Treacherous Temptations [Chaennie]

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Finally this book is out! I will update 12:30 am EST daily. The chapters are bit short then my usual stories. I won't spoil but this story isn't one of my best reads but i think you will like it. Enjoy!

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Stepping out of her new car, Jennie closed the door firmly before straightening her clothes. She had aways hated the paramedic state issue trousers. The material was overly-manufactured and creased too easily. She also thought they made her look dumpy and didn't carry the air of authority or knowledge which doctors scrubs did. Knowing there was nothing she could do about them, Jennie sighed as she straightened her jacket before glancing down one final time at the emblem stitched onto her left breast pocket. Boston Fire Department.

Jennie took a deep breath before walking up the street towards Firehouse 7.

As she walked onto the lot, she took in the red brick building. The front gates stood open, two fire engines gleaming in the early morning sunlight. In the bay next to them, an ambulance was parked neatly. She smiled slightly at the sight of her new rig before walking through the open doors and looking around.

"Can I help you?" asked a friendly voice from behind her.

Jennie turned around and put on her most dazzling smile. She wanted to make a good impression but had been told she could come across a little cold at times. She needed to make this job work. She needed Boston to become her new home.

"Good morning," she smiled. "My name's Jennie Kim, I'm the new paramedic on Ambulance 67."

"Oh right," the man grinned back at her, his baby blue eyes sparking as he did so. "My name's Baekhyun Byun, I'm the lieutenant on Engine 17. Welcome to Firehouse 7, Jennie Kim."

"Thanks," she said as she shook his rough skinned hand.

"Come with me and I'll take you to the briefing room. Chief always likes new people to introduce themselves at the start of their first shift."

Jennie nodded and followed the blonde man. He was tall and strong, the stereotypical embodiment of a firefighter. Jennie had worked in firehouses before but never in a city as big as Boston. She hoped she was ready for it.

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"Shit!" Roseanne exclaimed as she dropped her hairband from between her teeth. Holding her pony tail in one hand, she reached over the centre console to fumble around under the seat with the other. After discovering several candy wrappers and an incredibly scratched CD, Roseanne straightened up triumphant and finished securing her hair into a low bun.

Jumping out of her car, she slammed the door, flecks of yellow paint falling to the floor as she did so, and jogged onto the forecourt of Firehouse 7. Glancing at her watch, she sighed with relief as she read 7:59am. She wasn't late.

"Cutting it fine, Park," came a drawling voice as she walked inside the building.

"You know me, Taehyung," Roseanne replied as the man stepped out from behind Ladder 7 where he had been securing some tools. "Busy, busy, busy."

"So how were your days off?" the scruffy man asked, falling into step beside Roseanne as the two of them headed towards the meeting room for their start of shift briefing.

"Nothing special," Roseanne shrugged. "Yours?" She didn't actually want to know what the lecherous man did on his days off but she also wanted to keep the peace. Their work required trust and clear communication. Arguments could put people's lives in danger.