LOGINIt was never part of my plan to get attached. I was just a freelance model, newly signed under a rising modeling agency in town. Everything was supposed to be simple; work, exposure, growth. Then came Dr. Aria Williams — dermatologist, surgeon, and the woman who was supposed to fix me. Chaos started the moment I met her. The way she talked, the way she looked at me felt like she was studying every inch of who I was. Every word I said, every silence I made, she read me like I was her favorite patient. It made me uncomfortably hot, and yet... I kept coming back. I told myself it was part of the therapy, the strange pull I felt toward her was part of it. But the way she looked at me; cold, curious, almost hungry, said otherwise. I hated her for it. I felt it every time her voice softened, every time her fingers lingered on my skin longer than they should. She called it treatment. I called it control. What started as therapy turned into something dark and deeper. I wanted to be beautiful, to be ready for the public, but what we craved became something private, something only between us. And the more sessions I had with her, the stronger the connection grew. Until one day, her eyes focused on someone else. And every time their eyes met, it burned through me. When she saw it, she offered something that challenged me. To be her slave and she'll be mine— alone. Soon, I found myself following her every order, fulfilling her desires without question. Along the way, I realized her obsession had become mine too. And before I could stop, the hate I once felt for her turned into something else.
View MoreTime passed slowly and no matter how hard I tried to convince Aria that I’ll be fine alone in my room, she wouldn’t listen. And as much as I wanted to assure her that I’m okay already, she already decided to stay with me. Honestly, I like it this way. Although, I’m scared to get caught… it still felt easier with her. Whenever she’s around, my fear suddenly disappears and I forget to worry.Aria’s busy replying to some of her emails while I’m already in bed, watching her. Then I remembered what she told Thali earlier.It’s her birthday. When? Today? But she said she already booked a dinner for us, but we just ordered some room service tonight. Maybe it wasn’t true. But then, what if it is?I sighed and sat down, waited for a moment before finally calling her.“Aria,” my voice sounded softer than usual.“Hmm?” She answered without looking, still typing something on her laptop.“Is it really your birthday?” I asked, voice a bit lower.She turned to look at me after hearing my question,
“Are you okay?” Aria’s soft voice sent shivers down my spine.We were heading back to our rooms and she insisted on walking me to mine first. I agreed because my mind is occupied. “Yeah…” I said, although I know that I am not.Thali’s confession doesn’t really bother me anymore, especially after all that happened yesterday. But now that she reminded me of it again, I am starting to think about it more.Why does she have to bring it up again? Although, I’m still thankful that she didn’t change the way she is towards me when we’re working.At the door of my room, there was a small gift laying on the floor.I stopped walking.Aria noticed immediately. “What is it?”“I… I don’t know.” My voice came out quieter than I intended.The box was small, wrapped neatly in plain brown paper. No ribbon. No card visible. Just my name written on top in clean, careful handwriting.Ena.My stomach twisted.I crouched slowly, picking it up like it might disappear if I hesitated too long. It was light, b
Aria is patiently waiting for me at the nearest coffee shop. She was wearing a simple white dress that hugged her body perfectly. Her shades on, a book on her left, and an iced coffee in front of her.Her eyes drifted on me—intentionally. I blushed as I realized that she’s been there all this time, watching me work. She waited for me patiently while I walked too slowly to calm myself.“Hey!” She greeted me as I approached her.“Hi,” I answered, quietly.“What do you want to drink?” she asked as she offered me the chair beside her. I slid into the chair beside her, the woven seat cool against my legs. Up close, she smelled like coffee and something familiar—something that made my chest loosen without permission.“Just iced latte,” I said. “No sugar.”She smiled, already standing. “Still the same.”I watched her walk to the counter, the easy confidence in her steps, the way she blended into the afternoon crowd like she belonged everywhere she chose to be. When she came back, she placed
My phone vibrated again in my hand.THALI CALLING.My chest tightened.I sat up too fast, the sheet slipping down my shoulder as panic rushed in. The morning light filtered through the curtains, soft and unforgiving. This was real now. Not hidden behind night or excuses.Another buzz.I answered the call without thinking. “M-miss Ena?” Thali’s voice sounded hesitant but firm. “It’s almost call time. Are you inside?”I froze. Then—I heard knocking again from the other line.My mind raced, scrambling for a solution that didn’t exist. I hadn’t told anyone I changed rooms. I hadn’t told anyone Aria was here. I hadn’t told anyone anything.“Miss Ena? I’ve been calling you. Are you okay?”Behind me, Aria shifted, stirring slightly.I pressed a hand over my mouth, my heart hammering so loudly.“I’m okay,” I said, forcing my voice to sound steady. Awake. Normal. “Just—just give me a minute.”There was a pause on the other line.“A minute?” Thali repeated. “You usually answer right away.”The

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