All Chapters of My OB-GYN My Undoing : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

56 Chapters

The Line Between

Elias stood ten feet away, with his phone in his hand and his face unreadable.“Tracking app,” he said evenly. “You turned it off last night. I had to turn it back on.”His calm scared me more than shouting would have. For a second, I wished the ground would just open up and swallow me whole.The air between us felt uncomfortable. I felt goosebumps, as I tried to stay calm.Alaric moved beside me, quietly but protective, his body angled just enough to block me from view.“Elias,” I said quietly, my throat dry. “Please don’t.”He raised his hand, shutting me up. “Don’t. Just don’t.”His eyes were on mine, not just staring at me but unraveling me, from the inside out.“You lied. Again.”The pendant around my neck suddenly felt heavier, like it was choking the life out of me. I touched it without thinking.It was just a need within me to touch or hold onto something that was still mine, to keep me steady.“We need space,” I managed, barely above a whisper.“Space?” His mouth curved wick

Bench Confessions

We walked fast and silently to the park, with Alaric by my side. The fountain sprayed in the sunlight, sharp and cold. Every drop felt like a reminder.“Sit,” he said, his voice rough. He pressed a folded handkerchief to my neck, a soft linen.I caught the tiny initials stitched in one corner: A.S. He guided me to the bench, careful, and steady, like I might fall apart if he wasn’t holding me up.Blood dotted the white handkerchief. I let out a shaky laugh.“You actually carry handkerchiefs?”He gave a small, tired smile. “Old habit.” Then he crouched down, his eyes meeting mine. “Let me see.” His thumb grazed the smear of blood at my collarbone. “You will scar,” he said softly.“Adds character,” I tried to joke, but it fell flat.A ghost of a smile tugged at his mouth, but didn’t reach his eyes, they kept searching the crowd, restless and haunted.“You need to leave him.”“I can’t.”“You can,” he said, firmer this time. “Before it’s too late.”The word lingered between us, it fel

Watched Eyes

The live feed displayed on my phone, me standing in the kitchen, frozen with my wide eyes staring back at the tiny black lens above the fridge. The words glowing in my phone;Smile, sweetheart. You are on camera.My hand was shaking so badly that even the screen of my phone was blurry in my eyes.This is Elias's kind of trick.I turned around with full force, which made the tote hit the counter with a dull thud. There was a shadow in the living room.And then the shadow moved to the doorway, It was Elias. He stood in the doorway with his hands crossed, the apron which he wore during dinner was still on him.He had that same smile, that gentle, soft fake smile, that looks sweet and tender. “Couldn’t sleep?” he asked, his voice soft enough that it almost sounded like concern.“You’re watching me,” I said, my voice hard. “In my own home.”“Our home,” he corrected, stepping closer to me, his steps were measured and unhurried. “It’s a safety cam. I installed it after the accident. You’ve

Hospital Shadows

I woke late, the apartment was quiet except for the hum of Mariel’s fridge. The bruise had darkened overnight, its violet and ugly, blooming up my wrist like some sort of ugly tribal mark. I stood in front of her bathroom mirror, the ice long melted, and just stared at my wrist. It didn’t look like my skin anymore.By the time I exhaled, I had already booked the appointment under a fake name, W. Daniels, by 2 p.m., for a routine follow-up. No Elias. No questions.Mariel had already left for work. I left a note on the counter: Errands. Back by five. My handwriting shook, but I didn’t bother to fix it.The subway was packed by the time I got there, but I barely felt the crowd. With my Hoodie up and my head down. Every screech of the rails sounded like the beating of my heart.St. Lucia Hospital rose ahead, tall and gray, beautiful and breathtaking just like it was when I came here the last time. Inside, the air smelled of disinfectant and old fear, with people and nurses walking up

Heated Night

That evening, when Mariel got back from work, the apartment felt almost normal again. We made pasta, sat cross-legged on the couch, and talked about everything, from her impossible boss, the new intern who couldn’t file reports. It was the tiny victories that made the day bearable. For a while, it was easy to forget the rest. And easy to laugh.But when I stood to leave, Mariel moved before I reached the door and blocked it with her arms folded across her chest and her eyes sharp.“You are leaving again?” She asked.“It’s a client dinner,” I lied, arranging the hem of my dress. It's black silk, and simple, trying too hard to look like control. No pendant, no trace of him.Mariel’s eyes moved to my wrist. The bruise had faded to yellow and violet, but it still sting if I hurt it. I drew my sleeve down, and adjusted myself.“You’re safe here,” she said quietly. “You don’t have to go back out there.”“I just need… something normal,” I said, forcing a smile that didn’t reach my eyes.

Heated Night Pt. 2

He flipped me on my stomach with a growl that sent shivers down my spine. My cheek was pressed on the soft pillow, with the bed sheets tangled around us.His strong hands held my hips, spreading my thighs wide. I felt exposed and vulnerable, and achingly ready.His cock nudged at my entrance, thick, and hard before he entered me from behind in one slow, sweet thrust.He filled me completely, stretching me to the blink of pain and pleasure, his body heat matching mine too.I moaned into the pillow, the sound muffled, as he began to thrust deep inside me.Each stroke hitting that sweet perfect spot inside me.One of his hands was fisted on my hair, pulling my head back just enough to arch my spine.While his other hand is snaked around to rub my clit in tight teasing circles.The angle was good, and every stroke sending sparks through my core.“You feel so fucking good,” he murmured, his voice deep and rough.I pushed back against him, meeting his rhythm, my walls were clenching greed

The Ex wife’s Shadow

Morning sun sneaked in through the curtains, pale and bright. I lay comfortably on Alaric, his arms wrapped around me. My body still felt warm, sensitive, a little shaky from last night, the shower, the rug, the way he had slowed down and held my face when he said my name, the heated sex.It just felt real. And that scared me more than anything.“I have to go,” I whispered, even though I didn’t move, I still laid comfortably on his chest.He held my wrist gently, his thumb brushing the bruise there, and then he pressed a slow kiss to it. His mouth stayed for a second too long, like he didn’t want to let go.“Mariel’s waiting,” I said quietly. “Text me when you get there. When you are safe.”And something in my chest blossomed, because he meant it.I lazily stood up from his chest, brushed my teeth with the spare brush in the bathroom, washed my face then got dressed.All this while, he sat down watching me.At the side door, he pressed a new key into my hand, a small, brass, unmarke

Jealousy’s Grip

At 8:03 a.m., the rumor showed up in my inbox, a company-wide BCC titled “Integrity in Leadership – A Reminder.” The second I saw it, my heart dropped.Under all the usual HR fluff was one line that hit harder than the rest:“Recent reports of unprofessional conduct involving a senior strategist and external medical personnel have been brought to our attention.”My name wasn’t in the email. It didn’t have to be. But I knew it’s me that the rumour was talking about.By 8:17, the Slack channel had already erupted.Did you see the email?Guess who’s been playing doctor?Hope she kept the receipts.I stared at my screen, the coffee I took moments ago curdling in my stomach. Elias. Only he could turn the board’s gossip into a weapon this fast.This Elias is just a weapon fashioned against me. It hasn't been up to forty eight hours since I received a phone call from Alaric's ex wife.Now this scandal. Can my day get any worse?At 9:00 sharp, my boss, Lauren, appeared at my cubicle with that

Cabin Escape Part 1

The fire had burned down to a nest of embers, turning into crimson and gold, it was the only light left in the room. It made our skin warm, I could see Alaric shadow as he pressed me to the cabin door.His lips traced the pulse on my throat, my lips parted. His tongue traced my neck, biting it and giving me hickey.He kissed me slowly, each kiss felt like forgiveness for everything the day had tried to take from us.We didn’t speak. We didn’t even need to at all. My hoodie slipped from my shoulders; his shirt followed, buttons scattering like tiny sparks. My back met the cool wood of the door and then his hands were everywhere, his calloused palms skating up under my ribs, his thumbs brushing the undersides of my breasts until I whimpered.His jeans were removed, and kicked out without any care, all our clothes were off until there was nothing left but skin and firelight.And the low hungry sounds he made when he saw me bare for him.He lifted me as if I didn't have any single weig

Cabin Escape Part 2

Afterward, he looked for the nearest blanket and pulled it over us, he made sure that I was well covered.The firelight flickered across his chest, turning his skin a warm, molten gold.He hesitated, just enough for me to feel the shift in the air, then said, very softly,“There’s something you need to know.”“Elias didn’t just leak rumors,” Alaric said, his eyes were fixed on the fire like he couldn’t bring himself to look at me yet. “He stole patient data, years of records, he moved timestamps, and fabricated complaints. Enough to end my career if the board believes it and decides to look into the matter.”I pushed myself up to balance one elbow, the blanket slipping down my shoulder. “Why?”“It's because I have you,” he answered as he drew lines on my back. He was doing it in a way that made me calm.“And because Helena taught him how to destroy anything he can’t control.”I felt my throat dry, but I forced myself to look him straight in the eyes.“We need to stop him.”He nodded

1 2 3 4 5 6

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP