All Chapters of OUR MOON HAS STRINGS: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

As if her internal struggles weren’t enough, word got out about her little incident at the hospital. She had no idea just how big the Woods were until her face appeared on TV screens, accompanied by accusations she hadn’t even imagined. “Doctor sued for malpractice” was the most lenient headline among the bunch. Some bloggers straight up called her a murderer, and there was little she could do to defend herself when there was no real news about Ryan. The hospital denied giving out the story, claiming it would have done more harm to them than to one replaceable doctor.Margret often passed by after work to keep her company.“Your mum is worried. You should call her,” she told Valery. “That’s odd – there’s always a new face in this house whenever I visit.” Margret peered around from time to time as they sat in the main living room.“It’s Derrick. Says I shouldn’t lift a finger in his house.”“Aww, how sweet.” Margret’s mouth spread into a thin grin. But when Valery sighed, she leaned in

Valery finally managed to get Ryan in the tub. She got the hoodie off, but her eyes were a little evasive.“Excuse me, but I… have to take these off as well,” she said, fingers hesitating at his waistband. She glanced at Ryan for some kind of approval. She could almost swear that frail face gave off a smirk."Go on, Doc. No need to be afraid of a gun that hasn't fired in years," he murmured.‘Ah, right, the drugs have such side effects. Then it should be fine.’ Valery exhaled, hiding her nerves with the most professional look. She gradually succeeded in getting him naked. Her heart seemed to stop for a moment as she processed that fact.She picked up the wet towel, starting with his hands. Peeking down, she noticed no catheter tube. Relief mixed with worry.“Did you yank the urine tube out?” She looked up at him sharply. Again, there was that sly grin.“You’re not allowed to hurt yourself like this. How are you still so careless!” Valery scolded him for what felt like forever.Ryan ju

Derrick poured himself another shot of whiskey, downing it with one quick toss. He was naked, panting, staring at the bed where his masterpiece lay. 'I should have done this sooner', he thought, wiping sweat from his brow.His hand moved to the side table, fingers brushing against the cool leather of his belt. Slowly, he picked it up and returned to the bed. Issabel lay there. Bruises bloomed along her arms and chest, bright against her caramel skin.Derrick grabbed her by the hair, lifting her head just enough to see her face.“You did not lie,” he said, his voice slurred yet sharp with cruelty. “I’m really enjoying myself.”“Leo… it’s not supposed to… hurt this much,” she whimpered. This wasn't what she meant by trying something new.“It hurts?” Derrick tilted his head, feigning remorse. “Don’t worry, Violet. Your reward will be great. I’m already swelling down there again. Can we go for another round?” “No…” she croaked, turning her head away. What should have been mere hours of f

Valery removed the wrap from his arm, careful not to tug at his skin. She glanced at the screen and read aloud, “Blood pressure’s stable at 118/76… oxygen normal, pulse steady.” She smiled softly. “You’re not having any reactions either, so for now, I’d say we’re good.”She packed the machine neatly back into its box and glanced at him. “Wanna take a shower and then go to bed?”Ryan’s lips curved into a smirk. “Are you going to bathe me like the last time?”“You could barely move the last time,” she shot back, raising a brow at him.But before she could roll her eyes properly, Ryan suddenly hissed, clutching his head with a wince of pain.“Hey, what’s wrong? Is it your head?” Valery switched from sarcastic doctor to full-blown panic in a single breath, her hands hovering near his temples.“It’s… it’s…” Ryan’s breathing quickened, and he leaned heavily into the couch cushions, eyes fluttering shut as though losing consciousness.“I don’t get it; your vitals were fine just a minute ago.

Valery could barely keep track of how many times her body shuddered with ecstasy. They didn’t even make it fully onto the bed before Derrick had her pinned against the mattress; her legs wrapped around his waist as he drove into her with relentless force. Every thrust sent shocks through her, her moans spilling out like a broken song. His teeth grazed her collarbone before biting down, his hands gripping her thighs so tightly she felt the sting in her bones.“God, you feel so fucking good,” he growled into her ear, each word dripping with lust. He slammed deeper, harder, setting her entire body alight. She could feel him pulsing inside her, his cock filling her completely as her walls clenched around him in desperate, frantic waves of pleasure.His hands slid up her chest, squeezing her breasts before wrapping firmly around her throat, pressing just enough to make her gasp. “Don’t you dare leave me,” he rasped, tightening slightly, eyes wild with possessive hunger.Valery was in a tra