All Chapters of MIDNIGHT TRANSACTIONS: A Collection Of Forbidden Lust : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Thin WallsNora’s POVI avoided him the rest of the day.Every time I heard his footsteps in the hallway, I turned the other way. Every time his voice carried from the living room, I stayed in my room with the door closed. It did not matter. The memory of what happened in the laundry room sat under my skin like a fever that refused to break. I could still feel the way he had filled me, the way his hand had covered my mouth, the way he had come inside me while the washing machine shook under my palms.By evening, the house felt too quiet. Our parents had gone out for dinner and left us alone. I told myself I would stay in my room, put on headphones, and pretend he did not exist.I lasted until almost midnight.Thirst finally dragged me downstairs. The kitchen light was already on. Julian stood at the counter in only a pair of black sweatpants, drinking water straight from the bottle. The tattoos on his back shifted when he moved. I stopped in the doorway.He did not turn around. “You a

Desires Nora’s POVI held my breath inside the closet.My mother’s footsteps moved across Julian’s room. I could hear her voice, calm and normal, talking to him about some form she needed him to sign. My heart was pounding so hard I was sure she would hear it. His cum was still slipping down my inner thighs. My bra was lying somewhere on the floor outside the closet.Julian answered her questions like nothing was wrong. His voice stayed steady. After what felt like forever, I heard the door open and close again. Her footsteps faded down the hallway.Only then did I let out a shaky breath.The closet door opened. Julian stood there looking down at me, that same lazy smirk on his face.“You can come out now,” he said quietly.I stepped out on unsteady legs. My eyes immediately searched the floor.“Where is my bra?”He picked it up from beside the bed and held it out to me between two fingers. “Looking for this?”I snatched it from him, face burning. “You are enjoying this way too much.”

Night ShiftLena’s POV“Lena, you’re on night shift, right?”I looked up from the medication cart. My supervisor, Mrs Delgado, was walking toward me with a thick folder in her hands and her bag already hanging from one shoulder. Her makeup looked fresh, like she had just touched it up.“Yes, ma’am,” I answered.“Thank God.” She pushed the folder into my hands. “Please take these updated charts to Dr Kane’s office for me. I’m already late for a dinner date, and if I go up there myself, I’ll be another twenty minutes late. Just leave them on his desk if he’s not around.”“No problem,” I said. “I’ll drop them off after I finish checking on Mr Patel.”“You’re a lifesaver.” She was already walking away. “Thank you!”I finished my rounds, updated the last notes, and headed to the third floor. The hallway was quiet. Most of the lights were dimmed. Only the soft beeping of monitors followed me.Dr Kane’s office door was slightly open. I knocked once. No answer. I pushed it wider and stepped i

After Code Blue Lena’s POV“Nurse Ruiz?”I froze in the middle of the hallway, heart still racing from what had just happened in the supply room. For one terrifying second, I thought someone had seen us.I turned around.It was only Tasha, standing a few steps away with her arms crossed and one eyebrow raised.“Girl, why do you look like you just ran a marathon?” she asked, lowering her voice. “Your face is all red, and you’re walking funny.”I forced a small laugh that sounded fake even to me. “Just tired. Long night.”Tasha stepped closer, eyes narrowing with playful suspicion. “Uh-huh. You sure you weren’t doing something you shouldn’t on the third floor?”My stomach dropped. “What? No. Of course not.”She grinned and bumped my shoulder. “Relax, I’m joking. You look like you’re about to pass out. Go finish your charting and sit down for five minutes before you fall over.”I muttered a quick thanks and hurried away, still feeling the wetness between my thighs and the ghost of his h

New Rules Lena’s POV“Nurse Lena Ruiz?” the man repeated, still polite. “We were hoping to speak with you a little earlier than scheduled. Do you have a moment?”I kept my face calm even though my heart was still racing from the car. “Of course. Is everything alright?”He glanced past me toward the parking garage. “Were you coming from Level B2? Staff aren’t usually down there after hours unless they’re on transport duty.”The question was a trap. I felt it immediately. A month ago I would have panicked. Now I only smiled slightly.“I was checking on a transport issue for one of the post-op patients,” I said evenly. “Sometimes the porters leave equipment on the wrong level. Is there a problem?”He studied me for a second longer, then nodded. “No problem. Shall we use one of the empty consult rooms upstairs?”I followed him.The interview room was small and brightly lit. He sat across from me with a thin folder and a recorder.“This is just routine,” he began. “We’re reviewing access