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Okay I've been thinking about Bryce lately. Not a little but a lot, like a big lot. I wanted to give Bryce something more intense version. Hit damn intense vibe.

I've tried something different with our sweet and candy like Bryce. Something like viagara like different. Hope you guys will tell me your opinion about this one.

Wish me and my Bryce baby luck lovelies.

Book : Open Heart

Pairing : Bryce Lahela × mc

Summary : Bryce was planning to confess his feelings for mc. But he was holding back fearing if she would not reciprocate his feelings or would put and end to their relationship or whatever they were now. But loses his mind watching mc with Rafael and his hands all over her. He's not possessive but when it comes to mc he just goes insane. For him she's his.

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CHOCOLATE BAR

"What are you looking at?" Elijah asked me while we were waiting for Bryce to come out of Dr. Tanekas cabin.

They have had to operate a very critical and complicated surgery. Bryce who's always funny and casual all the time was serious too yesterday. He told us even when he's always over confident for everything he's still a bit nervous. So he asked if he could stay at our apartment yesterday. I couldn't see him like that. He ended up crashing with me on my bed, tucking me in his arms the whole night.

"That chocolate bar. Something sweet is a good reason to celebrate and to reduce stress." I replied by taking money out of the pocket of my jeans and plugging it in the vending machine.

"For Bryce?" He asked with a pout. He's such a child. I always wanted a brother like him.

"Ohh don't be mad. One for you too. Happy?" I asked. Pressed the button twice on the vending machine.

"You are the best." He said with a childish grin plastered on his face. "What do you think is taking so long?" He asked.

"I don't know but I want to be here for him when he comes out." I replied, pulling out the bars from the tray handing one to Elijah and putting one in the pocket of my coat.

He also worried for Bryce. It's not that we don't trust him that he would be successful in his first critical surgery. We are here to show him how much his success means to us too. How much he means to me.

"You should tell him what you feel." Jackie said, coming towards us while adjusting her coat.

"She's right. You should." Sienna agreed.

"I know. But he's…… " I was cut off by the door opening of Dr. Tanekas cabin.

We all stood where we were. Dr. Taneka has a huge smile plastered on his face. That man rarely smiles. And that smile he's showing means the operation was successful and Bryce has done a good job. I put my hand over my heart which was beating at a frantic speed. I never imagined someone else's little achievement would mean this much to me.

But here I am trying to control my breath and heart watching that man before me who is slowly making his way in my heart. He's even more breathtaking when he's exhausted from a three hour long surgery, his hairs are all messed up, his eyes have a certain kind of pride even though he's tired.

Dr. Taneka patted him on his back and shook his hand.

"Keep it up Lahela. You were the best there. You remind me of myself." Dr. Taneka complimented him and made his way towards his cabin. "I am looking forward to working with you more." He said opening his cabin door before going in.

"Whoa scalpel jackey do you do black magic too?" Jackie taunted sarcastically. But there was a compliment behind her words.

"Bet my scalpel I do." He witted back with the same sarcasm and a wink.

"Congratulations Dr. Lahela." Sienna chirped with her usual chearfullnes. This woman is a box of positiveness and sweeter than sugar.

"Welcome Dr. Trinh." He replied back by shaking hands with her.

"That was some real achievement there man." Elijah said excitedly smacking Bryce on the back.

"Damn I was scared at first but as soon as he started instructing me it was like my hands had their own mind. But I would do it again. It was the best confidence booster. " He replied, raking his hands through his hair.

"Oh! Mmm…." Sienna coughed. "We will be in the lunch area….." She looked at me first and then at Bryce. " you too."

I had my hand still over my heart. I heard Sienna giggle and Jackie making gagging sounds. Elijah just chuckled and followed after both of them out of the lobby.

I turned towards him. He was just standing there watching me with the look in his beautiful brown eyes I was very well aware by now. Hands clenching and unclenching by his side. I know what he wants, he wants to touch me, to take hold of me. His gaze drifted down towards my hand and the side of his mouth lifted up into his usual smirk.

I removed my hand off my chest and walked towards him. His eyes watched my every move intently. I stood up in front of him with a smile. I pulled out the chocolate bar and showed it to him. His smirk widened.

"For me?" He asked. He's teasing me now.

"Yes……" I was so worked up by now the answer came out as just a mere whisper. I cleared my throat and tried again. "I knew you would be wonderful there. I thought something sweet would be good to celebrate your success and to relieve your stress too." I replied. He leaned forward. He still hasn't touched me. But his gaze is enough to feel his touch. His eyes on my lips.

"Do you really want me to celebrate this, with something sweet, Lisa?" His voice and brown eyes are both dark and hooded. A beautiful and tingling shiver ran down my spine which left me breathless. My throat and lips went dry. I licked my lips in an attempt to reply to him. He closed his eyes, groaning deep within his throat.

"Before I take your mouth with mine into oblivion right here and right now, let's just get out of here." He said huskily, opening his eyes. He held my wrist tightly and took us both into the supply closet.

He quickly opened it and closed it behind us with his foot and turned us around so that my back was pressed against the door. He held both my wrists in one hand and dragged them above my head. His other hand encircled around my throat. His gaze hooded. He is breathing hard. He's looking at my lips like he is starving for them. I saw his adam's apple bobbing up and down continuously.

"Where is the chocolate bar again?" He asked.

God, can his voice even become more deep? He released my one hand. I pulled the bar again out of my pocket. He took it from me and unwrapped it halfway. He took a bite and again held both my wrists in his one hand and held them above my head. He's dominating and it's making me weak at the knees. My breathing is rapid, my heart is at the verge of exploding with anticipation, my mind is foggy and dizzy. All I want right now is him to kiss me and never end that assault. But I know what he's waiting for. What he needs. Me begging.

"Bryce….. please. Please kiss me." I pleaded. With every ounce of my voice that was left. His eyes darkened even more. He growled deep and husky. He took out the half bar that was settled on his lips. I licked mine, imagining that bar and his lips on mine.

"Open your mouth. Take a bite of it." He commanded putting that bar again between his lips. His other hand landed on my stomach pressing it to the delicious amount that I was totally dampened on my panties.

My breath hitched in my throat. I know my pupils had dilated matching his with darkness. I leaned forward and he followed my lead. I was just a breath away. My eyes locked on his. My insides were molten lava by now.

I took a bite of that chocolate bar that was in his mouth. And holy heavens I've never tasted a chocolate this errotic. I knew Bryce was intense, but this is another level.

The moment the bite of the chocolate bar came in my mouth he started kissing me, like a starved man. He started with tasting my lips first with his tongue. The feather light touch of his tongue on my lips was creating a storm in my stomach and hurricane through my veins. A very nasty moan erupted from my throat. He chuckled in between and held my bottom lip between his teeths dragging it back and releasing it with a tug.

"Damn! Lisa tell me to stop, Jesus please tell me. Because, I'm really going to take your mouth into oblivion. Fuck! I need that." He said panting heavily. His voice was the deepest tone of sex. His every word was dripping with lust and that was intensifying my desire to a whole lot of another level. I did not want him to stop if I could.

"Give me everything, Bryce. Please." I pleaded. He removed my wrists from his hold and held onto my cheeks. His thumbs caressing the skin under my eyes. His eyes like melted chocolate, intently locked on mine.

"Don't close your eyes even for a second. I want to see, what I do to you when I fuck your mouth with mine." He demanded the complete submission of my eyes and at this moment I would completely submit to him if that's what he wanted. I nodded because words would be the last thing that would come out of my mouth. There would only be moans. Moans of his name.

"Say it, baby. I need to hear those words." He said coming closer to my mouth without breaking eye contact. God why I doubt if the words could be spoken like a moan. I guess I will find out now.

"God, yes please Bryce. Please, please do that. Fuck my mouth…………" His mouth was in mine before I could utter another word. And damn those words sounded like a exotic mixture of moans and desire. I've never heard my voice so seductive. It was like I was hearing a siren luring it's prey. But I was prey here and my attacker was eating me out like he was devouring me.

He repeated his actions from before when he started licking the seams of my lips. He circled his one hand around my waist under the coat and the top I was wearing. He held the nape of my neck with the other angling my head in a position by which he could deepen the kiss.

He put pressure on my waist digging his fingers in the bare flesh under my top. This made me gasp and he took the chance to plunge his tongue inside my mouth reaching every corner of my mouth tasting every corner of my desire. His eyes flashed amusement and surprise for a second and they again turned a shade darker than before. I've never been kissed like this before. And every next kiss from him makes the last one dull and the new one breathtaking.

I did the same to him. I plunged my tongue in his mouth, taking everything in return for what he was giving me. His nostrils flared and I saw a glint of something feral and wild in his eyes. He didn't want to let go of the control he knew he was holding here. He held the nape of my neck tighter. Not much tight to hurt but firm enough to show me who holds the power here. Who has the control? And it definitely was him. This action released a new gush of heat in me and I moaned out loud. I felt him smirking on my mouth.

The kiss longed enough and felt like it ran for a lifetime. Our eyes intertwined with each other the whole time. By the time we parted we both were desperately trying to keep our mouths to ourselves but failed every time giving each other a sweet lingering kiss. He chuckled and put his forehead on mine. Still looking deep into my eyes.

"That was a………" He said panting between words. And I know what he wanted to say. I felt it too. I felt it in me deep, too deep.

"I know…… " I replied I was unable to form any words to describe this kiss. "I know………" I continued.

"Fuck yeah, baby." He agreed, chuckling in between. I smiled too, seeing me so out of breath and words, although I was the same as him.

Then he smiled. The smile that reached his eyes. He was happy, and my heart skipped a bit realising that he was happy because the surgery went well, not because what we just did, there almost was a connection there.

Finally I came out of the bubble of my little world and before he could see my nearly watery eyes I closed them and hugged him, putting my head over his heart listening to his heartbeat which helped me to calm me a little. His heart was racing too. With too much speed. Was it because he felt it too? No, idiot, it's a normal reaction for a body after making out. It's normal. Nothing out of order or anything……… special, of course.

He hugged me back as tight as I was holding him. I felt him breathing onto my hair and I heard his heartbeat coming into normal speed. He kissed me on the top of my head and sighed.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asked, concerned. He's talking about what he did to my waist and my neck. I don't know, I don't actually have any problem with his marks on my body. I shook my head. He released a breath of relief and held me tighter against him.

"Let's go, before all come searching for us." He said backing away from me. I instantly turned around from him and opened the door and turned in the direction of the washroom so that he could not see my eyes.

"You go ahead, I'll come." I need to wash my face and clear my eyes. From the burning, I am feeling in my eyes, I know they are red. And I don't, I am not in the right mind to give him any explanation for my red eyes.

"Where are you going?" He said holding my wrist. I could tell from the tone of his voice he's a little worried.

"I need to use the washroom." I replied.

"I, I'll wait for you….." He suggested but I want some time alone with myself.

"No, Bryce, you go ahead I'll come fast." I tugged my wrist out of his hold and rushed towards the washroom. I went into the cubicle and let my tears fall. I sob escaped but I put a hand over my mouth. I shed tears until I felt a little good and exited it. I stood before vanity and looked into the mirror. My eyes are red but what caught my attention was my lips. They are swollen and thoroughly ravished. I touched them and a little shiver ran down my spine. I closed my eyes, removing my hand off my lips and holding vanity to stop the tears trying to spill.

I love the man who doesn't love me back. It's just a casual flirtation with him. I've not crossed that boundary with him. I do not intend to either, because once I do that, I'm going to go all in, not only with my body but with my heart too. And I know very well he won't return those feelings. All the female interns and nurses of our hospital are his admirers.

I always kept every boy or man who tried to get close to me because I know once I will allow that I won't be able to get my heart out of that relationship.

But Bryce, he was different, there's a hidden depth in him that drew me to get close to him. First we just flirted subtly, but it intensified when one day he walked in on me crying, in the same supply closet where we ended up kissing. He consoled me in his own way, boosting his ego. That incident still brings a smile out of me.

It was not in my mind even for a bit to kiss him but we did. And god it felt right. Just like every kiss after that. He kisses me like he could not get enough of me. I guess he kisses every girl like this. This thought created a dull ache in my heart and a pang of jealousy hit me hard. I do not want to feel this feeling. It makes me feel vulnerable. It makes me feel weak. I will be strong and I think I will keep my distance from him from now on. He won't even notice that I am nowhere near him.

I splashed water on my face once, twice and wiped it. I looked into the mirror, my eyes now didn't seem that red. I returned to the lunch area searching for my fellow intern friends. They are all seated near the window at the last tabel.

Rafel was there too. He's a nice guy. I walked towards them and stood beside Sienna's chair. Bryce was seated across from where I was standing. I looked at him only to find him already staring at me, or my lips. Then his eyes caught mine. His smile faded. I gave him a smile trying my hardest not to let it seem half hearted. He smiled back but it didn't reach his eyes this time.

I felt a hand slipping on my waist. I'd removed my coat on the way back here. I saw on my right watching Rafael with a beautiful and heartwarming smile. He's a beast, totally huge and rugged and rough and tough looking but totally softy at heart once you get to know him. He kissed me on the cheek and squeezed my waist to get me out of my daydream.

"I like you looking at me like that but, hi Lisa." He said with a grin. His signature grin. I grinned back.

"Hi Raf." I replied putting my hand over his which was still on my waist.

"I heard Bryce, your first difficult surgery went well, congrats man." Raf complimented Bryce, turning his head looking at him. I didn't want to look at him but I knew he would definitely notice something if I would suddenly ignore him so I looked at him.

"Yeah, it was. Thanks." He replied to Raf with a hard look and grim expression. His mood suddenly changed. He was no longer looking happy at all. What happened to him?

I saw his jaw clenching and his hand in a tight fist on the table. His eyes locked onto where Raf was holding me by my waist. He was angry. Why did he care if Raf was just holding me? We aren't serious about having our reservations for each other. I've never stopped him from going after any woman.

"Aren't you hungry?" Raf asked, grabbing my waist and dragging me closer to him.

"Yeah, let's eat." I replied. We both seated, me beside Sienna just opposite from Bryce. And his eyes intently locked on Raf's hand still on my waist. I saw his eyes moving on Raf's face, who was totally unaware of his stare talking with Elijah.

"He looks totally furious." I heard Sienna speaking low near my ear, gesturing towards Bryce. I was aware of that though.

"He doesn't care. I am not his for him to get all worked up." These words left a bitter taste in my mouth resulting in dropping my appetite a little.

"He's going to bust out, if Raf does not take his hands off you, soon." She exclaimed. I knew that was impossible. He wouldn't care a bit why would he?

"So I was thinking. How about we go back to my place? Grams is constantly asking about you." Rafael asked, putting an end to the meaningless conversation between me and Sienna about Bryce.

"No…" Bryce's angry voice boomed from the other side of the table looking straight at Rafael at first than me. The anger which was clear in his voice was also visible on his face and in his eyes too. But who is he to decide that?

"What?" I asked with the matching fury standing up at my place scraping my chair back. "And who are you to answer him on my behalf?" I asked, putting both my hands on my hips. His eyes left my eyes drifting onto where my hands landed for a fraction of second, but was enough to pass a shiver thrumming through my whole body. I immediately removed my hand off my hips and crossed them over my chest. His eyes seemed to follow my hands and rested on my chest for a longer second. He stood up very slowly and groaned.

"You are not helping here, Lisa." He growled out loud with closed eyes. His fists were still tightly clenched on the table.

I took a look around all the other people. Sienna shook her head, while Elijah had a boring expression on his childish face, on the other hand Jackie had a huge smirk plastered on her face eyeing me and Bryce. And Raf still has a beautiful smile on his face looking at Bryce. He turned to me and his smile vanished. He did something unexpected. He again took me by my waist and tugged me to his rock hard chest. What's going on in his mind?

"Let's go, Lisa. We will talk somewhere else." Raf said, in a slightly high tone, which broke Bryce's chain of thoughts.

His eyes opened and now with much more anger and something unknown. If I wouldn't be so confused and scared right now, of what might happen next, I definitely would've drooled over his intense stare on me. He is looking like an animal unleashed whose focus is locked onto his prey. I was his prey, but I don't know if this time he would devour me or eat me. But he definitely is going to hunt me down, that's for sure.

Bryce turned his head sideways putting his one hand on his hip and other on his temple while chuckling dangerously at same time. He's so angry. I know him too well. I've watched him so many times that I'm so ashamed to mention it. But right now all he's it's anger. Pure, unfiltered, feral, wild and dangerous anger. God.

"I am sorry in advance Lisa." Raf said in a low voice near my ear, eyes trained on Bryce. "But best of luck though." He finished kissing me on my cheek and straightened again.

"Come on." Raf insisted and took a step away from the table. I just took three steps, when suddenly I was yanked out of Raf's arms and crashed onto Bryce's chest. He has a very firm and possessive grip on my waist while dragging me away from the table.

"Let go of me Bryce." I said, trying to pry his hands off me. "What are you doing? Let go…….." I was cut off by him, with a sharp slap on my ass. I gasped while my whole face turned red with blush. Everyone must've seen it. The slap. On my ass.

"That's not what you were saying to me in the supply closet, baby." He said tauntingly. And my face turned more of a shade of red. Because everyone must've heard this too. God, he isn't thinking at all or he really has gone insane this time. He turned around, going towards the exit, opened the door and took us both to a secluded part of the garage.

He turned me around and pushed me on the wall with my back. Took hold of both my wrists dragging them above my head and other hand wrapped possessively around my throat.

"Bryce, let me go." I requested. I know I am so close to losing all my saneness. I can feel my throat contracting to keep myself from crying in front of him. Because he is not going to care at all. It will just break whatever we have had in between us right now. Whatever beautiful thing that is left. A small part of me wants that to break but a big part of me does not want it to vanish, ever.

"He likes you." He stated. In low and dangerous growl. "And you fucking know that." He continued with gritted teeth.

"Don't curse at me." I warned him. How dare he? First he acts all caveman on me and then curses at me like I've done something wrong. "I know that. What did that have to do with you?" I quipped back. It was a very valid question. We are not in a relationship, for him to question me like this. His eyes narrowed with rapid and furious breathing. He gritted his teeth hard.

"Damnit! Lisa." He cursed out loud backing away from me. He started pacing back and forth in front of me while taking his hand through his beautiful and soft brown hairs.

Why is he taking his anger out on me? What did I do? It's not like Rafael has talked to me like this for the first time. Or like other interns, don't try to flirt with me. Isn't it what Bryce does with other women too. I've heard his name with most of our female interns. We've just kissed a few times, that doesn't count that I can't talk to any other man.

I've had enough of him. Either he's going insane or I'm losing my mind. Besides, our lunch break would be over by now. I took a step away from him to the lunch area. He blocked my way. I tilted my head up to look at him. His height is another dominant feature of him.

He held me by my waist and buried his face in the crook of my neck. I had my hands on his chest and all my attempts of pushing him away veined when his breath brushed the sensitive spot on my neck. He nipped at that sweet spot and licked slowly, forming a moan out of me. My hold on his shirt tightened.

"Why did you cry?" He asked. His voice is getting huskier. My eyes widened. How did he come to know?

"H..ho…. how did…….." I gulped. The question comes out in confusion and fear. He makes me weak. He makes me vulnerable. "How did you know?" I finally gathered the courage to ask.

He inhaled deep and ran his nose all over my throat, nipping eventually on my already tender skin. I, on the other hand, was under the s of his hard body pressed up to me and magic of his mouth.

"I know you too well, Watson" He replied without removing his mouth off my neck. He bit me hard on the throat. He started trailing kisses downward while pushing the dress off my shoulder . He groaned in between the kisses and continued to nip me with his teeth.

"Bryce what are you doing?" I was all messed up right now. At one moment I was fighting with him to let go of me and at another moment my fists were tightly clutched to his shirt so that he wouldn't get himself off me. I wanted more. I wanted all of him. But I was not going to get caught in the moment. He looked up.

"I am making sure that everybody knows, you are mine." He said tugging me closer to him. His eyes roaming on my neck and throat. I shivered, because there was something very close to possessiveness and determination in his voice and eyes.

"Bryce……." I said softly. I was on the verge of tears. I know I wouldn't be able to stop it even if I wanted to. And finally the tears forming in my eyes started to fall one after another. He looked at me with worry.

His large cupped my face while his thumbs wiped the tears that had been gathering on my eyes. He kissed both my eyes. He looked straight into my eyes and held them captive.

"I love you." He said with the softest tone I've ever heard from him.

His words, the genuineness they held, caught me off guard but what shocked me was his eyes which didn't hold any lie or playfulness in them. What his eyes were showing was pure determination and truthfulness. And it scared me. Because his sudden confession was confusing me to my core. And right now my mind is all messed up. He can't say things like this.

"Don't say anything that you don't mean, Bryce." I replied with a flat tone devoid of any emotion and looked away. He just kept me captive in his strong grip, between his comforting arms.

"I mean it, sweetheart. I really do." He murmured this near my ear and kissed me there. I closed my eyes in containment. He has a way to leave me breathless. He moved back from me. "Look at me, Lisa, please. I need you to look into my eyes when I confess this to you. Please." He pleaded.

He's a very dominant man when it comes to power over me. But right now there's no dominance. He's powerless in front of me right now. He is giving me all the power, the control. It is my decision to consider whether to hear whatever he is trying to tell me or walk away. I was intrigued, more like I wanted to know where we stand with whatever that was happening between us.

So I looked at him, dead in the eyes. I saw a whirlwind of emotions passing through it, but not a single trace of regret or lie. All I saw was relief, adoration and somewhere, love too. I wanted nothing more than to hear those three words again from him. So that I could be sure I didn't imagine it. I wan………

"I am in love with you Lisa Marylin Charlie Watson." He said it again looking straight into my eyes.

"I fucking love you. I cannot think, breathe, eat, god…… I can't, I just can't live without you. Everyday I thought I would tell you I would confess, I was afraid of your answer. I don't want to lose whatever that we had between us, so I just kept quiet. I've not looked, hell even thought about any other woman from the day you've come in my life. Fuck, it's like you are becoming my oxygen to breathe baby. I love you so so so fucking much. I love you. I love all of you." My eyes widened, my heartbeat increased. If it's one of my hallucinations I don't want it to end at any cost. I kept looking at him. He cradled my face in his hands.

"Lisa, baby. I know, you may not feel the same about me but I……" I cut him off with a kiss. A kiss full of the love I had for him. The care, affection, need, want, a connection I had for him. I poured that all in my kiss. I wanted to hear this for so long. I've dreamed about this for so long. I love this man, and he loves me back with the same shared feelings. I was happy. I was so so happy.

"Lisa… " He moaned my name in between the kisses. But he removed his one hand from my cheek and encircled my throat. He tugged me more close to him. I could feel that the little space between him and me was really unbearable. I tugged closer to him to, clinging to his waist like he is my anchor, he is my stability.

"Say that you love my sweetness. Say it. I could not bear another passing moment not knowing your feelings for me. Although your kiss said it all, still I need to hear it in you sweet fucking voice." He commanded, still lingering on my lips. "Say it love, I really need to fucking hear you say those sweet words to me which I said to you." He commanded again.

"I love you too, Bryce. I love you a lot. God, I was dying to hear that from you. But I was so insecure because of all your previous relationships. I just couldn't bring myself to confess it and get my heart broken." I confessed holding onto his cheeks looking straight into his beautiful brown eyes. His eyes light up hearing my confession. A smile, a rare smile I've never seen on him before, broke from his sinfully handsome face.

"I love you sweetheart. I love you only. There's no other woman for me and there never will be. I am yours, I'll always be yours only." He murmured those words near my ear and suddenly backed up still holding firmly onto my throat. He was making me hot all over. He damn well knows what his dominant side does to me, and I know that he loves it, too much. "You are mine. Only mine. Just like I'm only yours, you're only mine. No one else's just mine." He said with intensity in his gaze, which sent an enticing and powerful shiver down my spine.

"I'm yours only yours, Bryce. I only just love you. I'll always love you only." I replied with honesty. It was true. I love him with all my heart.

"I'm the luckiest bastard in this whole world that you are mine. You love me Lisa. You've made me so happy. I'm never going to get tired of confessing my love to you all day, everyday." He spoke those words kissing me all over again and making me giggle, trailing a path of kisses down my jaw, near my neck, on my throat and returning back to my lips.

"I'll never get tired of hearing you confess to me everyday either." I said kissing him on his eyes and then on his lips. "I love you Bryce Lahela. I love you so much."

"Let's go out there and let me show everyone that you are mine and out of league now. No one can ever look at you now." He said holding my hand tugging me closer and making our way to lunch area.

"Somehow I think Rafael was just provoking you. He didn't mean any of that. He even apologised to me before dragging me away from the table." I said remembering how odd he behaved back there. I smiled at that.

"I will thank him alright. But still now you are off limits. No one, I repeat no one can even think about you. You are mine." He said, looking at me. He's crazy but my crazy.

"I love you." I said smiling.

"I love you too Lisa." He replied not only with words but confessed those words in his eyes too.

A Weekend with Dr. Ramsey - Series Page

Part 1 of the “Life With and Without Dr. Ramsey” series 

Follow up Series: With and Without

Part 1: Drunk Texts

“The thought nearly paralyzed Ethan as he suddenly understood the lingering hurt behind her stare. He’d hadn’t just left Edenbrook. He left Charlie, too.”

Part 2: A Day with Dr. Ramsey

“Ethan may hold you at arm’s length, but he’s never let you go, has he?”

Part 3: Unspoken 

“I tried very hard to make you stop caring about me, but you were always stubborn,” Ethan was still smiling to his own disbelief.

“You’re right,” Charlie nodded thoughtfully, “Inviting me to Miami, including me on a secret case, taking me for coffee, going to the opera… All of that definitely pushed me away.”

Part 4: In the Morning Light

“I’m always right.”

“Sure,” Charlie rolled her eyes.

“I wrote the textbook you studied.”

“Wow, a genius who still maintains humility. How impressive,” Charlie impishly mocked him.

“My humility is exceptional,” Ethan played along, knowing he’d do just about anything to make her laugh.

Part 5: Brunch

“You’re the glue that brought this ragtag family together in the first place. You’re the reason we’re here, and you deserve every bit of our support. Stop letting this ethics hearing make you doubt yourself. You’re a fucking badass, Charlie, and it’s time to start acting like one.”

Part 6: The Library

“For a moment, everything was perfect – she had supportive friends, a future with Ethan Ramsey, and a chance at redemption.

And then it all went to hell.”

Part 7: The Cure

“If he survives tonight, he survives because of you. But if you stay here, he may be the last patient you ever save.”

Part 8: The Celebration

“I’m sorry, he thought to himself.

Squeezing his hand back, Charlie wished she could have screamed, Please, stay.”

Part 9: Goodbye

“He worried that, with how it was ending, she seemed like she was feeling this alone. But she wasn’t…”

Jupiter (Ethan X MC)

Words count: 3 000

Warnings: angst & fluff 

Set in Chapter 19, after MC leaves Ethan in the atrium and meets her friends

Truth to be told, I was planning to take a little break from writing, as I am extremely self-conscious and I kind of dislike everything I create (well except my kid, she turned out pretty great) but then I’ve read Chapter 19 and was like ‘okay if PB can write shit, so can I’

This was written at the night while I was super angry with the chapter (and also have had two glasses of wine) and I never thought it would be shared but here I am sharing it and probably deleting when I am not so pissed at PB lol

As much as Chiara wanted to get drunk and have fun with her friends, there was a huge part of her that was still standing in the Edenbrook’s atrium next to Ethan. And without that part, she would never be able to properly enjoy her night out.

With that, she parted her way with her friends, encouraging them to drink for her too and after a while she was alone.

Ethan was clutching the handle of his leather briefcase so hard his knuckles have gone white. He had a reputation, a face to maintain, but the storm inside him was something utterly different than the indifferent expression he has been wearing on his face.

He wanted to follow Chiara, he wanted to spend this evening with her and her only, as she was the only person that could calm the tempestuous waters the storm has been causing.

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