r waist, followed by an intoxicating scent that enveloped her; the stranger's expensive cologne. But beneath

ps set in a stern line. To say the cold-looking man was handsome was an understatement; he was mesmerizingly hot and sexy. And the strong arms that held onto her were like steel bands, making h

though his hands seemed to linger f

ompelling voice said before he adjusted his perfectly tailored black s

his black suit and unconsciously licked her lips, tasting the mint of her lip balm. His aura was intimid

is body was scorching hot, like tou

Vicky shouted, pulling

n

choing off the concrete as they ran, giggling like the sch

a few scratches on the bumper – but it was better

there first, so Maya ha

me that you're falling for a stranger?" Vicky teased, buckling her seatb

Her calloused knuckles, evidence of countless hours in the ring, caught slightly on the silky strands.

ight? He will get treated." Vicky chuckled,

told her this wasn't a simple case of fever. She flexed her hands on the ste

ng "Sweet Home Alabama" – Mark's ringtone. Maya's hea

in the dimness of the parking lot. "What's he gonna do? We're already out. Besides," she added, connectin

his ringtone for your ph

of course," V

ead in disbelief

kno

filled the car, vibrating through the seats. The hospital's imposing structure g

ere five years old, sharing crayons and secrets in kindergarten, Vicky had been her constant. Through every hospital visit, every family crisis, every triumph and failure, they'd f

cky suddenly screamed through her sin

e familiar pre-fight tension building

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olished floor. The sterile hospital smell mixed with the faint scent of lavender air freshener did nothing to calm his growin

r office, or else you will regret being al

he chair behind her

nst his for that brief moment like a missing puzzle piece. Her captivating ocean-blue eyes had widened in surprise, framed by long lashes, and that unusual hair – r

nd moving to unbutton his black shirt further until a round fir

m so much agony as a consequence, perhaps he would have handled the situation with more restraint. But as a mafia boss who loathed betraya

th slightly parted, and let out a breathless sigh. The ache was scorching,

uring the day, but he couldn't understand why it was suddenly

truly hel

rfectly styled, had come loose from its clip, falling in waves past her shoulders. She leaned forward, placing her hands on her knees as she caught h

utrun my shadow this way?" Alex asked as she slowly raised her head. But to her surprise, the man she was talking to wasn't looking g

ntly laced with concern as she rounded the

eep voice reverberating off the walls. The doctor froze, her manicured