At exactly 2:17 in the morning, the private floor of the Imperial Hotel fell completely silent.
Twenty-seven powerful men sat around a long black-marble table, their faces tense as they waited for one man to arrive.
His Dangerous Cure
Yash pushed Pari against the door, his body close to hers, making her feel both his heat and his danger. "I'm tired of being your patient, Pari," he said in a low, dangerous voice. "I want to be your ruin." With one forceful move, he took away the calm control she always showed as a doctor. His hands moved over her body as she trembled beneath his touch. When he entered her, hard and possessive, Pari's scream disappeared into his kiss. He didn't just want her body. He wanted her completely. As he moved against her, he whispered in her ear, "You save lives, but you belong to the man who decides who dies."
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