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“Black tie,” the invitation read. “No excuses. Wine tasting to benefit Reed Foundation medical scholarships.” And at the bottom, scrawled in suspiciously childlike cursive: Bring someone pretty. Like Mr. Ramos.Ava stared at the card Pearl had slipped under her espresso cup that morning. Her eyes narrowed, lips twitching into a grimace as she read the note for the third time. The handwriting was unmistakably Pearl’s attempt at whimsical deception.Selena, lounging across the kitchen island in a silk robe, chuckled behind her coffee mug. “She’s getting subtle,” she said, eyes sparkling over the rim.“This isn’t subtle. This is entrapment,” Ava muttered, flipping the card over as if expecting more nonsense on the back. There wasn’t. Just a faint coffee ring and the residue of mischief.—By 7 p.m., the Reed estate had transformed into a scene plucked straight from the kind of magazine no one actually reads but everyone flips through at the hair salon. String lights twisted like gol

“Get a chest CT and page me if the culture markers shift,” Ava said crisply, heels clicking against the polished marble floors.“Yes, Dr. Reed,” the resident beside her nodded, flipping through the patient’s chart to keep up.“And make sure family services check in with Room 614. The mother looked ready to collapse this morning,” she added as they passed the nurses' station.She entered a room and quickly examined the patient in there. “Monitor vitals every hour,” she instructed. “If her fever spikes again, we’ll reassess antibiotics. No improvisation.”“Yes, Dr. Reed.”She turned down the corridor leading to paediatrics when a familiar voice stepped beside her.“Lunch?” Alex asked, holding up a paper bag like a peace offering.Ava blinked. “You’re either persistent or starving.”He shrugged. “Can’t it be both?”She eyed the bag suspiciously. “Let me guess. Dumplings?”“You got that right. I even remembered the mint tea this time.”She finally stopped at the end of the hall, one brow

Alex arrived home just before sunrise. The apartment was peaceful and quiet.He tossed his jacket on the couch, stripped off his bloodied shirt, and headed straight to the bathroom.The bullet graze on his shoulder stung, but it wasn’t deep. He sterilised a needle, poured antiseptic into a bowl, and stitched the wound himself, pausing only to grit his teeth when the pain kicked in.Once done, he took a shower and came back to the living room. He picked up the shirt he had tossed aside and felt around in the collar. There it was, a tiny microphone, almost easy to overlook, but still functional. He settled down on the floor, opened his laptop, plugged in the microphone, and began pulling the audio.The recording wasn’t long, but it was very clear. He quickly scanned through it until he found the section he needed. “You’ll live,” he heard her say. He paused the playback, then rewound it.“Who are you?” His recorded voice came from the laptop’s speaker. “I’m the one keeping you alive,

"Say it, baby," Alex growled, his eyes locked onto hers. "Tell me what you want.""I want you, Alex. Just fuck me already.”‘There,’ Ava said in her mind. ‘I said it.’She had no intention of waiting any longer. She wanted this, and she couldn't wait any longer.Alex, on the other hand, appeared to enjoy her pleas, as a broader and more intense smirk spread across his face while he shook his head.“My lady, don't be in a hurry. Let me… “ Alex paused in his speech as a sharp gasp, followed by a deep moan, escaped Ava, filling the room. Alex wasn't shocked at this, as he had used his fingers while he spoke to shift her panties to the side, inserting two fingers into her hot, wet cave.Her body shuddered beyond what words could describe; everything felt good, so good, and she wanted more."Fuck, Alex, that feels amazing," she moaned, her hips bucking against his hand."I know, baby. Just relax and let me take care of you," he murmured, his fingers working their magic inside her.Instinc

Ava let out a guttural scream, her eyes flying open in shock as Alex’s thick cock breached her entrance, stretching her with an intensity that made her back arch involuntarily. Her voice sounded cracked, raw, and uninhibited; her entire body trembled from the sheer force of what she was feeling.Alex silenced her desperate cry by pressing his mouth against hers, swallowing her moans as her nails dug into his shoulders, clinging to him like he was her only anchor in a storm of overwhelming pleasure.“Ooohhh… ahhh… ~ Oh fuckk…!” she gasped against his lips, her voice quivering. Her legs twitched as her body adjusted to his size, her chest rising and falling in sharp, uneven breaths. “Oh my fucking goodness…”He kissed her cheek gently, a stark contrast to the wild way he moved inside her. Slowly, he pulled back, his cock slipping halfway out of her tight, slippery warmth. Her fluids coated his shaft and pooled onto the sheets beneath them, soaking the linen with enough proof of her a