All Chapters of Temptation's Playground : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

CHAPTER 1Fuck! I never realized criminals could be this… hot. I thought criminals are meant to be ugly, less attractive and disgusting but Jax… he’s different. Every move, every glance, every word drags me in without even trying. When last did I see a handsome guy that got my pants wet with just a glare. Get a grip Esmeralda!They brought him in on a rainy Tuesday handcuffed. He was silent, too calm for someone with three charges of assault. He was the most dangerous criminal in Italy if I’m not mistaken. The bullpen buzzed like static, but he walked through it as if he owned the room. I’d seen criminals with bravado before, but this was different.His file said “dangerous,” yet the moment he lifted his head, I noticed the sharp lines of his face. A handsome criminal? Well,you don't see that everyday. When his gaze found mine, it didn’t flinch. It lingered. It measured me. As though I were the one under interrogation. I reminded myself to breathe… and not to melt. Despite the bruise

CHAPTER 3I told myself it was for the promotion. I told myself a hundred times on the walk down that hallway: Get the names, get the shield, get out. But the second the cell door clanged shut behind me, every lie turned to ash on my tongue.Jax was already watching the door like he’d been counting my heartbeats from the other side. Shirt gone. Cuffs still on, but the chain between his wrists was long enough now someone had loosened it. Dangerous mercy. His chest rose and fell slow, inked skin gleaming under the single bulb, eyes black with hunger.“Tell me you’re not here to play good cop today,” he said, voice low and rough, like he’d spent the night growling my name in the dark.I couldn’t speak. My throat was too tight, my panties already ruined.He took one step. Then another. Until the heat of his bare skin licked across the front of my uniform.“Say it, Esmeralda,” he murmured, tilting my chin up with two fingers. “Say why you’re really here.”My lips parted. Nothing came o

CHAPTER 1 Valentina didn’t look up when Dr. Rafael Voss walked into the ward.She didn’t need to.She could feel him the way you feel a storm before it breaks, air shifting, pressure tightening, every instinct bracing for impact. His presence always did that. Loud without being noisy. Arrogant without apology. The faint scent of his cologne, something expensive, cedar and smoke cut through the sterile hospital , announcing him before his polished shoes even hit the hospital floor.He moved with that effortless authority that made lesser men shrink and women glance twice. Broad shoulders filled out the tailored navy scrubs perfectly, the fabric stretching just enough over his chest and arms to remind everyone that beneath the surgeon’s precision lay a body honed by discipline, early mornings in the gym, long runs along the river, the kind of physical control that translated directly into the steady hands that cracked open rib cages for a living.Valentina hated that she noticed. Hated