He pinned me against the wall, his eyes burning with intensity. I tried to push him away, but he just smiled, his lips curling up in that annoying grin of his that looked sexy as hell. 'You can't resist me, can you?' he teased, his breath hot against my skin. I tried to deny it, but my body betrayed me, arching into his touch. He chuckled, his eyes glinting with triumph. "Don't," I whispered, my voice trembling with need. "I'm not ready for this." He paused, his gaze searching mine. Then, he leaned in closer, his voice low and husky. 'I think you are." When Tilda's fiancé cheats on her, she seeks comfort in a one-night stand with a stranger who pretended to be her groom to get her our a a bind but when she discovers he's her new boss, Richard, and the father of her young patient, Ivy, Tilda's world is turned upside down. As she explores her feelings for Richard, she must confront the consequences of their whirlwind romance as well as the Pandora's box they open. Will their love survive or will they end up like every Ill written love story?
View MoreTilda's POV.The next morning, I got up before dawn. I was Ted to be as early as possible in order to make a good impression. After the chaos of yesterday, I had expected to be brought down by thoughts of Wyatt and Emily’s betrayal, but instead, my mind kept returning to the little girl—Ivy, the director's daughter. Today, I would officially become her nurse, and I felt a strange feeling of excitement blooming in my chest.I slipped into my uniform, taking extra care with my appearance. My hair, usually thrown up in a messy bun, was neatly styled, and I applied a touch of makeup, just enough to enhance my features. I wasn’t sure why I felt the need to look my best, but I was meeting the director for the first time and I wanted to make a good impression.Dr. Ben and Nurse Abby had been clear in their instructions—there was a certain way to behave around the director. I had heard many things about him - a man of few words and strict boundaries. He valued discretion, and more importantl
Tilda’s POV.I glanced down at the screen and froze. It was a message from a strange number. A cold shiver crept up my spine as I opened it.Attached was a selfie of us—one I had no recollection of taking. The sight of his face next to mine made my stomach twist.His message read: "If you ever want to escape again and lose yourself in my arms, I'll be here. Only I am allowed to touch you and make you feel that way. I'll keep this photo as a memory, but don't worry, I didn’t take any explicit photos or recordings. I'm not that kind of person. Sorry for taking your number without permission. Take care of yourself, and move on from your heartbreak."The words crawled under my skin. He sounded possessive, like I was some kind of treasure he could claim whenever he pleased. And the casual way he said it—like I should be grateful he didn’t exploit me further—left me feeling violated all over again.I sat frozen in the backseat, feelin several emotions swirling inside me. Fear prickled at th
Tilda’s POV“Wyatt,” I whispered in a husky tone as I clung to him, burying my face in the warmth of his neck. His familiar scent should have comforted me, but there was something unsettling about the moment. Still, I ignored it. My hands traced the sharp lines of his jaw until my fingers grazed his lips. I hesitated, savoring the softness before leaning in for a kiss. My eyes were closed as if I could seal the fragile peace between us.“I thought I’d lost you,” I murmured, my voice breaking as I held him tighter. My heart still reeled from the nightmare that had tore at my soul. “That nightmare felt so real... You leaving me for Emily, my best friend, was horrifying. But we both know there’s nothing between you and her, right?” I whispered against his skin, inhaling deeply. But instead of the familiar scent I expected, something foreign filled my senses.I froze.I opened my eyes, my heart racing, and instead of Wyatt’s soft gray eyes, I was met with dark brown piercing eyes staring
Tilda’s POV.I took shot after shot, feeling the alcohol scorch its way down my throat. The empty cans piled up on the table in front of me, mocking me with each clang. I was still in my wedding dress. The dress alone reminded me of the nightmare I had woken up to just hours ago. I had fled the hotel room—feeling Wyatt’s absence like a knife to my heart—and sought refuge in the one place that promised oblivion: a nightclub.I tried to drown my pain in alcohol, hoping it would numb the ache that was consuming me from the inside. But nothing could fade the betrayal I felt. Wyatt. My best friend. Emily. The two people I trusted most in the world. How could they do this to me? How could they be together? How could they get married on my wedding day?I thought about it. How did this even happen? When did they get together? How did I not know this? It seemed like their relationship blossomed right under my nose. I had never seen the signs. I felt so stupid. I forced a hollow laugh, tryin
Tilda's POV.I stood before the mirror, adjusting the delicate lace veil over my hair, which flowed down my back like a dark, silken waterfall. The satin gown clung to my body in all the right ways, making me feel like I had stepped out of a dream. My heart pounded in my chest but in the best way possible. Several emotions flooded my veins as I stared at my reflection - happiness and excitement."Today's the day," I whispered to myself, barely believing the words.My breath hitched as I took in the sight of myself, a bride. After everything Wyatt and I had been through, the ups and downs, it was finally happening. I was marrying the love of my life.I twirled lightly, squealing a little. The gown swirled around me as I clenched my fists in excitement."I’m ready," I whispered to myself, feeling a rush of giddiness rising in my chest. "I'm ready to say 'I do'."The door creaked open, and Aunt Tina stepped inside. Her face was gentle, but the sorrow in her eyes was obvious. I knew her t
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