Nurse Lisa is the best in the country until she's assigned to care for the arrogant and brooding Ace, who's been injured in a mysterious accident. Lisa is determined to treat Ace, but his stubbornness and attitude make it difficult. As Lisa works to heal Ace's body, she realizes that he may also need healing of the heart. Will their love play be just a game, or will it lead to something deeper?"
View MoreLisa stood in the kitchen, staring down at the plate of food in front of her. The savory aroma of Ace’s favorite dish—pan-seared steak with roasted vegetables—filled the air, but instead of bringing comfort, it only deepened the ache in her chest. She had spent hours in the kitchen, meticulously preparing every detail, hoping that maybe—just maybe—this time he would acknowledge her efforts. She glanced over at the clock on the wall. It was almost 7 p.m. Ace would be home soon, but even the thought of his return didn’t fill her with the usual excitement. The tension between them had been building for days, ever since she returned after the terrifying incident. She’d told him everything, begged for his forgiveness, promised to make things right. But it didn’t matter. Ace hadn’t been the same since.His silence was deafening. Every attempt she made to reconnect, to earn back his trust, seemed to fall flat. She’d tried talking to him, tried showing him that she was sorry through her acti
Evelyn sat alone in her study, the dim light of the afternoon filtering through the heavy curtains, casting long shadows across the room. The air was thick with tension, and the silence was oppressive, only broken by the soft ticking of the clock on the mantel. She had been trying to distract herself with paperwork, reading over documents, invoices, anything to keep her mind from wandering to darker places. But no matter how hard she tried, her thoughts kept drifting back to Richard. Her husband. The man who had been missing for days without a word. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw his face—smiling, laughing, taunting—and the last time they spoke, that terrible argument replayed over and over in her head. And now, he was gone, and no one seemed to know where he was. A sharp knock on the door interrupted her thoughts, making her jump slightly. Her pulse quickened as she looked up, her eyes narrowing as she watched the door slowly open. One of her men stepped inside, his expres
Evelyn let out a contented sigh as she finally stepped foot into her home, the familiar surroundings immediately easing some of the tension that had built up over the past few days. The sterile smell of the hospital was still fresh in her nose, and the weight of her recovery was heavy on her body, but being back in her space—where she was in control—brought a sense of relief.King, her ever-loyal bodyguard, hovered just behind her, watching her every step as she made her way through the grand entryway. His presence was comforting in its own way—silent but constant. She had always relied on him, and now was no different.As she glanced around, taking in the familiar décor and the stillness of the house, her mind immediately shifted to Richard. She turned to one of her men who had appeared at the doorway, waiting for orders.“Any news on my husband?” she asked, her voice sharp, betraying her impatience.The man hesitated before shaking his head. “No, ma’am. Not yet.”Evelyn’s eyes narro
Richard groaned as he slowly regained consciousness, his entire body a mass of throbbing pain. The dim light filtering through whatever grimy windows were above him barely illuminated the space, but it was enough for him to see the darkness surrounding him. He blinked, trying to adjust his swollen eyes to the shadows, but it hurt to move even that much. His face felt tight and swollen, and each shallow breath sent waves of agony through his chest.For a moment, he couldn’t remember where he was or how he’d gotten here, but then it all came rushing back—those men, the ambush, the fists raining down on him without mercy. His own blood had mixed with sweat as he fought against them, but in the end, it had been useless. They had been too many, too strong. "Stupid men... they will pay for this," Richard growled through clenched teeth, the sound rough in his dry throat. His voice barely carried in the empty space, but the anger behind his words fueled him, a spark in the darkness.He tried
The morning sun filtered through the windows of Ace’s apartment, casting long shadows across the floor as he sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at his phone. He hadn’t slept well—too many thoughts racing through his mind. Things with Lisa were... complicated. One moment, they seemed like they could start again; the next, he was reminded of all the damage done, not just between them but in every part of his life.As he rubbed the tension from the back of his neck, the phone buzzed in his hand, interrupting his thoughts. Ace glanced at the screen, an unfamiliar number flashing. He debated letting it go to voicemail, but something tugged at him to answer."Yeah?" he answered, his tone gruff and uninterested."Mr. Ace?" The voice on the other end was professional, almost too cheerful for this early in the morning. Ace's brows furrowed, his patience already thinning. "Who’s asking?""This is Dr. Wells from Saint Joseph’s Hospital. We’re calling about your sister, Evelyn Kane."Th
The next morning, the atmosphere in the apartment was still thick with the unspoken tension from the night before. Lisa woke early, but the weight of everything that had happened and everything she had said to Ace still pressed down on her chest. She wasn’t sure how he’d react to seeing her in the daylight, how he’d treat her now that they were no longer caught in the emotion of the night.She sat up on the edge of the couch where she had slept, wrapping her arms around herself as if she could shield herself from the uncertainty of what was coming. The soft hum of the city outside the window offered little comfort as her mind replayed every word, every look, every silence between her and Ace.He was still asleep, or at least he hadn't stirred from the bedroom. Part of her wanted to go in and face him, to talk more, but she knew better. Ace wasn’t the kind of man who could be pushed. She would have to wait for him to decide what he was willing to give.After a few minutes, she stood an
Lisa’s hands trembled as she approached Ace’s door, each step heavier than the last. Her mind raced with memories of the confrontation, the fear, and the narrow escape. But this moment was different. This wasn’t just about survival anymore. It was about seeking forgiveness—something she wasn’t sure she even deserved.She hesitated at the threshold, heart pounding in her chest. Would Ace even let her in? Could he forgive her for the choices she made, for walking away from him? The cold night air nipped at her skin, urging her to act, to knock, but her body felt frozen. She had always been strong, or at least she pretended to be. But standing here, facing the man she had betrayed, she felt exposed, vulnerable.Summoning the last bit of courage, Lisa knocked softly on the door, her knuckles barely making a sound. She wasn’t sure he’d hear her, or worse, she feared he would and simply ignore her.Moments stretched out like an eternity until the door opened. Ace stood there, his expression
The dim light of the room barely illuminated the sharp angles of the leader's face as he stepped out, leaving Richard Kane bound and broken behind him. He pulled the heavy steel door shut with a quiet *thud*, the sound muffled by the thick walls that surrounded their hideout. For now, Kane was out of sight—but certainly not out of mind.The man with the scar, known only as Malek to those in his inner circle, exchanged a glance with his second-in-command, Borden. They were both seasoned professionals, men who had spent years in the shadows of a world few people dared to imagine existed. They didn’t operate out of some twisted vendetta. This was business, and business was booming.Borden flicked a lighter, briefly illuminating his grizzled face as he lit a cigarette. He exhaled slowly, leaning against the wall, his eyes narrowing as he studied Malek. "He’s weak, you know. Too scared to be anything but a rat. I’d say we’re wasting our time keeping him alive."Malek shook his head, his ex
Evelyn lay in the stiff, sterile hospital bed, staring at the ceiling as the soft hum of machines filled the quiet room. The air was thick with the scent of disinfectant, a constant reminder of her helplessness. Her body ached from being immobile, her mind restless as questions gnawed at her. Where was Richard? He hadn’t visited since she woke up, not even a phone call or a message. The longer she waited, the more her unease grew, twisting inside her like a snake. Ace hadn’t come either, but that didn’t surprise her. He hated her, and Evelyn knew better than to expect any form of comfort from him. But Richard… he was supposed to be here. He was supposed to care. Her fingers gripped the thin blanket covering her, frustration simmering beneath her calm exterior. She had always been the one in control, always knew what was happening around her. But now, lying in that bed, vulnerable and alone, she felt powerless for the first time in years. The sound of the nurse bustling outside her
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