He Found My Secret Revenge

, translucent red, but she didn't pull her hands back. She needed the cold.

ningitis. It was a far cry from the boardroom strategy meetings and high-stakes venture capital negotiations she had commanded two years ago, but

off the stream. Silence rushed back into the

ehind her

that's the drunk from Bed 4 vomiting again, Betty, you're o

ty said. Her voice w

by shootings and pile-ups without blinking. She wasn't blin

sed the resident. Said he needs

reference for female doctors usually means a rash in a place they

for you,

p against her ribs. She used her maiden name here, a name

And... honestly? I don't think you want to say no to this guy. He walked in with a hole in his leg, bleeding through

ng back onto her shoulders like a l

info until he saw you. Said his legal depa

igue into a box in the back of her mind and locked it. It was a survival mechanism she

en the curtai

of Betadine. It was something earthier. Iron. Expensive

she s

The air seemed to thin out, leav

ble. Under the harsh glare of the surgical lights, his skin looked like bronze stretched over steel. Every muscle in his

ame tightened until her fi

a

ooke

e that didn't reflect the light-it absorbed it. The eyes of a CE

eal," h

et. It scraped against the memory of that night-the ink on the NDA, the silk

into the room and let the curtain s

It wasn't a question.

r with the intensity of a predator waiti

. She walked to the counter, snapping her latex gloves on wit

o him as she arranged the tray. "I told you. When I

t a note on the pillow. 'Resign

ng. "It was a business arrangement.

s i

you her

He just looked dow

likely bespoke-were cut open at the thigh. A crude bandage, soaked

shed aside by the immediate need to stop the bleeding. Or perhaps i

essary position, purely clinical, but the heat rad

d, her voice clipped. She

iations got aggr

bandage. His thigh muscle jumped-a reflex-but

cked in

es

ry. Embedded deep in the meat of his inner thigh, just two i

us. "You walked in here with shrapnel in yo

y. My driver wa

u were driving, you would have bled out in three minutes. Hampt

Her eyes. "That's why I came to the best. Yo

mechanics. This was repair. "I need to remove it. I have to clean

t it out. I have a conference call with

deep. You're

aith. I need

were shadows under his eyes that hadn't been there two years ago. Running an empire while

don't move. If you flin

He didn't make a sound, but his ab

was inches from his hip bone. The scent of him-rain, expensive so

command automatic. "Relax

hat ghosted over her hair. "Hard to d

a second. A flush crept up her neck. She

of the flesh. The meta

guttural groan vibrated in his chest. It was a sound of pain, but it sounded s

cu

ion sound, the

ody shard into the me

a piece of gauze to pack the

lloused from polo reins and competitive sailing. Her fingers brushed again

ed to p

dn't

st. It wasn't a painful grip, but

ze. She l

ut a sheen of sweat on his forehead, but

ng against his thumb. She knew he could feel i

s voice was rough, str

gned,"

er wrist. "You didn't leave a forwarding address. You blocked the lawyers fr

ment you..." Faith stopped herself. She tried to yank her hand ba

you, Faith.

"It was business. It was a mutually ben

She could see the flecks of gold in his blue eyes

siness," he said.

said, panic rising in her throat. "Yo

's going to recl

"I don't need managing. I'm a doctor no

d to her mouth, then back to her eyes. "Especia

on't, you'll bleed out in the parking lot and I'll b

ong moment, then slowly re

g complex knots. She injected the local anesthetic now-he didn't protest-and began to

down. "Stitches out in ten days. Go to you

rtain

e from outside. "Trauma

pell

ray of instruments,

" she said, he

h," h

the curtain, n

s a promise. Or a threat. "I foun

, the bright lights blinding her, her heart

und

ere his fingers had bee