DAMIEN'S POV
A painful but familiar throbbing in my head brought me back to consciousness. I cracked my eyes open, but the light stabbed at me, and I squeezed them shut again, letting myself adjust. As I slowly regained control of my senses, I realized the heavy weight on me wasn't a blanket. It was warm, naked...human. My ears registered the sound of someone's heartbeat as I felt someone's breath on my neck, realizing with a jolt that I, too, was completely naked. My nose picked up a familiar scent from the body on me, but I couldn't quite place it, my brain still foggy.I groaned softly as the throbbing in my head escalated. Finally, I managed to flicker my eyes open, the bright light still assaulting me until they somewhat got used to it. Slowly, the familiar furniture of my guest room began to come into focus. The first thing I did after regaining control over my sight was focus my gaze on the body plastered against me in curiosity.That mob of light, silky blond haiDAMIEN'S POVA painful but familiar throbbing in my head brought me back to consciousness. I cracked my eyes open, but the light stabbed at me, and I squeezed them shut again, letting myself adjust. As I slowly regained control of my senses, I realized the heavy weight on me wasn't a blanket. It was warm, naked...human. My ears registered the sound of someone's heartbeat as I felt someone's breath on my neck, realizing with a jolt that I, too, was completely naked. My nose picked up a familiar scent from the body on me, but I couldn't quite place it, my brain still foggy.I groaned softly as the throbbing in my head escalated. Finally, I managed to flicker my eyes open, the bright light still assaulting me until they somewhat got used to it. Slowly, the familiar furniture of my guest room began to come into focus. The first thing I did after regaining control over my sight was focus my gaze on the body plastered against me in curiosity.That mob of light, silky blond hai
ADRIAN'S POV The room was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, the air heavy and warm against my skin. Damien lay beside me, his chest rising and falling in sync with my own ragged breaths. Our bodies were still entangled, limbs intertwined like vines after a storm, the sheets a tangled mess beneath us. The drug’s haze was beginning to lift, but the heat between us remained, a burning ember that refused to die. I turned my head to look at him, his features softened by the dim light filtering through the window. His brown eyes were hazy, unfocused, but there was a raw vulnerability in them that I couldn’t ignore. I leaned in, my lips brushing against his, and he responded without hesitation. The kiss was fierce, desperate, as if we were both trying to cling to something slipping away.I shifted, moving to straddle his hips, my thighs pressing against his. The friction sent a jolt through me, a reminder that our bodies were still wired, still craving. My cock, sti
ADRIAN'S POVThe air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the scent of sweat and desire. I lay on the bed, my body tense yet eager, my fair skin glistening under the faint light. My blue eyes, usually so calm and collected, were now clouded with a mixture of fear and longing. My blonde hair was tousled, clinging to my forehead as I panted, my athletic frame trembling slightly under the weight of what was to come. I'm beneath Damien, his presence dominating the room. His gaze was intense, almost predatory, as he looked down at me. I knew what was about to happen, yet I couldn’t bring myself to look away."Adrian," he said, his voice low and commanding. It sent a shiver down my spine. I nodded, my throat dry, unable to speak. Our naked body was in display. His body was a stark contrast to mine—larger, more imposing, with muscles that seemed to ripple beneath his skin. I felt small, vulnerable, yet inexplicably drawn to him. The drug in the wine had done its work, clouding his inhibi
ADRIAN'S POV The silence of the room pulsed with a predatory rhythm, Moonlights sliced through the window of Damien's bedroom and lust, casting Damien’s face in jagged shadows. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, were glazed now, heavy-lidded and dark. "Adrian," he purred, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. "You’re tense." His fingers brushed my wrist, light as a feather, but I felt it like a brand. I knew I should pull away, should remind myself of the walls I’d built around my heart, but the wine made my thoughts sluggish, my limbs heavy. The air between us crackled with unspoken tension. Damien’s gaze was intense, almost predatory, as he leaned closer. His breath ghosted over my lips, warm and intoxicating. "It's hot," he murmured, his fingers tangling in my blonde hair. I wanted to resist. I wanted to push him away and remind him of the boundaries we’d never crossed. Before I could form a coherent thought, his lips were on mine again, hungry and
ADRIAN'S POV The flashing lights of the VIP room blurred into different shades of color, mirroring the dizzying swirl of memories we were dredging up. Damien threw his head back, his laughter booming – a sound I’d always found ridiculously attractive.We were reliving our college days, fueled by expensive whiskey and the giddy haze of nostalgia. Damien, my best friend, my confidant, the unspoken ache in my heart for… well, forever. He’d insisted we forget about the clinic for tonight, forget about the mounting pressure, the…discrepancies. I was happy to oblige. Work always felt like a minefield lately, and time with Damien, untainted by stress, was a rare and precious thing.Damien slapped me on the back, nearly sending my wine sloshing over the rim. "Remember Mrs. Higgins? Man, she never saw it coming!"We’d been cracking jokes about the horny widowed librarian, Mrs. Higgins, that we bedded back in college. The poor woman was bent on the table when we both took her at the same time.
ADRIAN'S POVThe appointment at the clinic after my brief encounter with Selena felt like a blurry dream. Selena's distraction, the way she seemed to falter for a moment, had been a welcome reprieve from the crushing weight of reality. But that moment had passed, leaving me staring at the cold, hard facts laid out before me.I ran my hand through my hair, staring at the ledger and the past two years' worth of financial reports. It was all there, meticulously documented. Sienna. The one Damien and I had trusted implicitly, practically considered family. The one who had been systematically siphoning money from the clinic. Selena had confirmed it, meticulously tracing the discrepancies, the missing amounts, the cleverly disguised transactions. There was no doubt."Fuck," I muttered, the word a strangled whisper in the sterile silence of my office. "What the fuck do I do?"The question echoed in my mind, bouncing off the walls with no easy answer. How was I supposed to tell Damien? He tru
ADRIAN'S POV I leaned back onto the table, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. Selena stood up, a satisfied smile on her face. She leaned down and kissed me on the lips, her tongue darting into my mouth."Mmmmm..." I moaned, I can still taste my own cum from her mouth."Did you enjoy that?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.I nodded, unable to speak. Selena just laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement."Good," she said, her hand reaching down to cup my still-hard cock. "Because we're not done yet."I thought we were finished. Suddenly, she hiked up her skirt to reveal her lace panties, already damp with desire. She hooked her fingers into the waistband, sliding them down her legs and letting them fall to the floor. My eyes widened in surprise as Selena climbed onto my lap, her pussy positioned right above my cock. She lowered herself onto me, her walls stretching to accommodate my girth. "Arggggg.." I let out a loud moan, my hands gripping Selena's hips as she beg
ADRIAN'S POV The air in Selena's CEO office was thick with tension, the kind that crackled like electricity between two people who knew exactly what was about to happen. I stood across from her, my heart pounding in my chest as I watched her set aside the documents that proved Sienna’s embezzlement. The evidence was damning, but it was nothing compared to the raw, unfiltered desire that now hung between us. Selena leaned back in her leather chair, her sharp eyes locking onto mine with a hunger that made my breath catch. "Time to pay up, Adrian," she purred, her voice low and laced with a command that sent a shiver down my spine. I smirked, playing along as I leaned against her desk, my athletic frame relaxed but coiled like a spring. "What do you have in mind, Selena?" I asked, already knowing the answer. She leaned forward, her lips brushing my ear as she whispered, "You can pay me by fucking me right here. On this desk. Be rough. Don’t hold back." Her words were like a spark t
ADRIAN'S POV It was Wednesday, and a knot of unease had been tightening in my stomach since Sienna announced her sudden, week-long vacation. Sienna was the glue that held Clinic together. Organized, efficient, and unfailingly present, she was as much a fixture as the waiting room chairs. Her disappearing act, with no explanation beyond needing "personal time," felt profoundly out of character.I'd tried Damien, he'd just shrugged, looking as bewildered as I felt. "She said she needed a break. Couldn't get anything more out of her. Don't worry, Adrian, she deserves it."Deserved it, maybe. But unexplained disappearances weren't her style. Something was definitely off, a subtle discordance I couldn't quite put my finger on.Thankfully, my schedule wasn't too demanding this week. A small blessing, considering Sienna usually managed my appointments and patient flow with the precision of a Swiss watch. Without her, I was adrift in a sea of appointment reminders and patient files.I stret