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The Therapist PT. 2
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My heart was hammering against my ribs, but on the outside, I was the picture of calm, polished professionalism. I was in the final interview for the Vice President of Acquisitions role at Davenport Industries, a job I had been dreaming of for years. The office was a temple of glass and steel on the 75th floor, with a view of the entire city sprawling below.The only person left to impress was the god of this temple himself: Julian Davenport. He was younger than I expected, maybe late thirties, with sharp, intelligent dark eyes, black hair styled with a casual precision, and a custom-tailored suit that probably cost more than my car. He was ruthless, powerful, and so intimidatingly handsome it felt like a weapon.For twenty minutes, he’d grilled me on my resume, his questions sharp and insightful. I’d met every one of them with confidence. I knew I was nailing this.Then, he stopped. He leaned back in his massive leather chair, the picture of calm, predatory authority. He slid a singl
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He held me there, bent over the arm of the sofa, until my broken sobs quieted into shuddering breaths. The fire on my skin was no longer a sharp sting but a deep, throbbing ache that seemed to radiate straight to my core. He hadn’t spoken a word since he started, and the silence was somehow more intimidating than any threat.Finally, his hand, now surprisingly gentle, smoothed over the hot, flushed skin of my ass. A shiver wracked my body at the possessive, almost tender, touch.“Turn around,” he said, his voice a low, calm rumble.I obeyed, my movements clumsy, my legs feeling like they might give out. I couldn’t meet his eyes. I just stared at the floor, my cheeks burning with a humiliation so profound it was dizzying.“On your knees, Sloane.”My head snapped up. He was standing before me, his expression unreadable, his stance powerful. It wasn’t a request. It was the next step in a lesson I hadn’t known I was enrolled in. I sank down, the cold concrete a shock against my bare knees
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The speedometer of the black Escalade read one hundred and ten miles per hour, and the only sound in the car was the high-pitched whine of the engine and the sound of my bodyguard’s jaw clenching so hard I was surprised his teeth didn’t crack.Liam. His name was a boring, one-syllable thud, just like him. He was a mountain of quiet, coiled muscle and professional disapproval, and for the past six weeks, he’d been my shadow, my jailer, and the primary target of my very creative boredom.“You know, for a guy who’s supposed to be an expert driver, you’re surprisingly tense,” I said, kicking my stilettoed feet up onto his pristine dashboard. “You should relax. Have some fun for once in your miserable, duty-bound life.”His eyes, cold and grey as a storm-tossed sea, flickered from the road to my feet, then back again. Not a word. That was his whole thing. The strong, silent type. It was infuriating. I lived to make him crack.Tonight’s stunt had been a masterpiece. I’d ditched his two juni
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The drive home from the gala was a silent war. Daniel’s hands were clenched on the steering wheel, his jaw a tight line of fury. My body was still thrumming from Lucian’s touch, my thighs slick under my dress, my lips swollen from his brutal kiss. I felt like a different person, a stranger sitting next to my husband, and I knew, with a terrifying certainty, that I could never go back.He didn't speak until we were back inside the cold, marble foyer of our house.“Where were you, Evelyn?” he asked, his voice dangerously quiet.“I told you, I needed some air,” I said, my voice steady. The fear I should have felt was gone, replaced by a strange, exhilarating calm.“For twenty minutes?” he shot back, finally turning to face me. His eyes were cold slits of rage. “I looked for you. I saw you leave the ballroom. You were walking like you were on a mission.”I didn’t answer. I just met his gaze. For the first time, I wasn’t intimidated.“This is because of him, isn’t it?” he snarled. “This th
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(LUCIAN'S POV)It had been forty-eight hours since Evelyn Carter had walked out of my office, and I was losing my fucking mind.For two days, her presence had haunted this apartment. I’d see the ghost of her in the chair opposite mine, her eyes wide with that delicious, terrified arousal. I’d hear the echo of her broken gasp when she said my name. It was a constant, maddening obsession that had sunk its teeth into me and refused to let go. I, a man who prided himself on absolute control, was being consumed by the thought of a suburban housewife in a beige dress.I needed a release. A circuit breaker. Something physical and meaningless to clear my head.That’s why she was here.Her name was Cassandra, or maybe Chloe. I’d already forgotten. It didn’t matter. Her body was a masterpiece though—lips plumped with filler, a tiny waist, and two large, perfect, completely fake tits that defied the laws of gravity whatsoever. She was a professional distraction, an empty vessel.Right now, she w
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The days leading up to the appointment were a special kind of hell. I moved through my life like a ghost in my own home, a walking embodiment of my husband’s disappointment. At a charity function, I smiled and nodded, all while the words echoed in my head: a problem to be fixed. I felt like a fraud in my own skin, a malfunctioning appliance being sent out for repair. The humiliation was a constant, bitter taste in my mouth.Tuesday arrived faster than i'd expected. I stood in front of my walk-in closet for an hour, feeling like a soldier choosing armor for a battle I knew I was going to lose . I settled on a tasteful, conservative sheath dress in a bland beige color. It was a lie in fabric form, a dress that screamed respectable and untouchable.The address Daniel had given me wasn’t for a medical building. It was a private, unmarked apartment in the city's most exclusive district, a place where secrets were bought and sold behind centuries-old oak doors. There was no sign, just a sin
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