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11. Comfirmed
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2026-04-09 05:14:10
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Tempted By Dr. Dangerous 11. Comfirmed
Elena"I need to leave, Maya. I can't stay in that house another second."My voice is a jagged, unrecognizable wreck as I grip the steering wheel, my knuckles ghostly white. I’m pulled over on a side street three blocks from Avery’s, the engine idling, the air conditioning blasting cold air that does nothing to soothe the fever of my skin. On the passenger seat, the screen of my phone is still glowing with Kristen’s latest slideshow post."Elena? Hey, breathe. Just breathe," Maya’s voice is a sharp anchor through the car's speakers. "Where are you? Are you safe? Did you confront him?""No," I choke out, a sob racking my chest. "I couldn't. I saw the pictures. She posted them. He’s with her, Maya. He’s at the restaurant with her. Our favorite restaurant together!”"Get over here. Right now," Maya commands, her tone brookng no argument. "The gate is open. I’m canceling my afternoon appointments. Just drive to me, El." I don't remember the drive. I move through the city like a ghost,
Tempted By Dr. Dangerous 10. Avery’s
ElenaI’m preparing for work when the sharp ringing of my phone interrupts my thoughts. I glance at the caller ID, the urge to ignore the call strong. "Is Marcus there? I’ve been ringing his mobile for twenty minutes and he isn't picking up."Greta’s voice is a sharp, jagged intrusion into my morning, vibrating through my phone with the same sense of entitlement she carries into a room. I’m standing in front of my vanity, trying to use concealer to hide the dark circles under my eyes—the physical evidence of a night spent staring at a silent front door. My hands are shaking as I blend the cream into my skin."Good morning to you too, Greta," I say, my voice sounding tight and hollow. I don't have the energy to play the dutiful daughter-in-law today. It’s not like she ever appreciates anything I do. I’m still wearing the silk robe I threw on after waking up in an empty bed. "I’m not your son’s keeper. I haven't seen Marcus since he stood me up for our date last night."Greta lets out
Tempted By Dr. Dangerous 9. Kinks
ElenaThe silk of my lace dress is starting to feel like a shroud. I’m pacing the length of our bedroom, the heels of my designer pumps digging into the plush cream rug. It’s 7:15 PM. The reservation was for seven. I’ve called him three times in the last ten minutes, and each time the mechanical chime of his voicemail has felt like a door slamming in my face. On the fourth attempt, the ringing stops. "Elena? What is it?" Marcus’s voice is a jagged edge, rushed and breathless. I can hear the muffled roar of a city street in the background—or perhaps a crowded restaurant. "Marcus? You’re late," I say, forcing my voice to remain soft, layering it with a patience I don't truly feel. "I’m all ready. I’m wearing the dress you asked for. I thought we were heading to Avery’s? It’s our favorite, remember? You said we needed this." "I know what I said, Elena!" he snaps, the volume of his voice jumping an octave. I flinch, pulling the phone an inch away from my ear. "Something came up at the
Tempted By Dr. Dangerous 8. Informant
Jaxon "The homework is simple, David. Stop looking at her like a problem to be solved and start looking at her like a woman you just met." I lean back in my chair, the leather creaking under my weight as I watch the couple across from me. David looks at the floor, his jaw tight, while his wife, Sarah, finally lets out a breath she’s been holding for forty-five minutes. They’re my last appointment of the day—a high-power architect and a surgeon who forgot how to touch each other without it feeling like a…. clinical procedure. As the wife had put it. "And for you, Sarah," I continue, my voice dropping into that calm, low register that usually settles the room. "No more performing. If you aren't feeling it, don't faked it. Authenticity is the only thing that's going to bridge this gap. We'll pick this up next Tuesday."They stand, shaking my hand with a tentative sense of hope that usually marks the end of a third session. I watch them leave, the heavy oak door clicking shut behind
Tempted By Dr. Dangerous 7. Date Night
ElenaThe smell of nutmeg and vanilla shouldn't be this loud at seven in the morning.I sit up in bed, the silk sheets rustling against my skin as I blink away the remnants of a dream involving grey eyes and charcoal suit. The house is usually silent until the coffee maker hisses. Today, the air is thick with the scent of French toast—the thick-cut brioche kind I used to crave before Marcus decided that refined carbs were the enemy. The chef must be here early, thank goodness.I throw on my robe, my bare feet silent on the cold mahogany floors as I make my way toward the kitchen. I expect to find the chef, but instead, I see Marcus. He isn’t in his suit yet. He’s in a pair of casual slacks and a crisp white button-down with the sleeves rolled up, standing over the stove with a spatula in his hand.The table is already set. Fresh strawberries, whipped cream, and the specific brand of organic maple syrup he usually scoffs at."Good morning, baby” he says, turning to flash me a smile th
Tempted By Dr. Dangerous 6. Cancelled
"Close the door, Elena."His voice is a low, vibrating command that settles deep in my marrow. I don't breathe as I reach back, my fingers trembling as they find the heavy oak handle. The click of the latch sounds like a gavel in the silence of the room. I stay turned toward the wood for a second too long, my forehead leaning against the cool surface.I turn around, my heart hammering against my ribs. I expect him to look at me the way he did at the bar with that raw, predatory hunger, but he is sitting back in his leather chair, his face a mask of professional granite."I... I know why you called me back," I start, the words rushing out of me in a frantic, hushed whisper. I keep my eyes on the door, terrified that Marcus is standing right on the other side, his ear pressed to the wood. "The night at the bar. Iron & Ink. I need you to know that it was a mistake. I was angry, I’d been drinking-“"Mrs Vance."He interrupts me without raising his voice, but the weight of it stops me mid-
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