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No one knew that I was a sex addict until the company's team building exercise. I had forgotten to bring my medicine along for that night and was assigned to a tent with a male colleague. I was in tears as I climaxed right before his eyes, and now that there was no turning back, my impulses spiralled further away from control…

Cerena Rose thought marriage would bring passion, intimacy, and security. Instead, life with her husband, Daniel Hale, feels suffocating—controlled by his overbearing mother and trapped in a bedroom where desire has long gone cold. Desperate to fix their failing marriage, Daniel hires the most sought-after sex therapist in the country: Reid Romano. Confident. Dangerous. Unapologetically dominant. Reid opens Cerena’s eyes to a side of herself she never knew existed—a world of hidden desires, power, control, and pleasure she has spent her entire life suppressing. But therapy quickly becomes something far more complicated. Because Reid doesn’t just want to fix her marriage. He wants her. Every session pulls Cerena deeper into temptation, forcing her to question everything she thought she wanted. Her loyalty to her husband begins to crumble under Reid’s intoxicating dominance. And when lines between therapy, obsession, and forbidden desire begin to blur, Cerena must decide: Will she save her marriage… Or surrender to the man who truly understands her darkest cravings?

Her boyfriend called her boring. So she booked a sex therapist. What Alessia didn't expect was Dr. Zayn Steele - 34, tattooed, pierced, and utterly irresistible. He's supposed to teach her control... but every session turns into a dangerous game of denial, commands, and dirty secrets. He says not yet. Her body says please now. And when the rules finally shatter, neither of them will be able to stop.

Elian Stephen Moore, a therapist by day and a plaything by night, gets one patient that threatens to expose his secret life to the public. Aiden Knight, the psychotic son of the leader to The Vulturis. Elian has been awarded as the best psychologist in Kingsbridge Hospital, his life a little bit boring but his anyway was perfect even after Leah had stabbed him where it hurt the most. She cheated. One blurry night. One night of losing control. Elian sleeps with a man out of the strictly organized app he used when he wanted to indulge himself. Then in comes Aiden, the tall, broad boy that looks like he could break Elian into two without trying too hard. It appears he had been stalking Elian for a while now, the worst part? He knew everything. Now Aiden wants Elian at his beck and call, if he doesn't abide by his demands, he exposes him for what he truly was, a cock slut. But Elian hadn’t struggled to reach where he was only for a boy to destroy it. He was going to fight against him, even if he spreads his legs for him instead of pushing him away.

On New Year’s Eve, I ran after my sister, Yelena Smith, who had left the house in anger. However, a bunch of thugs dragged me into an alley. The torture ripped me apart, both inside and out, and I had been living with severe PTSD ever since. I tried to hurt myself countless times. My sister would grab my hand as I held the knife and drive it into her own body. It was as if she was punishing herself. For every cut I made, she gave herself two. Our blood would mix while she held me and cried. “Felix, please! I’m begging you. Stop hurting yourself! “I swear I’ll heal you!” After that night, my sister, who had always been careless and aimless, seemed to become a different person. She burned her racing cars, which she used to be so proud of, to ashes. She also started studying, which she used to hate. It took her five years to become a chief psychiatrist. However, just when I was finally starting to get better, I heard voices outside my door. “Miss Smith, your acting’s too convincing. If I hadn’t known the truth, I would’ve never thought that you hired those thugs. “To avenge your step brother, you’ve been interfering with Felix’s recovery with medication while guilt-tripping him with love just to make him suffer. Aren’t you being too cruel?” My sister let out a dismissive snort. “He bullied Julian like that in the past. He deserves every bit of this. “But I know my limits. Felix is still my biological brother after all. I’m just teaching him a lesson. I could never bring myself to make him end his life.” I felt like I had fallen into an ice-cold abyss. I even forgot to breathe for a moment. Everything turned out to be my sister’s punishment all along. That night, I dragged my broken body up to the rooftop. ‘Yelena, you don’t have to punish me anymore this time,’ I thought.

For three years in college, I was basically the dorms’ unpaid tech support. I was always on call, never charging for dust cleaning, thermal paste replacement, and operating system installations. Then senior year started, and Mickey, a freshman, called me out in the dorm group chat. “You know thermal paste only costs a few bucks a tube, right? Yet, he’s seriously charging you guys two cans of energy drinks for the job.” Mickey added smugly. “My family runs a computer store. Come to me instead. I’ll charge you a can for the service, and I can guarantee authentic parts.” The group chat blew up. “The kid’s legit!” “Well, Axis isn't getting any more energy drinks from me.” I read the messages and quietly packed away my tools in the cabinet. They had no idea the thermal paste I used cost nearly forty bucks a tube. The dust cleaning was done with professional-grade equipment. Little did they know, the so-called genuine parts sold on the market were mostly refurbished parts with a fresh coat of paint. I got into bed and pulled a sleep mask over my eyes. Honestly, this couldn’t have come at a more perfect time. I’d been wondering when these days of doing free repairs at my expense would finally end. Well, there's my ticket out.