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1. THE BIG BREAK

“Davis, I think we should take a break.”Elena did not choose her office because it was romantic. But he had dropped by and it was the perfect opportunity to make such an announcement since they rarely saw much of each other these days. Her words landed gently, yet they cracked something loud and ugly inside him.“A break?” he repeated, lips curling into a humorless smile. “Is that what people say now when they’re tired of pretending?”Elena flinched. “That’s not fair.”“Then explain it to me fairly,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “Our engagement ceremony is just around the corner, Elena. In a bit. And now you want a break?”She inhaled deeply, as if she had rehearsed this moment a hundred times and still feared she would forget her lines. “I’m starting my residency soon. Medicine isn’t… it isn’t something you do halfway. I need focus. I need space.”“Space from me?” His voice sharpened. “Or space from being my fiancée?”Her silence answered him too quickly.Davis laughed under

2. FINDING A DATE

By the time Davis got to work, the ache from the morning had hardened into something sharp and reckless.It was the kind of ache he recognized too well. It settled into him the way neglect always had, carving out a familiar hollow in his chest. He had learned long ago that when something hurt and refused to leave, the best way to survive it was to dress well, smile wider, and keep moving.The glass walls of the Dylan Corps tower reflected the man he had learned to be—tailored suit, unbothered stride, charming smile that came easily even when his heart felt anything but. What it did not show was the boy who had once waited by the window for a father who never came home, or the teenager who learned that silence from a parent could echo louder than shouting.People greeted him as he walked past, many with admiration. Davis responded effortlessly, the way he always did. A nod here. A brief smile there. A joke tossed lightly over his shoulder. He made it look easy because it was easy. Atte

3. ELEVATOR ROMANCE

Chelsea’s heart was still racing when the elevator doors finally slid shut. Her cheeks were flushing red.Not because she had almost missed it—but because of him.She clutched the pink lunch bag closer to her chest, willing her breathing to slow. This was supposed to be quick. Drop off lunch. Kiss her father on the cheek. Run back to the clinic before her supervisor noticed her absence. Nothing more.Her father’s lunch had nearly fallen. Her life plans almost followed.“I’m so sorry,” she said, finally finding her voice. “Thank you for stopping the elevator for me.”Davis studied her, intrigued. Despite her rushed state, she was… adorable. No makeup, flustered, curls tugged into a too-tight ponytail, and eyes the color of warm honey. She stood barely at his shoulder. Small. Soft. Innocent.And dangerously cute.Davis looked down at her, eyes unreadable, mouth curved into something dangerously close to a smile. Up close, he was… distracting. Clean-cut. Confident. Too polished for the p

4. HOPE AND DISMAY

Chelsea bolted in through the glass doors of the clinic panting breathlessly. The clinic buzzed with controlled chaos—rolling carts, murmured diagnoses, sharp footsteps echoing down white corridors that smelled faintly of antiseptic and burnt coffee. It was nothing like the small facility she had trained in. Everything here moved faster, expected more, demanded precision.Smoothing down her scrubs, she followed the elegant woman walking briskly ahead of her.“Welcome to Still Waters,” Elena, the doctor -in- charge said with a warm smile curving her lips. “You are late though.”“I am so sorry," Chelsea wheezed. “I had to stop by at the hospital to check on my mum, deliver lunch to my dad at work and wait at the bus station to catch the next bus. It took an hour.”Immediately concern filled Elena's eyes. “I am so sorry." She smiled again. “But don't worry, you will soon get settled in New York. How is your mum, by the way?”“Thankfully she hasn't worsened.”“I wish her a speedy recover

5. A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL

The words hit like a slap. “What?” Chelsea stepped closer. “Why?” “There was an environmental issue on one of the floors,” he said quietly. “They said I was responsible.” “But you weren’t,” she protested immediately. “You’ve been saying for weeks that the equipment was faulty.” “I know,” he said, voice cracking. “But I couldn’t prove it.” “It means we won't be able to get the insurance request. We won't be able to save mum.” Tears welled up in Chelsea's eyes. Silence filled the room, thick and suffocating. “They said,” he continued, swallowing hard, “that if I can bring a guarantor—someone who will vouch for my character and assure them it won’t happen again—they might reconsider. Otherwise… that’s it.” Chelsea’s mind raced. A guarantor. Someone powerful. Someone respected. Someone they didn’t have. Her legs felt weak. Without his job, the surgery—everything—would fall apart. All the hope she had carefully gathered would collapse like a house of cards. “I’ll do i

6. DINING WITH DIGNITARIES

As they settled into the luxurious seats, Chelsea realized that Davis wasn't with them. "Is… Davis coming later?" she asked Amber, trying to hide her disappointment."He's meeting you at the event," Amber replied, smiling. "But first, we're going to get you ready for the night. You're going to look stunning, I promise."The car pulled away smoothly leaving the curious stares behind.The car drove them to a posh salon, and the next few hours felt unreal.Chelsea was ushered into a luxury spa. Here, Chelsea was to be pampered with a princess skincare treatment and styled to perfection. Her scrubs were replaced with a silk robe. Skilled hands worked over her skin, her hair, her nails. Everything was soothed, polished, reimagined. She felt like royalty as the stylists worked their magic, and when they finished, she barely recognized the woman staring back at her in the mirror.The dress Amber had chosen for her was a stunning red gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. Chels

7. UNSPOKEN TERMS

The party ended the way all things did for Davis—too slowly for his liking.By the time the last applause faded and the final copy of Fire was signed, Davis’s smile had tightened into something practiced and hollow. He stood beside Chelsea as flashes popped and congratulations poured in, nodding, shaking hands, congratulating his cousin like the dutiful relative everyone expected him to be.But boredom clung to him like a second skin.When the final photograph was taken and the crowd began to thin, Davis adjusted his cufflinks and glanced at his watch for what felt like the hundredth time.“We will be leaving now,” he announced coolly. “I have things to attend to tomorrow, and I can’t afford a hangover.”Alex smiled, unbothered. “Well, that’s a shame. I would have loved both of you to stay a little longer.” His gaze lingered briefly on Chelsea, curious and warm.Chelsea returned a tight smile beside Davis. She, too, wished she could stay—long enough to hear Alex speak more about his p

8. BOY ISSUE?

Elena’s voice cut through Chelsea’s thoughts like a soft knock on glass. “Chelsea?” She looked up, startled, realizing she had been stirring the same spoon through her soup for far too long. Lunch had come and almost gone, and she had barely tasted a thing. Elena studied her with gentle concern. “You’ve been quiet today. Is everything alright?” Chelsea straightened slightly. “Yes. I mean—yes, everything’s fine.” Elena didn’t look convinced. She glanced toward the corridor leading to the ward. “Is everything okay with Robert?” Chelsea’s lips curved into a small, genuine smile despite herself. “Oh. Yes. He’s… actually doing better. He even shared his snacks with me today.” Elena’s face lit up. “He did?” Chelsea nodded. “Cookies. He pretended he didn’t care, but he offered them anyway.” Elena laughed softly, pleased. “That’s huge. Robert rarely shares anything with anyone. He must really like you.” Chelsea felt a flicker of pride warm her chest. “We’re making progres

9. GET YOUR SEXY ON

“Boss, someone is here to see you.”Amber’s voice cut through the heavy silence in Davis’s office.He leaned back in his swivel chair, loosening his tie as he exhaled slowly. The meeting with Chief Fergus Oldstone had drained what little patience he had left for the day.“You know I just finished with Fergus,” Davis said tiredly. “Can’t it wait?”“It could have,” Amber replied, her tone polite but pointed, “if we hadn’t granted a special visitor’s pass.”Davis straightened slightly.Only two people had access like that.His mother—Queen Dylan—was currently out of town.That left only one other possibility.A slow smile tugged at his lips before he could stop it.Chelsea.Despite the endless meetings, the emails, the pressure stacking on his shoulders, she had refused to leave his thoughts. Her angry face from that night—flushed, trembling, beautiful—had haunted him in the quiet moments between work. The way her lips had parted when she spoke. The way she had looked at him like she hat

10. IN HEIGHTS OF PASSION

“Amber, cancel the rest of my meetings for today. I have...important things to attend to," Davis selected his words over the phone. “I'll be leaving.”An affirmative “Noted, sir” from Amber was satisfactory enough for him to hang up. “I'm sorry if I am causing any inconvenience. If you want...”“I'm not sorry,” Davis scoffed cutting Chelsea short. He closed the space between them. Chelsea held her breath as his knuckles gently brushed a wisp of hair off her cheek. “We should get going,” he mummured.One hand rested firmly on Chelsea’s thigh while the other held the steering wheel steady, Davis driving as fast as the speed limit would allow.The road stretched endlessly ahead, smooth and quiet, but Chelsea felt as though she were tumbling headfirst toward something she could no longer stop. Her heart pounded violently in her chest, each beat echoing louder than the last.This man wanted her.And all that stood between him and pinning her beneath his weight was the short distance betwe

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