All Chapters of The Captain And His Psycho Intern : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11 Minerva I could barely remember the drive back to the hotel. My mind was still stuck on what happened. My lips still felt sore from the kiss, and my skin still felt hot where Kendrick’s hands had touched me.The moment the hotel suite door closed behind us, I turned around and faced him.“You have a fiancée,” I said. My voice was full of anger. “You kissed me like that, but you have a whole fiancée downstairs. A woman in a red dress who calls you darling in front of cameras.”Kendrick threw his key card onto the table. It slid across the surface before stopping.“Minerva…”“No. Don’t say my name like that.” I stepped closer. “You pulled me away from everyone. You kissed me. And while you were doing that, Elena was downstairs smiling for the whole world like she owned you. What is wrong with you?”He rubbed his face and ran his hands through his hair. It became messy as he looked away.“It’s not what you think.”“Then explain it.” I crossed my arms. “Because right now, it

Chapter 13 MinervaI sat there on the bed with the sheet pulled up to my chest and watched him move around the room like the floor might open up and swallow him if he stayed still too long. He picked up his shirt from the floor, shook it out, and started putting it on. The buttons took him longer than they should have because his hands were not steady. He did not look at me once.“Kendrick.”He kept buttoning.“It was just about how it felt,” I said. “The way you moved. That was all. I was not thinking about Liam like that. It came out wrong.”He laughed once, short and ugly, and shoved his arms into the sleeves harder than he needed to.“You said it while I was still inside you.”“I know. I know how it sounded. I was trying to say you were better. It was a compliment that came out like shit.”He grabbed his pants next and stepped into them. The belt buckle clinked when he yanked it closed.“You think that helps?”“I am trying to explain.”“You do not need to explain. I heard you cle

Chapter 15 MinervaHe kept moving inside me like the fight from earlier had never happened and the only thing that mattered was how deep he could get. My legs were wrapped around him and my hands were on his shoulders and every time he pushed in I felt that piercing drag over the same spot that made my stomach tighten. I was already messy from before. Spit from when I had him in my mouth earlier was still sticky on my chin and between my breasts where it had dripped. My hair was stuck to my forehead. The sheets under me were damp. He was breathing hard against my neck and I could feel how close he was getting because his rhythm had changed. Shorter. Harder. Less careful.I looked up at him. His eyes were dark and focused on my face. I opened my mouth and kept it open. My tongue rested against my bottom teeth. I did not say anything at first. I just waited. He slowed a little when he noticed. His brows pulled together.“Spit in my mouth,” I said. Quiet. Clear.He stopped moving comple

Chapter 17 Minerva I pushed him off me with both hands flat on his chest and sat up fast. Saliva was still drying on my chin and it felt sticky and cold now. He stayed frozen for a second, half-hard and staring at me like I had slapped him. His breathing was still heavy.“I wanted to see if you’d actually stop,” I said. My voice came out flat. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up before he could grab me again. The sheet stuck to the back of my thighs for a second and then peeled off. I grabbed the first shirt I saw on the floor. It was his. I pulled it on anyway and crossed my arms.He sat up slowly . “What the hell was that?”“Nothing. It was nothing. We both need to forget it happened.”“Forget it? You just had my spit in your mouth and you came so hard you almost cried and now it’s nothing?”“Yes. Nothing. I don’t even want anyone knowing we slept in the same room. Not Elena. Not the team. Not anyone. This stays here and then it dies.”He looked at me like I was

Chapter 19 Minerva I froze when he yelled it. The sound hit the walls and came back at me. Make me Minerva. His voice was rough and low and it went straight under my skin the same way it had last night when he had me under him and I was still pretending I could walk away clean. My hands were still on his inner thigh. The muscle was hot and tight under my gloves and I could feel every breath he took through my palms. I should have stepped back. I should have told him to shut up and finished the assessment like the professional I kept claiming I was. Instead I dug my thumbs in harder than I needed to. Hard enough that his whole body jerked on the table. He sucked air through his teeth and his eyes stayed locked on mine. Not pain exactly. Something closer to challenge. I pressed again, working the knot like I was trying to punish it for existing, and he let out this low sound that was half groan half laugh. The kind of sound that made my stomach drop and my face heat up at the same