Just A Girl Who Desires Love

Liam lowered his gaze to me. The overhead light washed over the side of his face, outlining it with a soft, hazy glow that made him look especially striking.His nose was straight and well-defined, with the faintest hint of a natural bridge. His lips were full and flushed, and his eyes seemed to twinkle with affection in them.To be honest, the very first time we met, I had already been deeply stunned by Liam's looks.Among a crowd of ordinary-looking men, he stood out like a thoroughbred in a field of donkeys.His delicate features and tall, lean frame made him so exceptional that it felt as though he existed on a completely different layer from everyone else.I nodded slightly.Liam hummed in response, then lowered his head and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead.My eyes widened a little, my heartbeat skipping.Up close, I caught the faint scent of citrus clinging to him.He brushed a light kiss along my cheek, one hand reaching down to unzip the side of my dress.A cool

As the treatment plan continued to progress, my condition began to improve little by little.At first, I could only accommodate a single finger. Then gradually, two… three.During this time, my relationship with Liam also grew increasingly close.For me, that was both a good thing and a bad thing.The closer we became, the less resistant I was to his touch, and the more smoothly the treatment proceeded.What troubled me, however, was that faced with a man so handsome, gentle, and openly indulgent toward me, I truly couldn't resist him. I found myself drawn to him again and again without meaning to.In the end, I discovered in despair that compared to my fiancé, Josh, my reliance on Liam ran deeper, and my feelings for him were stronger.That day, while choosing wedding rings, I hesitated endlessly between two designs.On impulse, instead of asking Josh for his opinion right away, I turned to Liam.At the time, he had one arm around me, his long fingers lazily twirling a strand

In an instant, my eyes flew wide open, my heart shuddering violently.Amid the chorus of respectful greetings, I heard a voice I knew all too well. My husband's voice—Josh's.I couldn't believe it. My neck stiffened as I slowly turned my head.Standing among those filthy groomsmen was Josh himself.He stepped forward to the man they called Mr. Holloway, bowing and scraping."You're here. She's right here. Take a look—see if you're satisfied."As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed my chin and forced my face upward.A chill ran through my entire body. I trembled uncontrollably as I stared at the man I'd known for five years.At that moment, Josh felt utterly unfamiliar to me.Had every moment of those five years been a lie?Facing my desperate gaze, there wasn't the slightest trace of guilt on Josh's face—only ingratiating flattery.Mr. Holloway studied me for a while, seeming fairly satisfied."She really is that tight?"Josh patted his chest confidently."I saw it w

A flicker of surprise crossed Zayn Holloway's face, then he smiled faintly."Liam, what brings you here?"Liam walked in. He slipped off his suit jacket and tossed it toward me from a distance, draping it over my body to cover my disheveled state."She's my girlfriend," he said calmly. "She trusted the wrong person and was mistakenly sent here to you. I'm here to take her home."Zayn set down what he was holding. He was smiling, but there was an edge to his words."That's a shame. The game's already started, and I don't plan on stopping anytime soon. Tell you what—why don't I finish up, then send her over to you?"The moment he spoke, Liam's expression shifted. His voice turned icy."That depends, Zayn, on whether you even have what it takes to keep playing."Zayn gave a low laugh, his tone lofty and condescending, like a elder scolding a naive child."Liam, you're just a doctor. You have no real power here. What gives you the right to talk to me like that? If you've got time