LOGINWARNING ️: this book may contain steamy and sexual content Which is strictly not for kids under 18. "Nathaan....." I screamed as I felt his huge cap at the entrance of my womanhood. Hello didn't give a damn about me as he pressed deeper into my wet pussy. My v walls pulsated around the root of his big cock while he kept pushing inside of me. " Pleaseeee Nathan, you're hard on meeeee" I managed to speak out trying to pull his hips away from mine, rather he retracted his hip and thrusted it dick fully, deeper, stretching me wider enough to accommodate his position. Nathan is a young, handsome, famous musician who lives happily single not until he was diagnosed with a terminal illness that made him bury his life in alcohol and sex. He believes that women are created for sex only and love comes with money. Not until he met a nurse, Eva meadows who isn't moved by his wealth or fame or even his physical looks but all she wishes for is to find true love, not the kind she had with Henry— her boyfriend. Now Eva works as Nathan's personal nurse, what neither of them expects is to fall in love. Not the kind that saves you—but the kind that changes you. He taught her how to feel. She taught him how to live. Now, as time slips away, they must face one impossible truth: Can you really learn to live… when you’re running out of time to love?
View MoreThe shower’s steam clung to my skin long after the water stopped. It fogged the mirror, hid my reflection, and for a few merciful minutes, it hid me from myself. My fingers trembled as I wiped a clear circle on the mirror opposite to me. I saw a clear reflection of myself with my hair damp and water dripping on my shoulders.My face appeared flushed, wide-eyed and for seconds I admired my lips.Then I recalled i wasn't in my bathroom but in Nathan's bathroom, that moment struck me a little.I hurriedly dry my hair with my towel and wore my cloth back. A dress that wasn't meant to be called a cloth cause it doesn't cover one's body. I stood at the mirror again adjusting the cloth and I became shy of the thought that came to my head.' how am I gonna stand like this again in front of him, oh Jess'.I had to remind myself again that I'm a nurse and He’s my patient. I have a boyfriend, Henry.Henry who brought me daisies last Tuesday.Always trying to check up on me and I wondered how
EVA POVI stood in the center of my dark bathroom, the silence throbbing in my ears. No water. No way to wash away the evidence of my embarrassment. For a long minute, I just breathed, staring at the dry faucet as if my will alone could make it work.Panic was a cold hand around my throat, but I forced it down, trying to stay calm.Think, Eva. Think....My eyes landed on the pack of bottled water by the mini fridge in the corner, the one Maria kept stocked for late-night hydration. Six small bottles. It would have to do.I moved quickly, quietly, locking the bedroom door before stripping off my stained scrubs. The fabric clung unpleasantly, and I avoided looking at it directly, bundling it into a tight ball before stuffing it into the bottom of my laundry bag. In the dim light from the hallway slipping under the door, I could see enough to clean myself—a clumsy, inefficient process, but it was all I had.The water was cool, shocking against my skin. I used one bottle to rinse my butt,
Luna found me in the library.It was past ten, the house quiet in that hollow way that made every sound feel like a confession. I’d been sitting in the armchair by the window, a medical journal open but unread in my lap, just staring out at the dark garden. I heard her before I saw her the click of heels on hardwood, slow and deliberate.“Still working, Nurse Eva?” Her voice was sugar-sweet, the kind that coats a blade.I looked up. She stood in the doorway, dressed in a silk slip dress the colour of red wine, her hair falling in perfect waves. She looked like she belonged in the mansion’s oil paintings, all curated beauty and cold elegance.“Just reading,” I said, closing the journal.She stepped into the room, her eyes scanning the shelves as if she were taking inventory of what was hers. “Nathan used to love this room. Did he tell you that?”“No.”“He’d play the piano in here for hours. Sometimes I’d sit on that couch and just watch him.” She trailed a finger along the spine of a l
EVA POV The morning light came in soft through the tall kitchen windows, laying pale gold stripes across the marble countertops. I was measuring Nathan’s medication into the small weekly organizer when Maria walked in, her eyes wider than usual.“He’s up,” she said, voice low as if sharing a secret. “And he’s in the dining room. Asked for breakfast to be served there. For everyone.”I paused, a capsule pinched between my fingers. “Everyone?” I turned looking at her in surprise as my eyes wideneds “You, me, Luna… even offered to call in James and Theo from the garden.” She shook her head, a faint smile touching her lips. “Said, ‘If we’re all living here, we might as well eat like we mean it ”That didn’t sound like Nathan at all. The Nathan I knew took his meals alone, if he took them at all. More often, he’d grab something on the way to the studio or skip entirely. A shared breakfast felt strangely… domestic. And dangerously inviting.“I have his meds ready,” I said, avoiding Maria’






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