All Chapters of The Actor's Contract: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Damion’s body bows off the bed in a violent arc, muscles snapping like cords pulled too tight. His arms flail, legs thrash, the sheets twisting around him like they’re trying to strangle him back into stillness. I don’t think I should be seeing this. My stomach lurches, and my hands curl into useles

Date = 22 April Hours of dread. And sex.Place = San Francisco (UCSF Medical Center) Another place I’m starting to hate. Except for the on-call room.POV – EnriqueDoc Barney swivels toward me. “Your turn, son.” His hand is already outstretched for another syringe.“Hell no!” My voice cracks somew

He jerks his chin downward.I follow his gaze.Fuck. My dick is still stiff as a flagpole.“Is there another option … anything else?” My voice is thin, nervous, as I’m negotiating with myself. I’m torn between a needle pushed in there and living with a droopy dick. Neither choice is winning any vote

Lee had told me that if Jackson hadn’t shown up, they’d all be corpses in the morgue. All of them, but especially Damion. Jackson had kept him alive — barely — until the ambulance arrived. But it’s as if no one really acknowledges what the crazy twin did.Maybe they know not to.The elevator dings,

“You guys used the little room, too?” Enrique blurts, brows raised. The rest of us freeze.Mel blinks, startled by her own honesty. “We didn’t need to. This room locks from the inside.” She fidgets, then adds, “We just checked his equipment.”Jackson drops his sandwich with a dramatic groan. “Ugh, I