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Caring for Her
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The Devil's Nurse The Madam
REINA’S POVAs soon as the door shut behind me, I leaned back against it, letting the cool wood press into my spine. A smile curled slowly onto my lips.God, I can’t wait.That look he gave me before I left?It screamed one thing and one thing only: “Go inside, get naked, kneel, and wait.”And I didn’t mind doing just that.Hell, I’d light candles and tie the damn ribbon around my own neck if that’s what he wanted.But first—brunch.I skipped, literally skipped, down the hallway toward the kitchen like a woman drunk on adrenaline and lust. The halls smelled faintly of cassia bark and cedar—his scent, even soaked into the walls—and it only made the ache worse.It was early afternoon. I didn’t know how long the meeting would last, but I had a feeling those two men who dared flirt with me were going to leave with either broken jaws, cracked ribs, or both.Honestly? They brought it on themselves.As I pushed the kitchen doors open, warm light and the scent of roasted herbs wrapped around
The Devil's Nurse My Devil
REINA’S POVIt’s been a week.Seven days since I woke up better, stitched, and delirious in the silk-drenched tomb that is Cassian Morelli’s bedroom. Seven days since he looked at me like I was glass, and started treating me like something priceless… something his.And God help me… I liked it.No. I craved it.Every hour since then, I’ve been wrapped in his care like I’m some fragile doll he’s terrified to break again. His men and workers look at me differently now. The maids speak softer around me. Lucas, oddly, bows his head when I pass.But him? Cassian?He carries me like an egg. Like I might shatter if the wind blows too hard. He tucks the blanket around me himself. He checks the temperature of my tea. He orders my meals. Rubs his thumb over my wrist absently, like memorizing the pulse beneath my skin is part of some holy ritual.He doesn’t touch me the way he used to.Not roughly. Not hungrily. Not at all.He hasn’t kissed me since the night he found me.And somehow… that’s what
The Devil's Nurse Caring for Her
CASSIAN’S POVI don’t know why.But I never left her side when we got home.Not when the maids were cleaning her up. Not when the doctor came to examine her. And certainly not when we were alone.She lay on the silk sheets like a shattered thing—beautiful still, but broken. Her body trembled beneath the warmth of the blankets, and her fingers, pale and cold, were clamped so tightly into mine I could see the outline of her knuckles in her skin. Even in sleep, she didn’t let go.Cute.Sweet.But I don’t do any of those.Yet I let her.I let her fingers curl into mine like they belonged there.The doctor had arrived ten minutes after we pulled in—bribed, blackmailed, and dragged through every inch of hell Lucas could put him through in record time. Now, he stood at the edge of the bed, gloves bloody, face tight with concern.I clenched my jaw, the vein in my neck pulsing with every word that came out of his mouth.“She’s suffered multiple contusions along her ribcage. At least two ribs o
The Devil's Nurse Where She Belongs
CASSIAN’S POVEarlier:The room was quiet. Too quiet.I sat in my chair by the window, overlooking the front lawn of the estate. From here, I could see the entire stretch of asphalt winding through the iron gates. The sky had already darkened, storm clouds pooling like bruises above the treetops. One hand rested on the armrest, the other clutched my phone, knuckles taut and pale.The plan was simple.Vasili’s men were supposed to retrieve her. Quick, clean, no blood. They’d told me they were trailing the right route. Told me they had eyes. They had time. They had a damn window.So where the fuck were they?It was already past the deadline Vasili gave me. The minutes ticked by like a curse.No van.No Reina.No peace.The food I asked them to prepare for her, sat untouched, growing colder with every tick of the clock—just like the fire draining from my restraint.I was about to dial Vasili myself, already imagining all the ways I would torment him if he gave me anything other than a cl
The Devil's Nurse I’ll Rather Be His Prisoner
REINA’S POVRoman yanked me from the chair like I weighed nothing, his grip bruising as he pulled me toward the hallway. I stumbled, feet scraping the floor, the cold air biting into my skin. The interrogation room door swung open with a dull thud, and then we were out—me half-dragged, half-shoved into the fluorescent-lit corridor of the precinct.Every officer we passed turned to look.They didn’t say anything.Not one word.Their gazes skimmed over me, over the oversized jacket, my trembling body, my wrists raw from the pressure of his grip. I caught one female officer watching closely. Her lips parted like she might say something. But then Roman barked a laugh.“She’s fine!” he called out, voice chipper, like this was a damn joke. “You know how you women get when y’all don’t want to go home. She’s just a little… disturbed. Emotional wreck lately. But I’m not holding her against her will. She’s my wife.”My wife.Like a curse. Like a collar.My stomach twisted, my eyes desperately
The Devil's Nurse Their Pawn
Reina’s POVOfficer Rodney hadn’t moved.His hand was still on the edge of the interrogation table, knuckles white against the wood. His smile was gone. The smirk. The mockery. Everything he wore like a mask.Gone.He just stared at me.“You were supposed to report every 72 hours,” he said slowly. “Where the hell have you been? Why haven’t you been replying to my messages?”And that—that—was the moment the world tipped sideways.My breath hitched. My blood turned to ice.I took a shaky step back from the table, my mind reeling. “Officer Rodney… I—”“Did you forget that you’re a spy? Why did you stop reporting?” he interrupted, voice clipped. “Because of your stupidity, I started getting calls from the higher ups, asking when we are raiding Morelli’s circle. What the fuck have you been doing?”My throat tightened.Spy.God. It sounded so hollow now. Like I wasn’t even a person—just a tool in a case file. A disposable chess piece on his board.He ran a hand through his hair and started
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