Who Is The Mad Genius Doctor Married To The Flash?

*This is an erotic standalone story about a girl and her father’s best friend. Content/Trigger warning!!: Extremely graphic, explicit, dark and lustful erotic content. My male lead is weird and unhinged hehe “Your cock is so delicious, Doctor. Will you please put it in my pussy?” ******* To keep her safe from her mafia father’s enemies, Madelaine is hidden away in a secluded cabin in the woods with the one man she should never want—her father’s best friend. Forced proximity quickly turns into a dangerous game of boundaries neither of them can respect. After all, Madelaine will be returning to London at the end of the summer… right? So maybe they can just fuck the heat off and pretend it means nothing. But this dangerous game soon turns into something far worse, a burning, toxic obsession that threatens to destroy everything.

"Marry me," Helena said with a pounding heart. Alexander's eyes darkened, making her legs feel like jelly. "And what do I get in return?" "80% of my shares, plus 2 years of my time." "I don't want your shares, Helena... I want you." ***** They say you only realise what you've lost when it's gone. Helena realised this as she lay dying, killed by her husband and sister. Switched at birth and reclaimed by a family that never wanted her, Helena lived as an outsider in her own home. But when her grandfather left her a fortune, suddenly everyone cared. Especially Michael, her sister's ex-boyfriend, who swept her off her feet with promises of love. But love was a lie. Pregnant and naive, Helena signed away everything before they killed her. In her final moments, she prayed for one impossible thing: a second chance. When Helena opens her eyes to the reading of her grandfather's will, she knows exactly what she has to do. No more being the fool. Now, she'll reclaim what's hers and pursue her dream of becoming a doctor. Then she collides with handsome and powerful Alexander Grant, who looks at her like she's a puzzle he's dying to solve. He harbours dark secrets—including a terminal illness and a solemn promise to her dead grandfather. When Helena proposed a contract marriage, his answer ignited a fire neither of them could control. He remembers their past life, and this time, he'll stop at nothing to protect her, claim her, and make her his, even as his own life is fading. But desire is a dangerous game when your grovelling ex-husband wants you back and enemies circle like vultures. Can Helena save the one man who truly loves her, or will trusting her heart destroy her all over again?

Ella Hart was adopted into a wealthy household—but she never lived like a daughter. While her adoptive mother, Nora, indulged in luxury and high society, Ella was treated like little more than a servant, forced to do the hardest chores and surviving on scraps of affection. For years, no one questioned it. Until the day her biological family finally found her. Their arrival brought a shocking revelation. Years ago, the Hart family had arranged a marriage alliance with the powerful Sterling family. The bride was meant to be either Ella… or her beloved sister, Piper. When Piper met Tiesto Sterling—handsome, quiet, and dressed far too simply—she scoffed. A man without money, no matter how attractive, was beneath her. For Ella, however, the marriage felt like an escape. Eager to leave the life she had endured for so long, she agreed without hesitation and walked straight into City Hall with a man she barely knew, signing the marriage papers that very same day. What Ella didn’t know was this— The “poor” man she had just married was anything but ordinary. Tiesto Sterling was the most elusive tycoon in the city, a man whose wealth and power were whispered about in legends. And soon, the world would discover another secret. Because the girl everyone believed to be the pitiful Cinderella… was about to be protected by five powerful brothers—and reveal a true identity far greater than anyone imagined.

The Mad Donna He Never Really Married For three years, I was Donna of the rising Valenti family. One day, Enzo was holding a meeting at a private cigar club. I worried about his stomach issues, so I went to bring him his usual antacids. Standing outside the private room, I heard his men laughing. “Don Enzo, are you really going to keep Clara hidden away at the Silver Lake villa forever?” “That mad Moretti heiress in the main house is still parading around as Donna of the Valenti family.” Enzo rubbed the bridge of his nose and scoffed. “If she hadn’t taken a bullet to the head for me and gone insane, and if I hadn’t desperately needed her family’s capital, I never would have married a woman with no blood ties to the life.” “But Clara is my legal wife. The family trust, the marriage certificate at City Hall, it’s all in her name.” “Stella’s just a plaything I keep at the main house. Once Clara gives birth to an heir, I’ll bring her home for good.” My knuckles turned white as I squeezed the small box of medicine, the cardboard crumpling in my hand. He had exchanged blood oaths and rings with me in the church, yet it was Clara who had signed the papers at City Hall. He played me for a fool, all to keep Clara’s reputation clean. Clutching the box, I turned and melted back into the shadows. He had no idea my sanity had returned three days ago. He would never guess I had already sent an encrypted message to my brother, who runs a business empire from our home in Solaria, far across the sea. I was done with this goddamn Valenti title.

He married me for revenge. I married him to protect my father. On our wedding night, he looked at me like I was nothing. Three days before my wedding, I was drugged. I lost my first time to a stranger in that night. Three days later, I was forced to marry Leonard Eastwood—the most powerful man in the city. He despised me. He said I married him for money. He said I was greedy. He said I wasn’t pure. But every night, he searched for a woman he couldn’t forget— A wild girl from a hotel suite. A girl who bit him. A girl who vanished before he saw her face. What he doesn’t know is that— But before we ever stood at the wedding— We had already shared a night in the dark. And when he finally discovered the truth— The man who once said, “The daughter of a whore can’t be innocent,” Was the one kneeling in front of me, begging not to lose me.

"Please, doctor! I'm begging you!" As soon as I get off work, I can't control my urges anymore, so I quickly bolt toward the private hospital. Ever since I'm afflicted with the ailment that makes me addicted to pleasure, I keep feeling very empty on the inside. The urge to let loose and satisfy myself keeps plaguing me at all times. Left without a choice, the doctor can only feed me some medication. But my sinful thoughts keep overtaking my mind. At that moment, I feel myself losing my mind. What should I do?