen before burned through his vein
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-Five: The Things Buried Don’t Stay SilentThe knock came again.Harder this time.Nathaniel moved first, instinct sharp and dangerous. He stepped in front of Iris, one hand subtly reaching behind his back where his jacket hung, fingers brushing the cold weight of the burner phone he never left behind.“Stay back,” he whispered.Iris’s heart hammered as he opened the door just enough to see who stood on the other side.Not security.Not police.A woman.Mid-forties. Sharp eyes. Hospital ID clipped to her coat.“Dr. Hale,” she said quietly. “You shouldn’t be here.”“And yet,” he replied coolly, “neither should you, Dr. Monroe.”Iris stiffened. The name rang a bell. Former senior cardiologist. Disappeared after a “voluntary resignation.”“You have something that belongs to us,” Monroe said, glancing past him into the apartment.Nathaniel didn’t move. “You mean the truth?”Her mouth tightened. “You don’t understand what you’re holding.”“I understand exactly,” he said. “That’s why you’re here.”Monroe exhaled slowly. “They sent m
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-Four: When Silence Becomes a WeaponThe hospital had never felt this cold.Iris noticed it the moment she stepped inside. The way conversations stopped when she passed. The way nurses avoided her eyes. The way doors that once opened easily now felt sealed shut.Nathaniel was gone.Suspended. Silenced. Removed like a stain they were eager to scrub away.She kept her head high anyway.“Miss Carter,” a senior nurse called sharply. “You’re late.”It was five minutes past her shift.“I was cleared to resume at eight,” Iris replied calmly.The nurse smirked. “That was before yesterday.”Iris swallowed the sting and nodded. “Understood.”She moved through the ward on autopilot, hands steady even as her chest burned. Cardiology rounds continued without him. Machines beeped. Hearts beat. Life went on.But hers felt paused.Everywhere she turned, reminders of Nathaniel followed her. The way he liked charts arranged. The questions he asked trainees. The calm authority that used to fill the unit.Now, it was replaced by whispers.“
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-Three: The Room Where Wolves SmileThe boardroom smelled like polished wood and bloodless ambition.Iris felt it the moment the doors slid open. Dozens of eyes turned. Some curious. Some judgmental. Some already convinced she didn’t belong there.Nathaniel’s hand rested lightly on the small of her back, steady and warm. A silent promise.“Stay close,” he murmured. “No matter what you hear.”She nodded, even as her pulse thundered in her ears.At the head of the table sat Dr. Richard Hale, immaculately dressed, his silver hair untouched by stress. To his right was Selena.Perfect. Poised. Smiling.Iris’s stomach dropped.Selena’s eyes flicked to her, slow and deliberate, her lips curving in something that wasn’t a smile. It was victory rehearsed too many times.“Let’s begin,” Richard said calmly. “Dr. Hale, thank you for honoring the summons.”Nathaniel didn’t sit.“I’m here under protest,” he said. “And with counsel.”Murmurs rippled around the table.“This trainee,” one board member said sharply, glancing at Iris, “ha
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-Two: Blood Does Not Ask PermissionIris couldn’t breathe.The photo burned into her vision. Her grandmother’s familiar front gate. The cracked paint. The flowering hibiscus she watered every morning. And standing just outside it, hands in his pockets, a stranger who had no right to be there.“They promised,” Iris whispered. “They said they wouldn’t touch her.”Nathaniel was already moving, pulling on his shirt, grabbing his phone. His jaw was locked so tight it ached.“They don’t keep promises,” he said coldly. “They leverage them.”“I have to go back,” Iris said, panic rising. “I can’t let her”“No.” Nathaniel turned sharply, his voice cutting through her fear. “You’re not walking into a trap.”“That’s my grandmother!”“And you’re my responsibility,” he snapped back, then stopped himself, softening his tone. “You’re under my protection.”She stared at him. “You don’t get to decide that.”He stepped closer, his hands settling on her arms, grounding her shaking body. “I get to decide how far I’m willing to go. And I’m a
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-One: Shelter Made of SecretsThey didn’t take the main roads.Nathaniel drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on Iris’s thigh like an anchor, his eyes sharp and alert as the city thinned into quiet stretches of darkness. Streetlights flashed over his face, revealing tension carved deep into his jaw.Iris stared out the window, her heart still racing.“You didn’t answer me,” she said softly. “Where are we going?”“Somewhere my name still holds weight,” he replied. “And where Selena’s reach ends.”“That doesn’t exist,” Iris whispered.Nathaniel’s mouth curved in something that wasn’t a smile. “It does. She just hopes you never learn about it.”They drove for over an hour before turning off the highway onto a private road flanked by tall iron gates. Security cameras followed their approach. The gates opened silently.Iris’s breath caught.The house that emerged from the darkness wasn’t just large. It was old. Solid. The kind of place built to endure wars, scandals, and bloodlines.“This is…” she traile
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