All Chapters of The Doctor’s Voluptuous Patient : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 91
“The Warning Call”
(Third Person POV) Ethan sat in his car across the street from Lila’s building, the engine off, the windows cracked just enough to let in the cool night air. It was past midnight. The street was quiet, but his mind was anything but. He had been parked there for almost an hour, his eyes fixed on the light in her apartment window. It flickered once, then stayed steady. She was probably still awake. Probably still hurting. The thought made his chest feel tight, but he didn’t move. He couldn’t. He glanced down at his phone. The small tracking app he had installed on her phone weeks ago was still running silently in the background. He had done it the day after she was kidnapped. Not to control her. Not to spy. But because he knew Richard wouldn’t stop. He had already proven he could reach her. He needed to know where she was. He needed to know she was safe. Even if it meant he had to stay away. He leaned his head back against the seat and closed his eyes fo

Chapter 92

(Damien POV) I sat in my apartment with the stolen file spread out on the coffee table in front of me. The room was dark except for the small lamp on the side table. I had been staring at the papers for hours, trying to piece everything together. The drug trial. The twins. The lies. The way Richard had rewritten history to suit his own needs. My hands were still shaking from the confrontation that day. I had almost been caught. If Richard had found me a few minutes later, I might not be sitting here right now. The file was a mess of altered documents and half-truths. One page showed my name marked as “deceased at birth.” Another page had been changed recently. Someone had gone in and adjusted dates, names, and outcomes. Richard had been covering his tracks for years. But why? What was he so afraid of? My phone buzzed on the table. I picked it up, my stomach already twisting. It was a text from Richard. Tonight. 5th Street warehouse. 11 PM. Bring her. I stared at the m

Chapter 96

(Lila POV) My phone buzzed on the coffee table, and I jumped at the sound. I had been sitting in my apartment for the past hour, staring at the wall, trying to make sense of everything that had happened. The slap from Sophia. The message on my laptop. The way Ethan had kissed me in the storage room and then said he loved me. It was all too much. I picked up the phone, my heart racing when I saw Damien’s name on the screen. “I need to see you tonight. It’s about Ethan. Come to my apartment at 8 PM.” I stared at the message for a long time. My first instinct was to ignore it. I had been trying to keep my distance from Damien after everything that had happened. The fake dating was one thing, but after he confessed he had been working for Richard, I didn’t know if I could trust him. But the mention of Ethan made my chest tighten. I couldn’t ignore it. Not if it was about him. I changed into a simple sweater and jeans, grabbed my bag, and headed out. The drive to Damien’s a

Chapter 96

(Third Person POV) Richard Black paced back and forth in his private office, the large room dimly lit by a single lamp on his desk. The city lights outside the window flickered like distant stars, but he barely noticed them. His mind was elsewhere. A tip had come in earlier that evening from one of his many informants. Someone was onto him. A journalist named Marcus Webb had been digging into his affairs for years. The man had evidence. Files. Photos. Statements from silenced families. Richard had thought he had buried everything, but now it seemed the past was starting to claw its way back to the surface. He stopped pacing and slammed his fist on the desk. The sound echoed through the empty room. He couldn’t let this happen. Not now. Not when he was so close to tying up every loose end. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. The call was answered on the first ring. “Change of plans,” Richard said, his voice cold and commanding. “The meeting is no longer at the war

Chapter 98
 I stared at the syringe in Richard’s hand, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. The strange green liquid inside glowed faintly under the emergency lights, making my stomach twist with fear. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move. All I could do was stand there, frozen, as Richard held it up like a trophy. Damien stepped in front of me, his body tense, his voice low but firm. “Don’t touch her.” Richard scoffed, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Damien. “You forget your place, Damien. You work for me. You’ve always worked for me. Don’t pretend you suddenly have a spine now.” Damien’s jaw tightened, his fists clenching at his sides. “Not anymore,” he said, his voice steady despite the fear I could see in his eyes. “I’m done being your puppet. I’m done lying to everyone. This ends tonight.” Richard’s face twisted with anger. He gestured to his two massive bodyguards. “Take him.” The bodyguards moved toward Damien, their movements quick and brutal. Damien d