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Fucked by my Therapist 34

ELIThursday arrived too quickly. I woke up with my stomach in knots, anxiety making it impossible to eat breakfast.Mason had offered to come with me to the hearing, but I'd declined. This was something I needed to do alone. He'd already done so much, sacrificed so much. I needed to face this on my own.Patricia met me outside the building where the hearing was being held. She looked professional and confident in a sharp suit, her briefcase in hand."Ready?" she asked."No. But let's do this anyway."Inside, we were led to a conference room where five members of the ethics committee sat behind a long table. They were all older, all serious-faced, all looking at me like I was already guilty.Dr. Sarah Chen was there as well, sitting off to the side as a witness.The chair of the committee, a stern woman named Dr. Margaret Price, called the hearing to order."Dr. Reeves," she began. "You're here today to address allegations of professional misconduct, specifically that you engaged in s

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MASONSix months later, Eli's suspension ended. He completed his ethics training, lined up his required supervision, and prepared to return to work at the rehabilitation center.But something had changed during those six months.We'd spent the time building something new. A recovery program specifically for athletes dealing with career-ending injuries. Eli provided the medical expertise. I provided the personal experience and the platform to attract clients.We called it Second Chances Recovery.We'd started small, working with a handful of athletes who'd found us through word of mouth. But the program had grown quickly. Athletes appreciated working with someone who'd been through it, who understood the psychological trauma of losing your identity along with your physical abilities.And they appreciated Eli's approach, which focused on the whole person, not just the injury.By the time Eli's suspension ended, Second Chances had a waiting list.Dr. Chen had offered to bring Eli back to

My bodyguard and I

ADRIANThe bullet shattered the window of my penthouse at exactly 2:47 AM.I was awake, as usual. Insomnia had been my constant companion for three years, ever since the threats started. Since my investigative journalism had pissed off the wrong people. Since I'd published the exposé that brought down a senator and made me a target.The glass exploded inward, and I hit the floor on instinct, my heart hammering, adrenaline flooding my system. Another shot. Then another. Someone was trying to kill me.Again.I crawled toward my phone, grabbed it, and dialed 911. My hands were shaking so badly I almost dropped it."This is Adrian Castellanos. Someone's shooting into my apartment. Penthouse at the Millennium Tower, downtown. I need police immediately."The dispatcher's voice was calm, professional, telling me to stay down, stay away from windows, help was on the way.But I already knew help wouldn't arrive in time if the shooter decided to come inside. I was alone. Vulnerable. Exactly wha

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DANTEAdrian Castellanos was going to be a problem.I'd known it the moment I saw his file. Brilliant, stubborn, fiercely independent, and with a death wish disguised as journalistic integrity. The kind of client who fought every security measure and resented needing protection in the first place.But I hadn't expected him to be beautiful.The photos in his file hadn't done him justice. He was tall and lean, with dark hair that fell slightly too long over intense green eyes. Sharp cheekbones, a mouth that probably smiled easily when he wasn't terrified, and an energy about him that was magnetic.And vulnerable. So fucking vulnerable it made something protective flare in my chest immediately.I loaded my gear from my SUV. Weapons, surveillance equipment, communication devices, everything I needed to transform his apartment into a secure location.As I worked, I ran through my mental checklist. Assess the space. Identify weaknesses. Establish security protocols. Build rapport with the c

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ADRIANI woke at three AM to the sound of movement in my apartment.My heart immediately started racing, adrenaline flooding my system. Someone was here. Someone had gotten past the security. This was it.I reached for my phone with shaking hands, ready to call 911, when I remembered.Dante.I'd forgotten, in the fog of half-sleep and panic, that I wasn't alone anymore. That the sounds I was hearing weren't an intruder but my bodyguard doing his job.I lay back down, trying to calm my racing heart, listening to the quiet sounds of Dante moving through the apartment. Checking doors. Reviewing camera feeds. Whatever he did during these long nights while I slept.Sleep wasn't coming back. It never did after I woke like this, convinced I was about to die.I got out of bed and pulled on sweatpants and a t-shirt, then padded quietly out to the living room.Dante was sitting at my dining table, multiple laptop screens open in front of him, headphones in one ear. He'd changed from his tactica

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The next morning, I woke to the smell of coffee and bacon.I stumbled out to the kitchen to find Dante cooking breakfast, looking far too put-together for someone who'd been up most of the night."You cook breakfast too?" I asked, my voice still rough with sleep."Told you. Survival skill. Sit. Eat. We leave for the courthouse in three hours and I need you fueled and focused."I sat, accepting the plate he handed me. Eggs, bacon, toast. Simple but perfectly cooked."You know, I could get used to this," I said. "Having someone cook for me.""Don't. This isn't a permanent arrangement. Once the trial's over and the threats are neutralized, I'm gone."The reminder stung more than it should have. Of course this was temporary. Dante was my bodyguard, not my friend. Not anything else.Even if part of me was starting to wish he could be.We ate in silence, and then I retreated to my bedroom to shower and dress for the deposition.I was halfway through my shower when I heard Dante's voice thro

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DANTE P.O.VThe deposition took three hours. I stayed in the room, positioned where I could see both Adrian and the door, watching for any signs of threat.Adrian was impressive under questioning. Sharp, articulate, unshakeable even when Delacroix's lawyers tried to rattle him. He recounted the evidence he'd gathered, the paper trail of corruption, the witnesses he'd interviewed.He was brilliant. And brave as hell for sitting here, giving testimony that would put a powerful man away for decades, knowing that man's associates were actively trying to kill him.When it was finally over, I hustled Adrian out through a back exit, avoiding the media that had gathered out front."They know I was here," Adrian said as we drove away. "It'll be on the news tonight.""Doesn't matter. They already knew you were testifying. This doesn't tell them anything they didn't already know.""It tells them I'm not backing down. That I'm going through with it.""Good. Let them know. Let them know you're not

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DANTEI stayed in Adrian's bed until morning, watching him sleep, hyperaware of every breath he took, every small movement.This was a mistake. I knew it was a mistake. Blurring the lines between bodyguard and something more personal.But I couldn't seem to stop myself.There was something about Adrian that got under my skin. His vulnerability mixed with his fierce determination. His intelligence and his passion for his work. The way he trusted me despite having every reason not to trust anyone.I wanted to protect him. Not just as a job, but because the thought of anything happening to him made something in my chest tighten with genuine fear.That was dangerous. In my line of work, emotional attachment was a liability. It clouded judgment, made you take unnecessary risks, made you hesitate at critical moments.But as I lay there watching the sun rise, watching Adrian sleep peacefully for the first time since I'd met him, I couldn't bring myself to regret it.I cared about him. More t

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ADRIANThe moment Dante's lips touched mine, everything else disappeared.The fear. The nightmares. The constant awareness of danger lurking around every corner. All of it vanished, replaced by the overwhelming sensation of his mouth on mine, hot and demanding and perfect.He kissed like he did everything else—with complete control and devastating intensity. His hand came up to cup the back of my head, fingers threading through my hair, holding me exactly where he wanted me. His other hand gripped my hip, pulling me flush against him.I could feel him. All of him. The hard planes of his chest pressing against mine, the strength in his arms, and fuck, the thick length of his cock already hardening against my hip through his sleep pants.He was huge. I could feel that even through the layers of fabric between us, and the knowledge made my own cock swell with desperate want.I grabbed at his shoulders, his back, anywhere I could reach, needing to touch him, to feel the reality of this mo

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DANTEWhat I'd just done with Adrian was possibly the most unprofessional thing I'd ever done in my career.But as I watched him eat breakfast, still flushed and relaxed in a way I hadn't seen since we met, I couldn't bring myself to regret it.He needed that release. Needed to feel something other than constant terror. And I'd needed it too, needed to touch him, to taste him, to claim him in some small way.But now we had to deal with reality."We need to talk about the trial," I said. "It starts in two weeks. The prosecution expects it to last at least a month, maybe longer. You'll be testifying multiple times. Each court appearance is an opportunity for Delacroix's people to make a move.""I know. I'm prepared for that.""Are you? Because prepared means following every security protocol without argument. It means accepting that your movements will be restricted. That you'll have zero privacy during this time. That I'll be with you every second, including in the courthouse, includin

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