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Broken Ghost

Broken Ghost

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A ghost of a person a whisper of memories. The moment Michael Zander set eyes on the woman he once loved he knew this could either go very good or very bad. Although more likely the later considering she's his patient at the hospital. Enid POV "Uuuuuuugh! I'm so sick of this shiiiit" I groan loudly looking at the pills in the tiny cup in his hand. "I wouldn't be giving you these if they weren't necessary. So would you stop being stubborn and take the damn meds" Michael states bluntly with a pointed look. I take a deep breath shifting under his gaze. Ain't no way in hell I'm gonna let him know what he STILL does to me. 7 years and this damn man still has such a hold on me. I hold his gaze watching His dark pools swirling like a flickering flame. "Fine. I'll take them. Just as soon as you...make me. Dooooc" I drawl out the last word with a smile. With a sigh Michael stalks to me before bending down until I can feel his breath fanning my neck. "You...are playing with fire babe. I suggest you take the damn meds before that monitor goes off and all the people out there come into here to see what the fuss is" he whispers placing the small cup in my hand. I glance at the monitor as the steady beeping quickens giving me away. "Fuck" I mutter quickly pouring the medicine in my mouth I swallow hard refusing any relief from the cup of water in front of me. "I took it happy?" I snap hiding my face that's got to be the color of a damn tomato. "good girl" Michael smirks pulling away and tossing the cup before throwing a wink over his shoulder and walking out of the room. I grab the pillow from behind my head and chunk it at the door scowling as it lands with a thud.
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WARNING MATURE CONTENT: MENTION OF GRAPHIC CONTENT ABUSE, MURDER, THE USE OF DRUGS WITH MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE SCENES. VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED 18+ This book is currently being edited for any errors!! "We shouldn't even be doing this." I barely manages to breathe out as he lifted me to sit on my desk. He grabbed me by the throat causing me to lightly moan on instinct "And why not mhm?" He asked looking me right in my eyes. "Because I'm your fucking therapist it's not right." I said lightly trying to pull away but he tightened his hands on my throat enough to keep me in place he leaned in close enough that his lips were grazing against mine yet he didn't let them touch. "You think I'm going to let you go after getting a taste of you mhm? Oh baby I'm no where near done with you." He growled before completely dominating my mouth with his, feeling his lips touch mine I quickly gave in and started kissing back with just as much hunger. Little did I know the shit this chain of events will cost me. My career, my family, my life. Will it all be worth it for a man that kills with no remorse? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Working as a therapist for the mentally unstable was never going to be a easy job but Daisy Romana didn't expect the distraction that gets brought into North Port Regional Clinic. She knew he was going to be trouble when she looked at him from the tattoos that littered his skin to the beard and clean cut hair. She could tell He wasn't like the rest but little did she knew just how different he was. She was supposed to stay invisible and live her life in peace but as soon as she meets Lorenzo Rossi her past and present come to fuck everything up. DISCLAIMER- The photos in this book no not belong to me. I got them from google and Pinterest!!

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