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The stars in my eyes are inevitable. Despite the horrendous, heartbreaking story, I’m grateful his path brought him here.

“You said he might come after you.” I’m reminded of Theo’s earlier warning. “He’ll do that? How? He doesn’t have anything against you.”

“A former patient of mine called me. Said he approached her, tried to convince her to change from her current doctor to come see him. I imagine he didn’t stop with her. What he’ll do next is anyone’s bet. I wanted you to have the full picture, from me, in case he tries something. And…fuck, Prue.”

“What?”

His palm captures my cheek, demanding my full attention, which he has. Ever since I first met him, I’ve been captivated by him.

“You said you haven’t, but I need you to rethink it. Long and hard. Did you, at any point, feel violated in my clinic? Be honest. Be brutally honest because if I missed the signs, if I crossed a line, I’ll go with you to the police station myself.” A tortured expression twists his face.

It feels as though there’s more to his pain than our encounter at the clinic. I’m not sure, though, and it’s been a painful enough confession on his part.

I let it go, resulting in me shaking my head.

“Prue, I’ll admit to anything.”

What Theo and I had was nothing like what this man did. I walked into his clinic head over heels for him. We had consensual sex before I stepped foot in there.

He loomed over me, his controlling energy bathing the room and taking up the entire space. Except, unlike the poor women who were subjected to Dr. Fox, I wanted it.

He even gave me a way out.

Truthfully, Theo could magically appear at the edge of my bed in the middle of the night, and I’d still open up and let him rule and dominate my body as he wishes.

I do, however, understand why he’s kept it from me. Why he intended to have this conversation behind closed doors, where we could discuss it. Where I could make up my mind without having to rush back to work.

That was also why he followed me. My lackluster response probably had him thinking I might have regretted what we did, or that he hurt me.

He’s been plagued with similar doubts to those I’ve been having. And I appreciate him all the more for it. For the sensitive human he is behind the persona of this stern man.

“No.” I rest my hand on his, pressing his protective palm tighter on my cheek. “You were perfect. You were intimidating, but not too much. My adrenaline spiked, but deep down I knew the man beneath Mr. Hyde cared for my well-being, for my orgasms. It was…”

I bite my lip, quieting.

“Prue?” The strain on his face smooths over, the ruthless doctor—mydoctor, returns. “Keep that pretty mouth talking. Or I’ll spank you.”

“It was hot, Dr. Wentworth.” I bow my chin, glancing at him beneath my lashes. “I do have one complaint, though.”

Theo’s hand on my cheek stirs. He’s trying to get away, offer me space. Which I’m not giving him.

I clench my fingers around him, smirking. “You forgot about the Pap test. And renewing my prescription.”

“True.” His hand relaxes.

The sinister smirk on his lips creeps up slowly, matching mine. His cock hardens, pressing against my thigh, and his eyes are a shade darker. “Well, then, we can’t leave you like that. You’re due for another visit this week, Ms. Bishop. A thorough one. Much, much more thorough.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Prue

“Prue.”

My name is an erotic whisper.

A sensual call.

Theo’s voice.

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