Broken By Love, Reborn In Fire

I loved, Adrian Hoffman. He did it so his childhood swe

discovered that for three years, the man in my bed wasn't Adrian.

then held me down on a surgical table to forcibly harvest m

own in a military pr

l sacrificed for another woman's

ntact and fled to a war zone in

pte

yed my career was lea

imple, bruta

n, competing for the single, coveted Chief Resident position. Toda

n a table. It was stupid, reckless, but harmless. Except the video, leaked to the hospital's

board called an emergency meeting. My c

'd only ever sent to Adrian Hoffman. Photos he had coaxed out of me, whisperi

s absolute. The realization that

with a sick, frantic rhythm. I was going t

utside his door

her one, almo

ced with a lazy, cruel amusement. "She looked lik

ied, sharp and impatient. "Ashley will

Dean. His identical twin brother. The wild, thrill-seeking artist. The man I now re

d turne

stive purr that made my stomach churn, "she's incredible. The way she

cadence of his words when he was trying to be sedu

tment is official," Adrian said, his tone final.

s erupted from inside the ap

eone shouted. "You've been hung

't you?" another voice chimed in. "Poor Ava. She n

every tender touch-it was all a lie. A calculated, cruel performance. My love,

cream. I d

ollapsed on a park bench, gasping for air, my phone rang. It was my father

hone. "You have disgraced this family. The

d,

to be transferred. A medical mission. Overseas. You will leave tomo

ning me. Cas

y heart a dead weight

lf right then, a vow sealed

never, eve