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KAIAIt’s been three days.Three days since I officially turned into a hermit crab. No breakfast, no dinner, no polite hi-how-are-you to my three unwanted neighbours. Just me, Hailey, and the four walls of our borrowed bedroom.Infact, I took a three day leave from work with the excuse that I've been sick. Cos, to be honest, I'm really sick. Apart from this whole sensational drama, I don't know how I would face Morgan again after she caught me in that compromising position with… Caius. And guess what? He didn't question me about the abrupt leave I got after barely two weeks in work.My life's a mess.Hailey snores beside me now, flat on her back, arms flung out like she’s claiming the whole bed. She doesn't care about the war I'm waging against my emotions and stomach and always goes out every time for food and to play. Meanwhile, my stomach is staging a protest. Loud, embarrassing, traitorous growls that could probably wake the entire house if they wanted to.I glance at the wall clo

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

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KAIAMad. He’s mad.And I’m even madder for not laughing in his face. For not saying no. For not slapping him and walking away like a woman with dignity.Instead, I just… stand there, my mouth parted, my pulse hammering, heat spreading through me in waves so unbearable I want to scream.God. Why am I so damn wet?I open my lips to speak, to spit something condescending, but no words come out. Only breath and this throbbing want. He inhales deeply. Then, he chuckles low, the sound rough. It curls over my skin like smoke.“Don’t lie that you don’t want it. That you never thought about it.” He leans closer, voice dipping lower. “I can smell your arousal, sweetheart. You’re more attracted to me than you are to any of the others… aren’t you?”I want to sob. Because the cruelest part is that stupid voice in my head whispering the truth — I’m attracted to all of them. Every single one. But his confidence, his nearness, his scent, his cockiness — it’s shredding my willpower piece by piece.

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

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KAIAYou know there’s something about lust that makes you do very, very stupid things.Like, say, agreeing—well, not exactly agreeing—to a deal with the cockiest, smuggiest man I've ever met because his fingers happen to know all the right buttons. I swear, Maddox’s hand should be licensed. It’s dangerous. Probably illegal in at least seven states.And me? I’m no better. Woman of “dignity,” woman of “principle,” woman who swore she’d never be that girl.Also me: dripping on his hand like a broken faucet and clutching his shoulder ike it’s a lifeline, still reeling from a heart shattering orgasm.Pathetic.But here’s the thing, I never actually said yes with my mouth. And that matters. Loopholes matter.So after I break apart on him, my body convulsing, his grin smug enough to power a small city, I already know what I’m going to do. He doesn’t. Not yet. He’s still caught up in his own victory, licking my arousal off his fingers like some kind of smug sex god, when he leans in close and

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

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KAIAI shouldn’t be in this car.The clinic is literally a ten, maybe fifteen minute walk from the apartment. Ten, if I power-walk. Fifteen, if I get distracted staring at the sky and pretending I don’t have problems. Either way, I could’ve just walked. But no. Here I am, sitting stiff in his car, leather cold under my thighs, his silence pressing against my skin like wind.I can’t talk. My tongue feels like cement in my mouth. Every time I think about saying something, I remember that nerve wrecking, terrifying little line from earlier—times three, times four—and I clamp my lips shut so hard it hurts.By the time we’re a couple buildings to the clinic, my throat itches and I clear it.“Just drop me here,” I say quickly, staring out the window. “I’ll walk the rest of the way.”He doesn’t even flinch or look at me. Doesn’t even acknowledge me. He just keeps driving, smooth and unhurried, right up to the clinic doors.My face burns hot. Anger. Embarrassment. Both, probably.“Fine,” I mu

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

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KAIAI swear the clock on the wall is broken, or maybe the universe is playing some cruel joke, because every time I glance at it, another chunk of minutes has disappeared. I try to keep busy, really—stacking files, re-stacking them, checking patient notes I don’t even need to check but my hands keep drifting to my neck like they’ve developed muscle memory, brushing over skin that still throbs where Morgan’s fingers dug in.I don’t need a mirror to know it’s red. Maybe even bruised. It feels like it.And every time I catch myself touching it, I force my hand down and pretend I’m fine. Normal. Like I almost didn't get strangled in the record room an hour ago by a she-wolf who could probably snap my spine without breaking a sweat because she saw her mate give me a pen.My life's a mess mehn.By the time the clock’s hand ticks to twelve exactly, I’ve run out of excuses. My brain has gone through every possible scenario—pretend to be sick, slip out the back door, hide in the supply close

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

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KAIAA shiver runs down my spine, goosebumps prickling my skin like he just dragged his mouth over me instead of speaking.I hate that it feels good.I hate that my thighs squeeze together on instinct, like I’m some hormonal teenager instead of a grown woman with common sense.My mouth opens as I intend to utter something sharp, something to ruin this moment before it swallows me whole.“Don’t call me that.”His hand moves, settling heavily and warm against my hip, holding me in place. My breath catches again.“Why not?” His tone is infuriatingly calm, like he already knows the answer. “I hate it.” I say, my voice weak.“You hate it,” he murmurs, eyes burning into mine, “because you love it.”Fuck. My heart actually stutters.I roll my eyes so hard it hurts, because if I don’t, I’ll combust.“You sound like a bad romance novel.”The corner of his mouth tilts up in the tiniest fraction of a smile. “And yet, here you sit.”My mouth parts, ready to spit something back, but then he inha

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

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KAIATouch myself?The words echo, thunderous and impossible in my head. My stomach twists so violently I think I might be sick.Because the truth is, I’ve never done it. Not once. Not ever.Wet dreams, yes. I’ve woken up drenched and aching before, my body trembling with want. Sometimes, a sharp pulse of need would flare – something that only started happening after meeting them. But I never followed it. Never pushed myself by myself.Maybe it’s because of how I grew up. Maybe it’s because the very first hand that ever touched me did so to hurt, to take, to remind me I wasn’t safe in my own skin. The first time I was abused, I learnt that pleasure was never mine to claim. Desire wasn’t something I was allowed and people were supposed to use me for their own desires instead.So I never tried.Not even once.And now, he sits back in that chair, dark eyes heavy on me, watching and waiting.He wants me to do the one thing I’ve never dared to do. “I—” My throat works, but the words bare

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

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KAIAThe air feels heavier the moment I pull the door open. My legs are still shaky, and maybe it's because I didn't wait for more minutes to regain my composure before I hurried off.I’d splashed cold water on my face in the bathroom, tried to smooth down my hair, tug my blouse back into place, but there’s no hiding it. Not really. My lips are swollen, my skin flushed. I look like what I am—a wreck dressed up as a person.And then, just my luck.Because the moment the door clicks shut behind me, Morgan's there.Her arms crossed, her stance wide while she leans against the wall like she’s been guarding the hallway waiting for me to crawl out. I feel the tingle of the bruise she’d left on my neck and her eyes sweep over me. Then, she lets out this little laugh that’s anything but friendly.“Well, well. Look who finally crawled out of his office.”God. Can it not be today? I've had enough already.But still, I pause, staring at her. My legs are already shaky from everything that just ha

Last Updated : 2026-09-25

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KAIA•Three days later•Most of the nurses in this clinic hate me now. The others are way too nice especially with their saccharine smiles and sugar-coated words like they’re trying too hard. Well, we should blame it on the fact that words got out.Thirteen nurses, two doctors, one piece of gossip, and it spread like wildfire.The new human that snatched the alpha from Dr. Morgan.The Alpha thief.The new girl.Morgan's replacement.Etcetera.Sometimes, I’ll admit, it sounds nice. Most times, it doesn’t.When I first came here, Morgan seemed like the kind of person I could get along with. She smiled, gave me little tips, even showed me where the good coffee was.Now she looks at me like I ruined her life. Rivals, that’s what we are. Rivals in love, that's what I am to her. Except I'm not in love, maybe… lust? But that apart, we being rivals is the sad part because love ruins more than it fixes. We could’ve been friends. Maybe even close. But that’s down the drain.I sigh.So, I have a

Last Updated : 2026-09-25

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KAIAFor a second, all I can do is stare.The air is too cold for my skin, yet heat slides under it, coiling in places it shouldn’t. Night has settled thick and heavy over the parking lot, the kind of late-hour quiet that makes every sound feel louder than it should. My tote feels like dead weight in my arms, the strap digging into my shoulder, books and notes shifting inside with every small movement I make. The fluorescent lights above the clinic entrance buzz faintly, casting long, uneven shadows across the asphalt.Ronan.He kissed me weeks ago, the day we moved in. A hard, unexpected press of his mouth that had left me breathless and confused and stupidly hopeful for something I had no business hoping for. And since then? Nothing. Almost like it never even happened. Like the memory belongs to someone else entirely.He doesn’t look at me anymore, doesn’t talk to me unless he has to. He’s barely even home these days. Always gone before I’m up, back when I’m already asleep.The

Last Updated : 2026-09-25

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