ias Vos
e following afternoon. I sat at my desk, Nova Kane's file open in front of me, th
fessi
y to avoid moments like this. Patients were not puzzles to be solved for personal satisfaction. Th
ng, eyes daring me to react. The calculated vulnerability mixed with raw hunger. She wasn't
. But Nova was different. Beneath the arrogance and the deliberate provocation, there was real pain. The kind that came from a lifetime of emotion
r, Dr. Raymond Cross, checking on the Kane case.
oath I had taken. The one I ha
his time. No dramatic lateness. Per
ing my tie, and
at hadn't been fully satisfied by our first encounter. She wore a different dress-deep emerald, equally form-fit
ing her legs slowly, her eyes loc
d softly, almost
"Let's pick up where we left off yesterday, Nova. You men
ting her fingers trail lightly along the edge of the couc
plore many things w
Kane
trying
ching me with professional distance. But I could see the cracks. The way his jaw tightened just slightly when I smiled. The subtle shift in his br
er felt... directed. Focused. Not the hollow, frantic need I drowned in with strang
ties again. The cool air kissed my bare skin, a secret reminder of how wet I already was just
my voice low and teasing. "How noble of you
Not enough to be obscene. Just enough to make him aware of the space between
o
kdown embarrassed him. Not because he cares if I'm falling apart. My mother?" I laughed softly, a hollow sound. "She's elegance personified. Perfect wife on the outside. She's
o my cleavage deepened. My nipples were hard agai
friend. But inside?" I bit my lip, holding his gaze. "I'm empty, Doctor Voss. So fucking empty that I let four men use me the nigh
ng in his jaw again. The way his fingers pressed a littl
intox
ng one hand rest casually on my thigh, fingers tracing small circles on my own skin. "I thought about you. About what it would feel like if the great, controlle
lectric. Thick. I could a
the body, the money, and they fold. But you... you're trying so hard to stay in control. It makes me want to ruin you more. Or maybe..." I paused, le
that professional barrier. Close enough that he could smell me. Close enough that
fell forward. "Does it scare you? How much I want you to
w it-the brief war in his eyes. The wa
en as my heart raced with someth
t just a g
ming addic
me, the thought of i
ning of something that
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